Rebirth as the God of Cooking in Japan

December 23, eleven o'clock in the morning.

"In one hour, the goods will be on the shelves." Isshiki Hui paced around in circles in the farm office, raising her hand from time to time to check her watch.

Hey!

Issehui stood in front of the window and looked at the glass house in the center of the farm. Over there, Xia Yu changed into a work outfit, went in and out, moved flower pots, and transported fertilizers. It was estimated that he was tinkering with new crops. Look at his leisure. With the appearance of humming a little tune, Isshihui admired from the bottom of her heart, "The lecturer is really confident!"

Thinking about it carefully, this young lecturer really has confidence in relying on.

Not to mention other imaginary things, look at his hard advertisement on Twitter and Weibo, a group of fans’ comments about buying, buying and buying, although there are so many ridicules, even one-tenth of these fans, oh no As long as one percent is willing to pay real money for support, the 20,000 bottles of "Snow Girl with Seven Colors" will be sold out in one day.

For the appeal of such consumption, Isshihui can't help but yearn for it. In comparison, the appeal of Yuanyue Shijie is really weak.

"Everyone opened the web page in front of the computer, right?"

Pulling back his thoughts, Isshiki sat at the computer desk, as an administrator, checking the status of the products on the backstage of the online mall. After a while, he clicked with the mouse, and the empty Xia's mall will hang the first product.

Of course, not only the "Snow Girl of Seven Colors," but during this time, Isshihui has made good preparations, and other specialties of dried vegetables and fruits will surely be well received.

Approaching 12 noon.

Jixingliao.

"Let’s start snapping up!" Yoshino Yuuhime stared at the laptop screen, and the others gathered at the lobby table with their laptops. Maki Morita joined in the excitement and caught a glimpse of everyone eager to grab it. With a smile at the corners of her mouth, she saw it faintly from the corner of the Jixingliao dormitory. The products of "Snow Girl of Seven Colors" might have a social effect.

Just listen to Dawu Aoki grabbing the mouse and shouting: "Why haven't it started yet? Come on, I miss my Xuejiang, I want to see her again!"

"Your snow sauce?"

Sato Shoji, with a golden back, was right next to him, and shouted uncomfortably: "Xuejiang is mine!"

"what?!"

As a result, the muscular brothers started their daily physical entanglement.

Upon seeing this, Maki Morita pursed his lips and chuckled secretly.

Snow sauce?

Yesterday Isshiki Hui brought back two bottles of "Snow Girl of Seven Colors" to entertain the crowd. At the table, Maki Morita was stunned for a while when he heard such a name for the first time. Then, he felt that this nickname was very appropriate, which happened to correspond to the drink. The illusory and real Yuki Otome.Even if she is a woman, she still feels addicted and bends after tasting wine.

In short, a gentle call of snow sauce is enough to show the tasters' praise for "Snow Girl of Seven Colors".

Nagiri family house.

Today is a rare Sunday, and the whole family is in the living room.

Seeing Erina and Alice sitting across the table, nervously operating the computer, Senzaemon, who had just returned from outside, glanced at his granddaughter strangely, "Is this playing a game?"

Nagiri Zongwei and Leonona were also there, and said with a smile: "They are ready to rush to buy Lecturer Xia's latest masterpiece."

The two women did show their support with actions.The price of yen is nothing to the wealthy daughter, it is a rare thing.

"What about you?" Senzaemon asked.

The couple looked at each other, and Nagiri Zongwei said: "Well, don't worry about this, let them go snap it up, if it's out of stock, it's a big deal, go straight to the door and ask Lecturer Xia for two bottles."

At this moment, Alice's voice filled the living room.

"It's 12 o'clock!"

"Oh oh oh oh, got it, place an order, hey! Why is the webpage unresponsive?!" He said in a daze.

Erina also looked up, a pretty face flashed angrily, and couldn't help but whispered: "What's the matter with this website, the server has crashed? It's more broken than the campus network, no, I have to ask Yishi, he supervises it. The website is built!"

Di di di di di di di di di di di di di di di.

At the same time, in the farm office, Isshi Huifa looked at the phone ringing constantly on the table, then looked at his computer screen, an unresponsive browser, cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"what happened?!"

