Chapter 89 The kitchen at home was bombed

These public accounts have a huge readership, and the information spreads very quickly among students. Obviously, Jingchu pushed the orchard's news on these accounts, which is why he attracted students so quickly.

"How's it going, Brother Lin? This wave can attract a lot of customers for Uncle Lin, right?"

After Jing Chu helped pile the oranges at the stall, he looked at the endless stream of students coming to try the oranges and then deciding on the spot to make reservations to pick the oranges by themselves, and asked Lin Han with a smile.

"More than a lot, I feel like they are overwhelmed."

Lin Han also smiled and said:
"I told them to bring in more people, otherwise it would be a mess.

But it’s always a good thing. At least from the looks of it, there will be fewer oranges rotting in the fields this year than last year.”

"Rotting in the ground? Brother Lin, you underestimate us."

Jing Chu smiled and said:

“We are all ready. We just need to build up our reputation first, and then we can collaborate with other universities in the East China Sea and ask them to help promote the event.

In addition, members of our new media team have also begun to publish their works on the Xiaohongshu and Yinfo platforms that they operate.

I can’t guarantee anything else, but Uncle Lin’s oranges probably won’t be enough to sell this year.”

"You guys are so professional and efficient. I feel a little embarrassed."

Lin Han curled his lips:
"I originally wanted to invite you guys to do a team building, but in the end I ended up having to trouble you to work so hard to promote streaming for my second uncle's orchard."

"What's the big deal? After all, Uncle and Aunt are really good people, and they support us, so we are willing to help them.

If you change someone who plays tricks on us, we won’t even bother to say a word to him.”

Jing Chu smiled and patted Lin Han on the shoulder:

"Brother Lin, if you are really embarrassed, please come to our news department more often during this period.

The student union is going to recruit new members this year, so if you come to take charge, we can recruit some outstanding new members."

"You've helped me so much, how difficult is this?"

Lin Han smiled and said:

"I am currently working as a teaching assistant for Professor Jiang. I only need to attend classes for two days a week, and I am mostly free the rest of the time.

Whenever you need me, just call me."

"Okay, it's settled then."

Jing Chu smiled and nodded, pointing to a girl with short hair and glasses on the other side:
"She is Cheng Ling, the person in charge of the new media operations team of our news department. She has the detailed data of the appointment. Brother Lin, you can communicate with her and see how to arrange the handover later."

"Hello, Senior Lin Han."

Hearing Jing Chu point at her, Cheng Ling gave a polite and appropriate smile and waved the tablet in her hand at Lin Han.

"Come over and talk?"

"it is good."

Lin Han nodded and took the time to send a message to Jiang Mengyan:

[Today, the juniors and seniors in the News Department helped to push the live broadcast of my second uncle's orchard. Many students wanted to make an appointment to pick fruit. I will check the number of people and data here first. It may take me a while to go back. Can you order some takeout at home first? ]

Not long after, Lin Han's phone vibrated twice:
[Don't worry, I won't starve. It's great that my second uncle's orchard can be sold. You don't have to worry about me. Just focus on your own things, Bobo.]

Finally, there is a cute sweet bunny expression.

Lin Han couldn't help but smile.

Putting the phone back in his pocket, Lin Han started to check the number of people with Cheng Ling.

The thirty boxes of jelly oranges for tasting were quickly sold out, and the number of reservations reached a terrifying number of nearly a thousand.

Taking into account the actual carrying capacity of the orchard, Lin Han had no choice but to ask Cheng Ling to close the reservation channel, first divide the number of people who have paid for the reservation, and promised to open the reservation channel on the official account later.

The students who were standing around and missed the opportunity dispersed with some regret.

After arranging the next day's train, the number of people booked, the passenger transport, and his uncle's arrangements, Lin Han breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, this wave of reservations alone should be enough for his uncle's orchard to turn a profit this year.

You know, last year the fruit produced in the orchard was sold at a low price and didn't even sell for 30,000, which meant that we didn't make any money but still lost money.

But now, the number of tickets reserved alone has exceeded 60,000.

This is because he was worried that his second uncle would be too busy, so he deliberately controlled the number of people entering the park every day.

Otherwise there could be more.

Jing Chu's fellow students from the News Department have helped so much, so Lin Han naturally wouldn't let them work for nothing.

After helping to clean up the garbage near the stall and closing the stall, Lin Han specially topped up 2000 yuan into Jing Chu's meal card and asked him to take the younger students in the news department to buy some snacks and eat something delicious.

However, he did not stay for dinner, but went back early.

After all, he is different from these younger classmates. He has a family.

My wife is waiting for me at home, so I can’t fool around outside.

Thinking that he had been busy all day and did not bring Jiang Mengyan with him, Lin Han deliberately went to the snack street behind the school on the way back. He brought some sour dried apricots and sour candies that Jiang Mengyan particularly liked now, and also bought some fruits.

After returning home with a lot of bags, Lin Han just opened the door and was about to call Jiang Mengyan's name, but before he could say anything, he sniffed and frowned suddenly.

Why is there such a strong burnt smell?

Could it be that there was a power leak somewhere in the house and the fire started?
Jiang Mengyan was sleeping, didn’t she smell it?

And at this moment, he heard Jiang Mengyan scream "Ah".

Not caring about anything else, Lin Han threw the things in his hand aside and rushed in without even taking off his shoes.

"Meng Yan, Meng Yan?!"

Lin Han shouted as he rushed inside.

The burnt smell became stronger as he approached the kitchen. Lin Han pushed open the kitchen door without thinking.

Then he was shocked to find that Jiang Mengyan was holding something in one hand and was hiding it behind her at a loss.

"Don't come over here, get out!"

She frantically waved the spatula with her other hand, trying to drive Lin Han out.

Lin Han clearly saw that her fair little face was covered with tar from somewhere, and it was black and sticky.

The apron she was wearing was also splattered with oil stains.

Looking at the eggs that were smashed to pieces and the charred unidentified objects piled in the kitchen waste bin, Lin Han immediately understood what had happened.

There is a fire in the house.

This was clearly Jiang Mengyan's failed attempt to blow up the kitchen again.

"You...you hurry out. I know I made a mess in the kitchen. I will clean it up myself."

Seeing Lin Han's expression change from panic to understanding, Jiang Mengyan knew that he had fully understood what had happened here. She blushed and urged Lin Han to leave in a low voice.

"The kitchen is my battlefield. How can a soldier drive out the general?"

Lin Han not only did not retreat, but smiled and took two steps forward, extending his hand towards Jiang Mengyan:

"What's hidden in the back? Hand it over."

".don't want."

Jiang Mengyan shyly hid her hands behind her back, shrank back and turned her head to the side.

"Do I do it myself or do you hand it over?"

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(End of this chapter)