Fairy Gourd Farm

Chapter 65 Pierre

Pierre immediately widened his eyes, and asked Zhao Lei in disbelief: "What are you talking about, supplying me with emerald vegetables for a long time, this... can't be done!"

Zhao Lei couldn't help correcting the Frenchman's grammatical problem again: "It's impossible!"

"You're right, it's really impossible!" Pierre was right this time, nodding repeatedly to express his agreement with Zhao Lei.

"I'm so confused by you!" Zhao Lei put his hand on his forehead and said, "I can indeed supply you with emerald greens, so I'll ask you if you sell truffles or not!"

Pierre finally understood, and asked Zhao Lei curiously: "How can you do this?"

"Because I planted the emerald vegetables!" Zhao Lei said while taking out some vegetables from his backpack and said, "This is a sample, you can see if you are satisfied."

Pierre's eyes lit up when he saw these vegetables, and he stretched out his slightly trembling hand to gently stroke a tomato, as if an old pervert was stroking a girl's chest, Zhao Lei's goose bumps all over his body.

The Frenchman was completely unaware of this, and looked at the vegetables and muttered to himself: "My God, it turns out that these are emerald vegetables, as Mr. Jiang said. I am willing to eat!"

Even though these vegetables were all grown by Zhao Lei, Pierre's words made him a little unbearable, so he resisted the urge to vomit and asked, "Mr. Leclerc, have you decided yet?"

"Just call me Pierre!" The Frenchman suddenly changed his expression and said with a smile on his face: "Don't call me Mr. Leclerc, that's too alien!"

"Okay, you can call me Zhao Lei." Zhao Lei said with a smile, "How do you think about my conditions?"

The Frenchman immediately said: "Do you need to consider this? Of course I have no objection! But I don't have many truffles in my hand. How many do you want?"

Zhao Lei couldn't tell the exact number either, and after pondering for a moment, he said to Pierre, "Then give me three black and white truffles each!"

"Oh, my God, you must be joking." The Frenchman immediately shouted exaggeratedly: "Dear friend, do you know how rare white truffles are? I can only buy more than a dozen kilograms a year. You It takes three at once, it's too strong...it's difficult!"

"It's difficult for the strong!" Zhao Lei continued to correct the Frenchman's Chinese, and then asked with a frown, "Then how much can you sell?"

"Two pieces of black truffle, one piece of white truffle!" Pierre said earnestly: "I have authentic imported truffles here. The black truffles are guaranteed to be produced in France, and the white truffles are definitely from Italy. Except for me, the whole Xinwu You can’t find such a good truffle anywhere in the city!”

Since the Red River Restaurant was introduced by Jiang Zili, Zhao Lei believed Pierre's words, so he nodded slightly and said, "Okay, then I'll take these."

So Pierre quickly took Zhao Lei to the cold storage in the restaurant, carefully opened a box with a lock, took out two wooden boxes from it and said: "These two boxes contain two kinds of truffles. Truffles need to be used The soil of the original place is carefully wrapped, and then stored in an environment of about five degrees, only in this way can the original taste be retained to the greatest extent.”

Zhao Lei nodded secretly, remembering what the Frenchman said.Since he is going to cultivate truffles, it is also very important to learn more about them.

Pierre quickly took out the truffle and carefully handed it to Zhao Lei.The truffle is about the size of an egg, and looks a bit like a potato, with an uneven surface and a special fragrance.Black truffles are a dark brown close to black, while white truffles are a very pale yellow.If he hadn't checked a lot of information in advance, it would be hard for Zhao Lei to believe that this ordinary-looking ingredient is so expensive.

Pierre took out a food scale accurate to grams and weighed the two types of truffles.According to the price agreed by the two, the value of two black truffles is nearly 5000 RMB, and the price of white truffles is even more incredible, as high as more than 7000 RMB!
This also made Zhao Lei secretly sigh that the price of truffles is indeed frighteningly high.A piece of white truffle the size of an egg is actually about the same price as five hundred catties of emerald vegetables. If it can be cultivated successfully, it will undoubtedly be a good source of income.

In order to buy three truffles, Zhao Lei spent a total of more than 3000 yuan, which is equivalent to spending all the money he earned from selling vegetables to the Garden Restaurant a few days ago.

Fortunately, Zhao Lei now has more than one client, so it is not difficult to spend so much money at once.Thinking of the benefits that truffles can bring to him in the future, he felt that the more than 2 yuan was worth it.

Zhao Lei was also very happy to be able to buy two kinds of truffles from Pierre.He also kept his promise, signed a supply contract with the French, and will supply emerald vegetables to the Red River Bank Western Restaurant on time in the future.

In view of the particularity of western food, Pierre hoped that Zhao Lei could supply as much vegetables as lettuce, cabbage and cucumber which are suitable for salad.Zhao Lei didn't care about this, and agreed without even thinking about it.

Zhao Lei's quick answer made the Frenchman very happy, and he immediately gave him a warm hug, and said with a smile on his face, "You are really a good friend. From now on, if you need my help, just ask!"

Zhao Lei frowned and said, "Just don't hug me anymore, I'm not used to hugging men!"

"This is the way of expressing my feelings in my hometown!" The Frenchman laughed and said, "I think this is very good, and it just expresses the joy in my heart!"

Zhao Lei was too lazy to say anything to Pierre. After making an appointment with him for the first delivery, he hurried home to cultivate truffles.

After the familiar dizziness passed, Zhao Lei had already entered the calabash space with the truffle.He came to the oak tree which had grown many new leaves, and carefully chopped all three truffles into fine pieces.Then he scraped away the soil near the tree roots, and carefully sprinkled the cut truffles into the soil.

If Pierre saw Zhao Lei doing this, he would definitely think he was crazy.This is a truffle worth more than 2 yuan, but it was all chopped up and thrown into the soil. It is a waste of money!
In fact, Zhao Lei himself felt a little distressed, but thinking that if he did this, he might open up a new way of making money for himself, so he had no choice but to do so.

Next, Zhao Lei covered the truffle crumbs with a thin layer of soil, and called spring water to irrigate the whole land, and finally muttered to himself: "I have done everything I can, and the rest will depend on luck." It's..."

Now Zhao Lei only hopes that these truffles are mature enough. As long as the mycelia of these truffles can grow in the gourd space, they will be able to continuously harvest this expensive food material in the future.

While waiting for the truffles to grow, Zhao Lei still has many other things to do.The next day, he delivered vegetables to the Red River Bank Western Restaurant as agreed with Pierre.

(End of this chapter)