Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1099 - 1077. All Heartbeats

Chapter 1099: 1077. All Heartbeats

The first to be overwhelmed was Luna Chuan, who was closest to the kitchen.

No exaggeration, at the moment the aroma spread, her saliva started secreting immediately.

Come on! It’s Pork Lard Residue!

Even buying a piece of ordinary pork fat from the supermarket to make some lard residue, who can swear they won’t taste a nibble?

And what’s more, it’s the pig from Song Tan’s Home, fed with grains and allowed to roam a small hill as they please!

The lard residue is bubbling in the pot, and everyone’s mouth is watering! Even Wu Lan eagerly put down the garlic sprouts:

"I’ll go in and take a look."

The eldest aunt and Lun Jing stared at her eagerly, their gaze piercing.

The only one calm there was Grandma.

It’s not that Grandma has strong self-control, but she’s old, her sense of smell and taste are not as sharp anymore, she’s slower to react than others.

Lun Chuan had just followed instructions to bring out the fried fish pieces from the warehouse and stood at the entrance, his feet glued to the spot.

Sometimes, resisting temptation really isn’t a matter of strong will!

The kitchen door was open, and the aroma continuously streamed out from there. The kitchen chimney was positioned just perfectly by the side of the outer yard.

The faint smell lingering from the pig slaughtering earlier was now nowhere to be found thanks to everyone’s efforts.

Only warm vapor filled the air, along with everyone’s awe at the fat pig.

And just when the pork was about to be completely butchered, at this awkward time past 10 a.m., everyone was caught at that stage between hunger and not, when suddenly a rich fragrance wafted in...

Oh my!

The pork butcher, who was cutting meat from the last pig, suddenly picked up a piece of pork fat next to him, eagerly looking at the people around him and asking:

"Do you think I can buy this pork fat for myself? Will Lao Song’s family sell it?"

The others also longingly stared at the white pig fat, and as they were about to offer some comforting words of "victory through self-delusion," Qiaoqiao suddenly shook her head furiously:

"No selling, no selling! Sister said we won’t sell even a bit of the meat this year!"

"Pork fat won’t be sold either; this lard we’re making is for our family’s long-term consumption!"

At this moment, the only thing not affected was probably the chat comments.

[What’s up, what’s up? Why is everyone standing still?]

[Hey, hey, hey, what did everyone see? Why is everyone’s neck stretched longer than when watching a drama!]

[Ahhh, I heard them say it smelled so good... What smells good? Braised pork? Ahhh, I want to eat it!!!]

[Someday when I’m doing well, I must buy a phone capable of smelling scents!]

[Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Why am I not the one who was randomly chosen?!]

As for the few cars that had just arrived, truthfully, even the most vigilant among them, Brother Xiaodu, was not paying attention now, wishing only for his eyes not to blink!

One eye fixed on the kitchen, the other on the old man nearby who was restless.

Lao Zhu was almost losing his mind!

What’s going on? What’s going on? Weren’t they here to help? Old and young added together makes ten people, can none of them go into the kitchen?

Never mind anything else, why aren’t they letting us taste the lard residue? They’re all healthy, great appetite, perfect condition to eat Pork Lard Residue!

Despite his age, his dentures wouldn’t affect him!

...

And at this moment, the leader had just set foot on the ground, already conflicted.

If he doesn’t get out of the car, the aroma isn’t too intense, yet it’s incredibly tempting.

Once out of the car... after all, he needs to maintain his image, how dare he take deep breaths!

The leader had his constraints, but Secretary Wang was already tilting his head upwards—this was so correct, the decision to come was spot on! Otherwise, how would he have known that it was possible to eat such great pork here!

So fragrant! Really so fragrant!

To match the leader’s schedule, Secretary Wang had breakfast at five in the morning, now truly struggling to resist his rumbling stomach!

Pork lard residue fresh from the pot sprinkled with a little salt directly into the mouth, a satisfying crunch, hitting fatty meat that’s slightly soft and chewy, encountering meat skin needing extra chewing...

Or save the lard residue, later fry it with finely shredded radishes, perfect combination of pork lard’s richness with radish’s crisp freshness...

Don’t dare to imagine, don’t dare to imagine!

Just a little imagination, and Secretary Wang’s mouth started watering!

Looking back at the leader, he had gotten out of the car too.

Now standing there with reserved modesty, face showing no trace of happiness or anger. But in those subtle actions known only to Secretary Wang, there’s all the excitement!

Secretary Wang gritted his teeth, deciding to take a risk—

"Why don’t you wait? I’ll go to the kitchen and ask."

It wouldn’t be a problem to grab a few pieces to try, right?

However, the people in the two cars in front moved even faster, already springing into action!

Leading was a familiar face Zhu Xin, a natural people-person, before his body arrived, his voice reached first:

"Oh my gosh, how is it so ridiculously fragrant! What’s going on! Song Tan! Aunt, Uncle! How could you sneakily eat such good stuff at home, you’re driving me crazy with cravings..."

Behind him, two firefighters breathing in the rich aroma followed Zhu Xin’s path all the way crossing large basins of pork, steaming pig intestines, and neatly butchered pig trotters and ribs...

The two exchanged a glance, with just one thought running in their minds—

[If the food humans eat is so fragrant, the bones the dogs gnaw on wouldn’t be bad either, right? Had we known earlier, we should have brought all the dogs over sob sob]

Another day less fortunate than a dog.

The equally bewildered armed police brothers didn’t know what expression to make.

Truthfully, they had received professional training, and simply wouldn’t drool.

Unless something is really aromatic.

And coincidentally, the allure of pork lard residue belongs to the pinnacle of coarse processed ingredients!

...

And Zhu Xin’s chatter was evidently his calling card.

Song Tan felt his head buzzing the moment he heard the voice, quickly rushing into the kitchen, closing the door, in one fluid motion.

However, once he regained his composure, he found quite a few people already standing in the kitchen.

To say the least, Lady Tang and Professor Song were already guarding the stove, while Qi Lin and his companions were wholeheartedly regretful—

If only Tantan had let them smell the fragrance of pork lard residue earlier, would they even need to consider where to work?

Lao Song’s family is their home!

Boo hoo hoo... now only the hilltop cafeteria is left, just thinking about it makes them hate themselves...

Besides them, there was Wu Lan’s aunt and Lun Jing.

When Song Tan looked over, the vegetable picking team was already stuffing a tiny piece of lard residue into their mouths! Seeing her gaze, Lun Jing blushed first and awkwardly said:

"I just wanted to try... sprinkles of salt make it delicious."

Song Tan: ...

What could she say?

"If you like it, eat more. If you like it, I’ll pack a jar for you when you leave."

This is Lun Chuan’s mom, after all! They were already planning to give them dozens of pounds of pork to take back, so packing a jar of lard is only fitting.