Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1088 - 1068. Year after year there is surplus.

Chapter 1088: 1068. Year after year there is surplus.

Luckily, Qiaoqiao doesn’t watch the barrage, so she didn’t follow such a frightening suggestion.

It was Song Tan, who just found some aprons and sleeve covers from the house, when she received a call from an unfamiliar number.

"Hello, is this Song Tan? This is from the City Office..."

She was overjoyed and quickly found Secretary Xiaozu in the crowd and pulled her out:

"The city government just called. They said the leaders will probably arrive around eleven, and we should prepare for reception."

Song Tan got enthusiastic: "Do you think the issue of our village’s electricity should be mentioned once he’s started eating, or after he’s full?"

Secretary Xiaozu had just breathed a sigh of relief—the old folks, seeing so many people, insisted she find a way to divide a pig to bring back, meanwhile, several of their grannies at home were eagerly waiting...

It was giving her a headache.

Just five pigs! Song Tan’s family is a bunch of foodies (including herself), where’s the extra one to share?

Even if there were extra, local officials are better than distant ones, isn’t it better to give a few more pounds to the leaders?

Old folks getting some specialties to take home would be a blessing, getting pork? No way.

Being pulled out by Song Tan, she was also relieved, and hearing this, she started pondering: "No rush, no rush, with so many people around, let’s wait until after they’ve eaten well and I’ll see if I can mention it in front of Director Li..."

When the leaders come, the city government’s Secretary Li will definitely accompany them, she has to wait for the right timing.

Thinking of this, she glanced worriedly at her own elder, but then felt at ease.

An 18th-tier city municipal leader has quite a difference in rank with her elder, shouldn’t recognize them.

As for Brother Xiaodu and the others, although their style is a bit noticeable, it shouldn’t immediately make people think of Jade Spring Mountain.

Hmm, stable!

Thinking this, she completely let go of her worries and quickly said:

"I’ll go contact people first, see what kind of reception they need there."

"But since they didn’t inform me as the secretary in advance, it should be a low-key visit, don’t worry, just having it lively is good."

"Also, tell your family to prepare a snack table or something, make it simple and nice, no need for other embellishments. Additionally, when the leaders arrive, their entourage will have cameras, tell Qiaoqiao to avoid live streaming that part..."

"And if someone asks sensitive questions..."

Secretary Xiaozu wanted to give a few words of advice, but seeing the enthusiastic crowd and the already set dining tables...

Well, no need to warn about this.

By 11 o’clock when the banquet was about to start, everyone’s mouths would be full, who would have time to talk?

As they were talking, they saw two cars coming down the road one after another.

The first to get out was the vegetable vendor Old Zhao.

"Wow! I came just at the right time!"

He happily ran over, looking at the black pig being bled, smiling from his eyes to his eyebrows:

"Good pig! Good pig!"

Then quickly came to Song Tan’s side: "Is the pig for sale?!"

Song Tan shook her head, while looking behind him—only to see another familiar person getting out of the other car.

But Old Zhao’s attention was not there, instead he nagged again: "Sell just one! Just one—if not, even half will do! Just name your price. I’ll pay 80 per pound!"

As soon as he said that, there was a snicker from behind: "80? How dare you even say that?"

Old Zhao’s eyebrows went up, turning around immediately.

Behind him stood a man much younger than him, dressed more stylishly, with a string of beads in his hand.

"Tsk!" Old Zhao was displeased: "Who are you?"

Doesn’t matter who you are, we were in the middle of a negotiation, why the meddling and mockery?

Song Tan couldn’t help but be helpless: "Oh! You two have different market targets, how did you manage to start an argument. Boss Chang, your earlier words were a bit impolite."

The one who arrived was Boss Chang, who had set out at dawn.

He furrowed his eyebrows sincerely: "Boss Song, I just got anxious."

"How can someone in business lower the price so much? For your pork, anything below three figures is out of the question, how can he even consider offering 80?"

Chang Letian sighed: "I was anxious, worried Boss Song might feel inclined to sell at a loss due to face—sorry, brother, I didn’t mean any harm."

Well, aren’t you being all subtle! Old Zhao’s nose nearly got out of joint with anger.

He also realized who this person was.

—The one with the surname Chang, with a foreign license plate, clearly the one who cut off most of his supply, what’s he called, Boss Bao!

Yes, that’s right! It’s Chang Bao!

Seeing Old Zhao also ready to retort, Song Tan quickly waved her hand: "Don’t argue, don’t argue! Regardless of the number, I’m not selling this pork this year."

"That can’t be!" Right away, both Boss Chang and Old Zhao got anxious.

"Name your price, I’ve come from afar and can’t go back empty-handed—let’s just say, with only so many people in your family, the pork can’t last. Five pigs, can’t even spare one for me?"

Old Zhao also looked at her eagerly: "It’s almost New Year, Fangyuan can’t get the New Year pig, can’t I leave some for her? Plus, my parents are getting older..."

Song Tan shook her head: "Really can’t."

She sighed, looking a bit melancholic: "Our family members, we all eat too much."

"The pork can’t be finished will be frozen, if not, made into something else, but it won’t last long anyway."

"You guys today, just eat as much as you want. But to buy, there’s truly none."

Upon hearing this, both who had eaten at Song Tan’s home before went silent.

If they had such meals, they’d be stuffed to the brim every time.

Now...

ε=(´ο｀*))) sigh!

"Alright!" Boss Chang could bend and stretch, and at this moment he solemnly said:

"Your chicken, duck, cattle, sheep, and fish, don’t forget me!"

This could be promised, though there are few chickens and ducks now, the scale will definitely be expanded early next year.

The cattle and sheep are in large quantities, Old Zhao couldn’t eat that much alone either.

It’s just...

"Is there a need for fish? Planning to catch some more fish later, but Boss Chang, your side is so far, the fish wouldn’t be fresh by the time they get there, no need."

"How wouldn’t it be fresh?"

Boss Chang got anxious: "We have technology now! Just let me know, and I’ll get a live-fish transport truck over, won’t that do?"

Song Tan: ...That’s really unnecessary, there aren’t that many fish in her pond either.

Who knew that as soon as she showed this intent, Boss Chang looked at her pitifully:

"Boss Song, because of insufficient ingredients, I’m even closing the business during the grand New Year. You name it, which restaurant doesn’t serve New Year’s Eve dinner—except for mine!"

"If you don’t share some fish with me, how can I have ’abundance every year’?"

His tone was earnest, extremely pitiful, nothing like a successful businessman. Old Zhao watched and could only admire—

The bigger the business, the thicker the skin!