Half an hour later, with the cooperation of An Yan and Zhang Qingqing, the two finally temporarily compiled a batch of order information.

Why is it temporary?

Because there are still customers who are sending messages, and two-thirds of their friends' requests have not been passed, and they are no longer at this moment. They must ship the orders last night first, otherwise the orders will be more and more backlogs.

Once the order is stored in large quantities, it is easy to make a mistake in later processing.

Therefore, An Yan usually tries to ship the orders that can be processed on the same day, and the orders received in the evening must be sent out within the next day, so that the orders that are not accumulated in large quantities.

"Okay, I'll handle the express delivery, and you can continue to process the messages on WeChat."

Listening to the phone's message prompt sound, An Yan's little heart increased the frequency, so she had to urge Sister Qingqing to deal with it as soon as possible. The feeling of lingering fear was too strong.

"Okay, if you need my help, just squeak."

The phone was restored to the vibrating mode of the message after Zhang Qingqing took over, so when he heard the phone keep ringing, Zhang Qingqing was also anxious.

Is this news? No, it’s all money!

So, Zhang Qingqing sat on the sofa, operating the phone with a focused look on her face.

An Yan took the checked customer information and began to sort out the products to be packaged. Before that, she had notified Aunt Chen and her husband to come to pick up the items.

Last night, fifty-seven customers placed an order, and a total of 171 rose balm were sold. In addition, thirteen customers paid to place an order this morning. When sorting out customer information, Zhang Qingqing took it away.

So, a total of 203 rose balms have been sold, and the remaining inventory yesterday was only 379, and if this shipment was delivered, there were only 176 left.

When An Yan thought that there were only more than a hundred rose balm left in the inventory, she couldn't help but feel anxious.

A few days ago, more than one hundred were still a lot for her, but now she can consume one or two hundred rose balm just by logging on WeChat.

But for her nowadays, a hundred sales volumes are nothing, and it may be consumed in just a few minutes.

An Yan felt a little drifty. Now she doesn’t even see the sales volume of 100. Instead, she is anxious that the inventory of 100 is too small and she feels insecure.

Tsk, this struggle day is really exciting.

After all the products were packed and taken away, it was around 11 o'clock in the morning, and An Yan hurried to the kitchen.

The whole room was filled with the aroma of stewed chicken with mushrooms. An Yan quickly steamed the rice, made another dish of fried phoenix tails with garlic, and specially made a slightly spicy dipping dish that could dip the boiled chicken and mushrooms.

"Yan Yan!!"

The sudden loud voice was so shocked that An Yan's hand holding the kitchen knife shook, but fortunately she didn't cut it down.

"Yan Yan...Where is Yan Yan?"

Hearing Liang Min's howls, An Yan hurriedly put down the kitchen knife and walked out.

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

Liang Mingang said hello to Zhang Qingqing. When he saw An Yan appear, he waved to her excitedly.

"Come on, there's a reversal on the Internet!"

"..." An Yan frowned slightly and walked to the two of them with a puzzled look on his face.

At this time, Zhang Qingqing had already taken out his cell phone and started to look.
Chapter completed!