Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1079 - 1059. Is the living expense enough?

Chapter 1079: 1059. Is the living expense enough?

Qin Yun’s face immediately fell.

He Kuang, however, knew how to live frugally and caught the key point at once, "So cabbages and radishes are only five yuan a pound? Then I’ll take one hundred pounds of each!"

He chuckled, "If the vegetables were really dozens of yuan a pound, I’d be reluctant to give them away — at five yuan, it’s no problem, I can give them away freely."

Qin Yun’s eyes lit up, "That makes sense! I’ll take that much too!"

Song Tan looked at Lun Chuan, clearly remembering that he wanted to buy some to give away, but he also turned to look at her, then smiled:

"Yes, I’ll also take 100 pounds."

Song Tan nodded, "Okay."

Listening to this conversation, Qin Yun glanced at the two of them, feeling that something was a bit strange...

"You guys seem to be having a very novel conversation," He Kuang concluded.

Lun Chuan, however, remained calm, "Can you still afford vegetables with this month’s living expenses?"

Qin Yun: ...!!!

He Kuang: ...Right in the feels!

But it didn’t matter! The two of them rallied: "Since we’re out with you, and coming to the Song Family’s place, my wife approved an additional twenty thousand yuan for shopping."

He Kuang modestly nodded — in any case, if they don’t use it all, they have to hand it back, so why not spend it freely!

Oh, they say apart from selling rights, they can earn one or two million a year just writing books. What kind of life are they living right now!

Looking at the single men around them, they started to feel a little spiteful. But thinking about the way the other lives alone... living...

Living a hundred times more freely than they are!

Damn it!

The two older young men sulked in silence.

Listening to their murmurs, Song Tan thought that even though Qin Yun and He Kuang looked ordinary, their minds were equally ordinary!

They ought to be content!

Now she led them to the field, "Radishes are 5.5 yuan a pound, radish leaves are two yuan a pound, cabbage five yuan a pound — if you plan to stay here for a few more days, I’ll have Uncle Wu leave some in the field, and you can pick them when you’re ready to leave."

Speaking of this, He Kuang asked, "Chuan Er, how many days are you planning to stay here?"

Lun Chuan thought for a moment, "I haven’t decided yet, it depends on my mom’s plan. But it won’t be more than a week, otherwise, I’ll have to get a cleaner to come to water my flowers at home."

A week...

The two of them savored lunchtime, now looking forward to the next six and a half days.

As they spoke, they already passed through the winding ridges and arrived at Grandma Wang’s vegetable field.

The big nephew was already munching on a radish he’d peeled, and a large cabbage nearby had its tender leaves picked off.

"How is it?" Song Tan asked him, "Is it still the same quality?"

The big nephew nodded, enthusiastically using his fruit knife to split the radish into pieces and handed them out one by one, "This vegetable field has been well taken care of, the taste is even slightly better than before."

"Really?" Song Tan became interested, stuffing radish into her mouth and nodding, "Not bad, not bad, this is a bit better... Then let’s raise the price by 0.5 yuan!"

There must be some competitiveness, right?

The big nephew: ...I shouldn’t have said a word!

But looking at the barely two thousand pound total here, he still nodded, "Alright, I can decide, let’s add 0.5 yuan — but not for the radish leaves! They’re all old."

Although the customers come back remarkably satisfied, but... saving even a penny counts!

As the two of them exchanged words, Uncle Wu’s eyes shone brightly, finding it hard to keep his mouth shut upon hearing about the price increase!

Until the big nephew gave him a quote, "Radishes are six yuan a pound, radish leaves two yuan, cabbage five yuan and fifty per pound. Hurry to clean up and weigh them, I still need to sell vegetables tonight."

Woah! There’s actually a six-yuan price!

Uncle Wu immediately nodded, "Alright, alright, alright! I’ll find someone right away!"

"No need to find anyone!" Song Tan pointed to the three big guys beside her, "They’ll give you a hand, and you can save a section of these radishes and cabbages to sell directly to them!"

She estimated the two edge spots, which could yield around three hundred pounds.

"Same price!"

"Alright, alright, alright! These are free! For your friends!" In Uncle Wu’s eyes, only the sky-high radish price of six yuan Song Tan negotiated for existed, how could he feel good about charging them now?

The seedlings were all provided by them!

"No need." Song Tan said honestly, "It’s still a few thousand yuan, don’t refuse, at most you can round it off, and just make sure to clean them nicely."

"Alright, alright!"

The other party nodded fervently, already preparing to fetch a few more baskets. Song Tan turned to Qin Yun and He Kuang with a smile:

"Come on, give a hand! Let’s pull up the radishes first; I’m afraid you won’t know how to chop cabbage."

She ended by glancing at Lun Chuan, looking at his white sweater and matching trousers, not to mention those shoes —

Who knows if they’re expensive, but remembering Qiaoqiao’s 3000 yuan shoes and looking at Lun Chuan’s face, Song Tan sighed, grabbed a basket, flipped it over on the ground:

"Come on, you take a seat, and when they pull the radishes, just cut off the radish leaves."

While Qin Yun was tugging on radishes, he looked up, "Huh? Why’s that! I can cut radish leaves too!"

Song Tan glanced at his outdoor jacket, "Your clothes aren’t expensive, right? Easy to wash in the machine. Let Qiaoqiao teach you how to use a washing machine at night!"

Then she looked at Lun Chuan’s clothes, "Besides, he’s injured! Needs more rest!"

Lun Chuan sat on the plastic crate, at this moment facing Qin Yun’s eyes, tilting his head slightly, then —

Smiling.

Innocent, harmless. He was just following instructions, how could he be wrong?

Qin Yun recalled that solid wood table leg being kicked broken the other day and looked at the supposedly injured Lun Chuan.

Alright, alright! Two freeloaders have no say, after all, it’s a looks-based world!

Next time, he must wear something fur!

But Lun Chuan still didn’t stay seated for long.

Because when he turned his head, Song Tan had already rolled up her sleeves and stepped into the vegetable field, pulling out radishes with incredible speed.

Under her hands, those green radishes seemed to be not rooted at all, lifting easily, quickly piling them up and lifting them right in front of Lun Chuan by reaching the radish leaves.

"Here, since we don’t have the kitchen knife yet, use this fruit knife first."

Lun Chuan: ...

He felt a bit uneasy sitting there.

After thinking, he stood up, "You sit here to sort the leaves, I’ll pull them out —"

"Sit down, sit down!" Song Tan quickly shouted, "The radish leaves need to be sorted, this kind of delicate work I can’t manage, you do it well!"

She turned to eye Qin Yun and He Kuang, "With the hundred-plus radishes, can’t the three of us pull them out? It’s a matter of moments!"

Indeed.

Seven or eight hundred pounds of radishes sound like a lot, but when it comes to pulling them out, it’s just over a hundred.

But Song Tan still had to remind him again, "Be careful, the radish leaves are rough, don’t scratch your hands."

Oh dear, with hands that fair and delicate, those rough radish leaves feel irritatingly prickly, and sensitive skin should be cautious.

Lun Chuan: ...