Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1071 - 1051. Pig Brain

Chapter 1071: 1051. Pig Brain

January 9th, also the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month.

Early in the morning, Lun Chuan knocked on the door of the room next door.

Inside, the two were sleeping deeply, and no one answered.

It was obvious that arriving in an unfamiliar city after eight last night, having to wash up, eat, and rush to update, had exhausted them.

However...

Lun Chuan glanced at the hundreds of chat records on his phone and thought that those who wrote until midnight but chatted till three and even ordered barbecue delivery truly didn’t deserve to claim "hard work."

Just then, Lun Jing, hearing the noise, came out of her room: "Are we leaving now?" It’s only 8:30 on this winter morning, which is quite early, isn’t it?

Lun Chuan sighed: "I’d like to go, but they are still sleeping."

As for himself, after washing up last night, he wrote until after 9 PM and fell asleep by 11. This morning, he woke up before 7:00, got up to wash up, and even spent over an hour preparing drafts!

Time was even generously abundant.

Lun Jing: ...

She often felt like she was still young, probably because, unlike other older people who wake up early while children sleep deeply, their family had it inversely...

Yet, thinking about it, considering the navigation showed that driving to the village would take about an hour, leaving at this time was fine.

They had intentionally arrived early to see if there was anything they could help with, so as not to be inconveniently entertained amidst the day’s hustle and bustle.

So she hurriedly went back to her room: "I’ll pack the luggage. Why are you knocking on the door? Just call them directly."

Lun Chuan nodded but went back to his room and instead of immediately calling Qin Yun, to mention a few, he first sent a message to Song Tan:

[I’m already in Yun City. Is there anything needed from the urban area that I should bring over? Give me an address, and I can drive to get it for you. Conveniently, we have three cars here.]

[Map location]

Thinking about it, a big rural banquet must require some preparations! It never hurts to ask more.

Before long, Song Tan’s message came through:

[That’s great, I won’t be polite then!]

[There’s just one thing I wanted to trouble you with – my cousin went to pick up some people from the urban area yesterday, arranging both the car and the time, but the car we hired had issues this morning.]

[Three friends are already at the high-speed rail station, not too far from here. Could you help pick them up and drop them at the hotel?]

[Conveniently, the same hotel we booked for the guests.]

Since they’ve personally cooked for them, Song Tan felt they were already quite close, so when it came to asking for help, he wasn’t reserved at all.

And Lun Chuan was happy about it as well – having been a disturbance for a few days, he was glad to be of assistance.

So he agreed at once: [Alright, I’ll head out now and should arrive in about 10 minutes. The license plate number is...]

And Lun Chuan even considerately asked:

[I have nothing particular planned today, so if needed, I can stay at the hotel and help bring over anyone who arrives.]

[No need, no need!]

Song Tan quickly refused.

[Once you arrive, come straight to the house! There’s plenty of good food, and Qiaoqiao really wants to see you. As for the high-speed rail station, there were already three people who arrived yesterday, and I’ve arranged for a car for the remaining four.]

This time, Lun Chuan didn’t refuse. He simply sent a message to the two next door—

[Delicious food awaits ahead]

...

Because the original plan was to get up in the morning and head directly to Yunqiao Village, they hadn’t bothered to book a hotel last night. They just found a decent hotel near the high-speed rail station to stay at.

And now, from starting the car to reaching the exit, it only took about 10 minutes.

The three friends coordinated in a group chat, and upon seeing the Imperial City license plate, they couldn’t help but start chatting away the moment they got in:

"Dude, you’re here for the pig banquet too! Is our hotel far from here? Have you talked with Teacher Qiaoqiao about staying an extra day? I can pay for myself, no need for Teacher Qiaoqiao to spend!"

The one speaking was carefree and evidently had some savings, not concerned about the cost of this trip.

Another seemed a bit reserved, looking worried:

"I took 4 days of leave, costing me a salary deduction of 2000 yuan. I’ll be eating dirt for the rest of the month... But I’d regret it if I didn’t come!"

After all, Qiaoqiao’s livestream had not a shred of falsehood. Saying there were hundreds of thousands of fans, then there definitely were. Being one of the five picked from hundreds of thousands, he got selected. The spot couldn’t be canceled, nor transferred, so missing it would mean leaving it empty...

Thus, gritting his teeth, even with the year-end around the corner, he still decided to splurge!

Another one also looked pained, speaking as if he were attending a funeral: "Yeah, we’re all just workers. What’s your 2000 deal? Do you know how much my year-end leave cost me – I’m a finance guy!"

"What?!"

The other two were shocked: "Taking leave at year-end for a finance person? Are you not worried about your job?"

The guy proudly said, "I swore to my boss, if I get a chance to buy stuff here, I’d beg, shout, and even get him a share!"

"Damn... you can do that?!"

...

The down jacket placed on the passenger seat was Lun Chuan’s. He was driving, listening to the lively chatter behind him, unconsciously wearing a smile.

The next moment, someone in the back leaned over the seat’s backrest: "Brother, are you here from the lottery spot or from our leaderboard?"

"When did you arrive? Why did Teacher Qiaoqiao’s family arrange for you to pick us up? Are you an insider?"

Lun Chuan patiently replied, "I’m not among those with spots. I’m a good friend of Qiaoqiao’s and was invited by them."

"I arrived just last night. I was staying nearby, and this morning their family had a car issue, so as I was close, they asked me to help out."

"I’m not an insider; I also need navigation to find places."

He spoke neither too fast nor too slow, didn’t miss a single question of the chatterers, and they instantly accepted it, bringing up a new discussion:

"Driving from the Imperial City would take about 10 hours, right? Was it tiring? If I’d known, I would have driven too!"

"No way, driving is too tiring. I fear I might not manage the mountain roads well here. Qiaoqiao said there’d be car service, and the high-speed rail only takes two hours."

"I don’t even have a car yet..."

The three appeared quite young, the oldest perhaps not more than thirty, speaking with a naïve exuberance, presumably living comfortably well-off.

A rare opportunity to travel far, thinking of the wonderful days ahead, even Lun Chuan couldn’t help but feel his mood lighten:

"Driving was indeed a bit tired, but considering having my own car meant I could bring back more stuff when leaving and save all the high-speed rail and flight security checks, I still chose to drive over."

"But I don’t know if the things I want to buy will fit in the car – if they sell pork, who knows?"

At this statement, the three in the back were dumbfounded.

Especially the one whose travel was only supposed to take two hours; he angrily slapped his thigh: "I’m such a pig brain!"