After lunch, Jiang Xinyu hurriedly went to the post office.
This was a letter to Qiao Jingyi. She really thought Yao Shimin was a good person.
Seeing that it was still early, she went to the supply and marketing cooperative to find She Xiaoyun.
"Xinyu? What brings you here?"
"I went to mail a letter. Came by to see you. Has the sweet flour sauce arrived yet?"
"It'll be delivered on Wednesday. Ordered forty pounds."
"Not much, with so many of us, everyone needs to get a share. I still need Brother Ding to help order more chili and garlic."
"That's Brother Ding's specialty. On Wednesday, I'll have it delivered directly to your home."
"Great, saves some effort."
"Wait a moment, there are peaches and apples here for you to take home for the kids."
"Master Shang already bought some. There's no time to make peach preserves this year."
"There are, there's still autumn peaches. They'll be delivered tomorrow. I'll have him send them to you."
