After more than two hours, Ye Xiaochen had concocted a silvery-white substance.
This substance was not a solid crystal, but a powdery form. With a light pinch, it would turn into fine powder.
It was like milk powder, but it was silvery-white and had a metallic luster.
It smelled like honey, and it was very unique.
"Hehe, the nutritional value of this Xianquan Honey Powder is a thousand times better than ordinary milk powder."
Ye Xiaochen smiled.
Unfortunately, this Xianquan Honey Powder could not be consumed by ordinary people. After all, it was mixed with Xianquan Water. After being concocted and refined, the Immortal Qi had been integrated into the honey powder.
Unfortunately, there was not a lot of Xianquan Honey Powder. It was estimated to be only 300 grams.
He took a clean glass bottle, put the Xianquan Honey Powder into it, and sealed it.
When the pollinating bees were born, they could use this Xianquan Honey Powder to feed them.
After putting the glass bottle into the storage space, Ye Xiaochen took out the special sprinkler.
Since the boiler was used to concoct the honey powder, the culture liquid used to cultivate the eggs of the pollinating bees was put into the special sprinkler.
There was no other way. He did not have many tools that could hold the Xianquan Water. He only had a special boiler and a special sprinkler.
Other containers in the mortal realm could easily cause the Immortal Qi in the culture liquid to dissipate, which would affect the cultivation of the eggs of the pollinating bees.
After putting the culture liquid and the eggs of the pollinating bees back into the cleaned boiler, Ye Xiaochen was very satisfied.
Now, the cultivation of the eggs of the pollinating bees was very normal. There were more and more blood vessels on the eggs.
This meant that the embryos in the eggs were gradually taking shape.
These blood vessels were the channels through which the embryos of the eggs absorbed nutrients from the culture liquid. The more blood vessels there were, the more nutrients the embryos needed.
These blood vessels would only gradually dry up when the pollinating bees were born.
Once there was an abnormal change in the blood vessels during the incubation process, it meant that there was a problem with the breeding of the pollinating bees.
After putting the boiler back into the interspatial storage, Ye Xiaochen laid down on the bamboo bed, took out her phone, and began to process the orders for the online store.
In the past two days, there had been more orders. Because he had to prepare Xianquan honey powder and deliver vegetables, he was so busy that he didn't have time to deal with them.
Now that the Xianquan Honey Powder was ready, it was time to deal with these orders.
He took a look and saw that there were twelve orders.
All of them bought three-packs.
Of course, there were also a lot of comments, hoping that Ye Xiaochen, the shop owner, would loosen the restrictions and buy a few more bags.
Ye Xiaochen, on the other hand, was very principled. She would never buy more than one pack.
Although he still had a lot of pickled cabbage on hand, for the sake of a long-term plan, he couldn't break the rules.
There was a limit to the speed at which the Magical Pickled Cabbage Jar could produce pickled cabbage. It could only produce one jar of pickled cabbage a day, and one jar of pickled cabbage could be packed into seventy to eighty packets.
There were also more than a dozen free packets of pickled cabbage, which only contained a bean, a cucumber, and a chili.
In other words, the number of customers he could sell to in a day was no more than thirty.
Actually, it was quite a lot. If he sold all of them, he could earn more than ten thousand.
It would be easy for him to earn more than three hundred thousand a month.
Now, Ye Xiaochen was more and more confident in the sales of pickled cabbage.
He only wished that he could make more pickled cabbage.
Although he could buy the Magical Pickled Cabbage Jar in the store, it was not cheap!
At least, he didn't have the spare immortal core power to buy it now.
....
The next day, after Ye Xiaochen finished delivering the vegetables, he drove the truck to Yang City's train station.
Today, his sister, Ye Ying, returned from Sha City.
Ye Ying was studying at Sha City's Southern Province University. She was already in her second year. She didn't come back during the summer break. Instead, she chose to find a summer job in Sha City to support her family.
Today, she resigned and came back. She planned to spend a few days at home. After all, there wasn't much time left before school started in September.
At about half past ten, a group of passengers appeared at the exit of the train station.
According to the time, his sister, Ye Ying, was on the train at this time.
He stared at the crowd. Soon, he saw a youthful and energetic figure in the crowd. She had a ponytail and was carrying a big bag. She carried a plastic bag in one hand and a suitcase in the other as she walked out of the ticket gate.
Ye Xiaochen quickly went up to her.
"Ying."
"Brother."
Ye Ying also saw Ye Xiaochen and immediately smiled happily.
Ye Xiaochen helped her take the suitcase and asked her to pass the backpack to him.
"Brother, I can carry it. It's not that heavy."
Ye Ying smiled.
"It must be very tiring to work during the summer break, right?"
Ye Xiaochen saw that his sister had lost weight and immediately felt sorry for her.
Ye Ying wasn't the school belle, but she was still good-looking. She was the pretty daughter of a humble family.
"No, it's quite easy. Brother, I heard from mom that your farm is doing well?"
Ye Ying followed Ye Xiaochen and chattered.
"Hehe, it's not bad. You'll know when you get back …"
The siblings talked as they walked, and laughter could be heard from time to time.
They reached the parking lot.
"Brother, this is the car you bought? It's quite new!"
Ye Ying circled the truck a few times like a curious baby. She seemed to be very curious.
"It's just a second-hand truck. Get in. When I have money, I'll buy a private car."
Ye Xiaochen smiled.
"A second-hand truck is still a car. I haven't ridden in my own car yet."
Ye Ying was very happy.
Usually, she could only hitch a ride from others. This time, it was different.
Her own car was different when she sat in it.
When she got home, her mother had already prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes.
"Uh, it smells so good. I haven't eaten mom's cooking in a long time."
Ye Ying put her backpack aside and sat at the table. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
"It's so delicious. Mom, how did your cooking improve so much?"
"This is delicious. It's amazing."
"It's all my favorite food. I'm so happy."
....
Ye Ying ate non-stop and talked non-stop. She almost never stopped.
"Ying, eat this pickled cabbage."
Ye Xiaochen had already served a plate of pickled cabbage.
When the pickled cabbage was served, Ye Ying was already drooling.
Because the aroma was too rich and tempting.
The other dishes on the table were also pleasant, but they were overshadowed by the aroma of the pickled cabbage.
"What kind of pickled cabbage is this? It smells so good."
Ye Ying sniffed, and a look of fascination appeared on her delicate face.
"Hehe, this is the super pickled cabbage that I, your brother, have painstakingly developed."
Ye Xiaochen said proudly.
"Then I'll have to try it."
Ye Ying immediately picked up a piece of bright red chili pepper.
This girl loved spicy food the most.
"Wow, it's so delicious."
Ye Ying quickly ate the chili pepper. Her mouth was full of fragrance. The sour and sweet taste was enough to make people infatuated.
She never thought that a sour chili pepper could be so delicious.
She ate pickled beans, pickled cucumbers, pickled carrots, pickled radishes, and so on.
Every dish had its own flavor. It was really memorable.
In the end, the entire plate of pickled cabbage was eaten by Ye Ying alone.
"Brother, I still want to eat."
Ye Ying looked at Ye Xiaochen.
....
PS: Third update. Where's the recommendation ticket?
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