The sudden unexpected situation made Isshihui flustered, and for the first time, his mind was full of thoughts.

Website system problem?

It shouldn’t be. Isshiki Hui commissioned a complete set of website programs and used interpersonal relationships to find a large company in the industry. The entire set of services was paid for 5 million yen, plus space and servers, and the construction investment of Xia’s Farm Mall. It's definitely an e-commerce website above the middle level. It shouldn't crash as soon as the product is on the shelf. The front is fine...

Yishihui couldn't figure it out. At this moment, there was a telephone call from the office landline.

"Director, the traffic is too big and the website crashed!" The technician who had been hired reported, "We are thinking of a solution..."

Listening to the flustered background sound on the other end of the phone, it is not difficult for Isshihui to imagine that this technical team has only formed a few days, I am afraid it is also an ant on a hot pot.

"I hope you don't make a joke!"

Putting down the receiver of the phone and muttering, Isshihui couldn't help but glance at the glass room. The lecturer was still hoeing flowers and shoveling grass leisurely. Would you like to tell him the news?

The continent on the other side of the ocean.

Shang Hai, Tang's mansion.

Tang's daughter, who had returned to China from Dongying, seemed calm when the page crashed. She seemed to be used to unresponsive shopping websites. She opened and closed repeatedly. Finally, the order was successfully placed and she jumped to the payment page.

"Yeah~"

Tang Yuqiong paid with a credit card, and said with joy: "Fortunately, I expected it would collapse. I can grab one bottle out of 20,000 bottles, so luck!"

Then she wrinkled her nose and looked at the order logistics information, "Which international logistics company do they cooperate with? Do overseas orders go to DHL or international post?"

"Also, credit card payment is quite troublesome, why didn't wechat and alipay channels open?"

Glancing at the bottom left corner of the screen, roughly a quarter past 12 noon.

The webpage suddenly stopped. Tang Yuqiong tried to return to the homepage of the mall. Beep, she jumped directly without a trace. However, she looked at the only product "Snow Girl of Seven Colors" hanging on it. She was surprised: "Why are there a few bottles left?! "

Wiping his eyes, confirming that the inventory numbers were correct, Tang Yuqiong refreshed the web page subconsciously. When the page appeared, the numbers in the inventory column simply became a big zero!

"This is only 15 minutes!"

Tang Yuqiong couldn't help but exclaimed, and Tang Yuqiong was also frightened by the rush of local tyrants. "At least 9,998 yen, almost six hundred soft coins, and there is no free shipping outside of neon... Do these guys pay without blinking? "

After speaking, stick out your tongue.

It seems that she didn't look at the details of the order.

Within a quarter of an hour, the website resumed unblocking, and Yisehui looked at the reminder of the replenishment system that popped up in the background, dumbfounded, "20,000 bottles, sold out?"

Look at the background.

There are densely packed orders, and most of the orders are in the words paid and are waiting for shipment.

I didn’t have time to digest the shock. Yishihui’s hands trembled, and in the background, she clicked the mouse and put on the shelves more than ten follow-up specialties, such as the pickled "banana cucumber", which has a shelf life of one year, such as the dried "bacon leaves." One slice is a big bag. It looks like a vegetable, but it tastes like bacon. It must be well received.

The product introduction of these dried fruit and vegetable snacks, the copy wrote:

"The most natural ingredients from Xia's Fantasy Farm, green, fresh and tender, are made by the dehydration process of vacuum low temperature oil bath, it is really awesome, light processing retains the true color of the ingredients (original flavor)..."

With text description and close-up pictures of dried fruits and vegetables, God knows how much effort the Yisehui team has spent.Isshiki believes that tourists who click into the product page will be attracted, and can't help but place an order to buy some and try it back. After all, the price is quite affordable.

Except for the "Snow Girl of Seven Colors".

These small snacks with native ingredients can also support the Xia's Farm Mall.

Of course, there are still too few types of snacks.

"The ranch is under construction. According to the lecturer's plan, we will soon be able to cultivate fantasy livestock, and in the future we can introduce fantasy-flavored meat preserves, such as beef jerky and pork preserves. In addition to meat, fantasy dairy products are also a major force. ......" In Yishihui's eyes, a flame of ambition burned.