Yang Jiancheng reached out to take the woven bag and basket from Luo Qiao's hands, "Why is it so heavy?"
It was only after entering the kitchen that Luo Qiao spoke, "I'm preparing to go down south in a few days, so I brought some food for you to stock up on. The cold weather means it can be kept for a while."
Feng Shumin said, "You're going on a long trip again?"
Luo Qiao wrapped her arms around Feng Shumin's neck and said, "Yeah, I had someone collect a batch of tea leaves for me. I plan to turn it around before New Year's to make some profit. It's the first collaboration, so I need to go and see for myself."
Yang Jiancheng asked, "Can't they just send it over?"
Luo Qiao confidently poured herself a glass of water, "It's always necessary to go the first time, plus I need to check the quality of the tea. Moreover, I want to collect some herbs from the south; it's more reassuring to go there myself."