Jiang. Always Eating. Cheng really went home with the foreign trade master.

But she didn’t go empty-handed, nor did she go alone.

Director Lian accompanied her.

The master’s surname is Jin, and his cooking skills aren’t bad, but definitely not good enough for Jiang Cheng to follow him home just for that.

The reason Jiang Cheng came is because she tasted the master’s jam.

Jam is definitely a luxury in this era.

People can hardly afford fruits, let alone have extra to make jam.

But the master’s daughter loves it, so he makes a batch of apple jam at this time every year.

The master’s jam is the best Jiang Cheng has ever tasted.

From the first bite, Jiang Cheng thought: This recipe could become a jam brand....

Wouldn’t that be something!

In Europe and in the Western countries on the M side, every country eats jam.

So, she came for that.

Currently, Hua Xia doesn’t have the conditions for mass production, but in a couple of years, when the policies change and farmers start planting for themselves, there will be opportunities.

Therefore, it’s better to make connections early.

Master Jin has a family of three, which is rare in this era.

His daughter is ten years old and has a leg condition.

She had polio when she was little, leaving some aftereffects.

But the girl is very cheerful, showing how well her parents treat her normally.

Jiang Cheng stayed at Master Jin’s house for about an hour and a half and exchanged contact information with the girl, because Jiang Cheng told her she has a little sister named Shen Yue.

The two could become pen pals and exchange letters.

The girl was very excited about having a pen pal, and Master Jin was happy as long as his daughter was happy.

Master Jin saw Jiang Cheng off and sent a jar of jam with her.

"Thank you, I just love this taste."

Jiang Cheng thanked him again before leaving with Director Lian.

Director Lian didn’t understand why Jiang Cheng came, but she felt she didn’t need to know.

That night, Jiang Cheng wrote down Master Jin’s address, contact details, and the taste of the jam in her notebook.

The next day, Jiang Cheng, who couldn’t show up openly, went to the foreign trade canteen early, waiting for yesterday’s interpreter.

Yesterday’s interpreter was Chen Guodong.

Chen Guodong came with a notebook and a pen.

Without any small talk, Jiang Cheng began teaching him about small stories and communication skills.

They communicated entirely in English, with Chen Guodong occasionally jotting down notes.

Three hours passed before Director Mu came to call Chen Guodong.

"It’s time for us to go."

Jiang Cheng stood up and cupped her fist, saying, "May you succeed."

Director Mu acknowledged with a sound and left with Chen Guodong.

Left alone, Jiang Cheng let her mind go blank, basking in the warm sun.

Director Yan came over again.

"Director Yan, you seem quite free?"

"No."

Director Yan smiled and said, "I’m just curious, what did you eat growing up?"

"Me? I guess munching on the seventy-two transformations."

Hearing the reply, Director Yan showed a helpless smile and asked, "Why do you seem a bit hostile towards me?"

"Is it that obvious? I’ve been trying hard to restrain myself."

Jiang Cheng cast a doubtful look at Director Yan and said seriously, "I just hold grudges slightly, nothing major."

Director Yan found himself at a loss for words by Jiang Cheng’s reply.

He shook his head, stood up, and formally apologized to Jiang Cheng.

"I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have jumped to conclusions when I didn’t know you."

Jiang Cheng suddenly smiled and waved her hand.

"It’s in the past."

Director Yan was at a loss for expression upon seeing Jiang Cheng’s magnanimity.

"Your grudge-holding needs some work."

Jiang Cheng displayed a meaningful smile, making Director Yan shiver.

She spoke slowly.

"I’m only doing it for Director Mu’s sake..."

Director Yan felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up, as if his deeply hidden thoughts were uncovered.

"You—you—"

"Stop you-you-ing, I don’t have the time to talk nonsense, finally giving my brain a rest today."

Hearing this, Director Yan felt a sudden wave of relief.

"Thank you."

The two shared a silent understanding and remained quiet for a while.

"Jiang Cheng, why is Rose so concerned about your presence?"

Jiang Cheng adjusted to a comfortable position and replied lazily:

"He has the mindset of a ruler; only when he feels a decision is his own will he be at ease to act."

"Put simply, his family ties are too messy, and he’s never experienced genuine sincerity, poor guy."

Jiang Cheng spoke lightly, hitting the nail on the head.

Yet, Director Yan understood the challenges involved.

She needed to anticipate Rose’s every move.

This is something not just anyone can do.

Director Yan sincerely praised, "You’re amazing."

"Of course!"

Jiang Cheng gave a confident smile, her little expression practically soaring.

Director Yan no longer interrupted her rest and quietly left to continue his work.

*

On the other side, Rose finally got to see other samples from the bamboo weaving and ceramic factories.

The bamboo weaving factory presented minimalist designs.

Some delicate woven baskets, perfect for foreigners as flower or fruit baskets, as well as gift baskets.

The bamboo weaving factory also had larger baskets, which looked exactly like laundry hampers in their country.

The most surprising items were coasters and placemats—daily items not seen used in Hua Xia, but common in their country M.

Meanwhile, the ceramics factory presented a set of dishes, perfectly aligning with foreigners’ dining sequences.

The elegance and simplicity of the dishes immediately caught Rose’s eye.

With translator Chen Guodong prepared, he began to explain.

"This set of plates features twelve designs, each corresponding to the language of a flower."

"The passion of roses, the shyness of lilies..."

Chen Guodong described eloquently, making the set of dishes appear even more splendid.

Each design revealed a huge business opportunity to Rose.

He even found it absurd.

Could the designer know him?

That’s impossible.

It was his first time in Hua Xia.

But from any angle, taking these goods back, he had many ways to make them bring him huge profits.

The afternoon negotiations went smoothly.

The bamboo weaving factory secured an order for 670,000.

The ceramics factory secured 860,000.

Rose happily signed contracts with them.

"Why are there several factories here?"

Rose pointed to a part of the contract inquiring, and the interpreter explained immediately.

"To meet your product requirements, we need extra manpower, partnering with several bamboo and ceramic factories to ensure quality and quantity in fulfilling your order."

Upon hearing this, Rose nodded approvingly.

Signing, advance payment.

When everything was done, the moon had already risen high in the sky.

Jiang Cheng had long since gone back to sleep.

Unable to find Jiang Cheng, Director Mu could only sigh: Such a relaxed mindset!

This sleep was probably only peaceful for Jiang Cheng, because with the matters settled, her mind could finally rest.

The others, however, were too excited to sleep.

The next day, Jiang Cheng woke up late.

Director Lian, who woke up at seven, sneaked out of the room without making a sound and stood guard at Jiang Cheng’s door.

Director Lu, upon seeing this, simply joined her in standing guard.

For nothing more than allowing the mastermind inside to rest.