Xin Jun worried himself sick for his brothers, and Seventh Uncle also worried himself sick for this group of foodies.
The food-grade plastic sealable bags that Song Tan bought were taken out. From fermented beans to watermelon sauce to pickled vegetables, everything was sealed in portions, focusing on convenience.
Some remaining lightweight dry goods were also taken out, organized one by one. Those worth sending were packed separately and boxed. Those not worth mailing had to be stuffed back into the boxes.
When everyone was about to set off, Song Sancheng pointed to the bags of rice stalks in the warehouse and asked, "Are we sending these? They're delicious."
Wouldn't everyone know this?
But now, with huge suitcases in hand, backpacks bulging, and personalized courier boxes in the yard...
Song Tan spoke up: "Why not just forget it? The items are too big, and shipping is by volume, it's not worth it."
"No, no, no!"