Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 221 - Chapter 221 221.Honey Heat_1

Chapter 221: 221.Honey Heat_1 Chapter 221: 221.Honey Heat_1 Master Zhang’s hand sank when he took the bowl of rice, and then he looked at the mountainous pile of rice in it and let out a little sigh:

“Oh dear, why serve so much! I usually eat only half of this…”

Hey, these days everyone who comes to eat says the same thing, and Song Tan has gotten used to it.

Otherwise, how could it be so easy for Zhang Yanping to deliver meals? One person counts as three boxes, all piled up by the pond, and there’s never any left over.

Many people complained that three portions were too much and it was stuffing them, and when he asked, “Should we order first before I deliver next time?”

Everyone again waved their hands quickly: “No, no need, three portions is fine…”

But after all this time, it’s hard to tell whether it’s the daily sight of empty buckets driving their obsession, or the two meals a day that they can’t help but look forward to.

The true nature of humans is to fall for something once they’ve had it, and Song Tan is very aware of this.

“It’s okay,” she also said with a smile, “Master Zhang, after you finish, I’ll serve you more.”

Initially, she planned to cultivate the rice seedlings well, as selling one of the two rice harvests could make some money. But now, it seems questionable whether there’ll even be enough for her own family to eat!

However, seeing the smiles on the faces of Song Sancheng and Wu Lan, as well as the serious little expression on Qiaoqiao’s face next to them, she felt all the effort was worth it.

Although, apart from circulating Spiritual Energy at night to rush the production, she didn’t seem to put in that much effort…

Meanwhile, Zhao Fangyuan was hunched over a large bowl, stuffing his face with rice, cheeks bulging, and added one more thing:

“In the future, when your farm gets bigger and you need to build something, don’t forget me! We can negotiate the design fee again–just include a meal, and I’ll be there.”

After thinking for a moment, he added, “And if you open an agritourism business, please remember to let me know. I have money.”

This eager-to-spend-money attitude almost made Song Tan reconsider the design fee with him.

But considering Zhao Fangyuan’s efficiency, it’s likely that the blueprints will be ready soon.

Since the vegetables are not yet mature on a large scale, they must hurry to get the house built.

But this means that the financial settlement cycle will be tighter.

Song Tan calculated that what can be sold now and in a few days were basically scallions, garlic, cilantro, and Jingjie herb.

A piece of ginger was also planted; its fine stems grew tall and strong like reeds, but the ginger underneath was clearly not yet mature.

So, after this batch is sold, at most there would be only Chinese cabbage left.

If the Chinese cabbage is grown well, each acre can yield about 4,000 pounds. Song Tan estimated that her family’s yield would certainly not be less.

Due to its short growth cycle, two acres were planted with Chinese cabbage. The vegetable garden at her grandparents’ house was specifically used for seedling cultivation, planned to be harvested in succession.

Though transplanting costs more in labor than sowing broadly and then thinning the seedlings, it has the advantage of higher efficiency.

Eight thousand pounds from two acres, at most, would only bring in 160,000 yuan.

Those four kinds of herbs, since they’re sold in small bundles, would have a higher price. But all of those combined barely cover an acre, and even if you include the half-acre of leeks and speed up their growth, it’s a stretch to say it’ll bring in just 300,000 yuan…

Combined, building such a large farmhouse–and looking at Zhao Fangyuan’s design, with a three-story main building and large floor area–

Even though building a house in the countryside is more cost-effective than through a developer, these days the cost of bricks, stones, and wood keeps soaring. Plus, the essential facilities for the house can’t be skimped on, and the quality has to be ensured…

No matter what, it’s going to cost over a million yuan!

So what does she have in her coffers now?

Thanks to those cycles of chives harvested in quick succession… ah no, thanks to the fishing uncle, she could count on almost 200,000 yuan, including her original savings.

And as more people start working at home, the cost of wages also needs to be accounted for…

While she was mulling this over, her phone rang again:

[Friend introduced by Lun Chuan]: Hello, do you still have honey? How much is left?

Song Tan’s spirits lifted: A major customer has arrived!

She quickly turned to ask Qiaoqiao, “Qiaoqiao, how much honey do we have now?”

Qiaoqiao didn’t hesitate:

“Forty-three bottles!”

Then she looked at Song Tan with expectation: “There’s so much pollen recently! They are heavy with it every day. In a few days, Qiaoqiao can harvest the honey again. Are we going to teach the kids this time too?”

“Of course, of course.”

Song Tan nodded repeatedly: “This is yet another venture for Qiaoqiao; you’re working a part-time job, which is very impressive. You must teach with even more care.”

“Alright then.”

Qiaoqiao sighed reluctantly, not really fond of these students whom she couldn’t see or touch.

But since her sister had said so, and she indeed was working hard at her part-time job, she might as well put in more effort.

Even if the students were slow, she would teach them over and over until they got it.

Meanwhile, Song Tan was calculating: Forty-three bottles, plus the ones already opened at home–no need to hold back stock.

She sent the number over, and the other side didn’t hesitate:

[I’ll take them all. However, please send them to different addresses. Each bottle will have its own address, which I’ll compile and send to you later.]

Since she wasn’t paying for shipping, Song Tan was of course happy!

Now dealing with a major client, it was rare for her to show such eagerness:

[Thank you for your support! When the peaches in the orchard ripen in July, I’ll send you a gift.]

No more than that.

The peaches from her orchard had consumed so much Spiritual Energy, they were bound to be in short supply when the time came. The same went for the honey–if maintaining Spiritual Energy-fed bees was so easy, right?

Over in Imperial City, Lun Chuan glanced at the message on his phone and sighed.

The few bottles of honey given away in the last promotional raffle had indeed generated quite a buzz.

Of course, only among his circle of readers.

In reality, he hadn’t given away many–just ten bottles, two of which went to his editor. Another two were given to Lun Jing–after all, when you’re not drinking it, a bottle seems like a lot, but when you do, you could almost hug it and guzzle it down with water.

The ones she had taken before were gone in no time, leaving only six to be raffled off in the readers’ group.

Truth be told, the readers weren’t particularly concerned about the gifts. Honey could be bought anywhere nowadays. The quality was more or less the same everywhere. What mattered most was the updates, the updates!

But!

As loyal fans who had followed him all along, it wouldn’t feel right not to open their prize, take a photo, and show off, would it?

Since it’s already opened, trying a bit with a spoon shouldn’t be overdoing it, right?

So…

[Please, author! Can you tell me where you bought the honey? I’ll rush there on an overnight train!]

[Who can understand the suffering of constipation? I’ve been constipated for as many years as I’ve followed the author’s books; now after chugging three jars of honey water… you have no idea how awesome, how comfortable, how relieved I feel right now! Honey! I need to stock up!!!]

[No way, you guys are hyping up a bottle of honey this much… Look at this one on the left, brought from an organic farm overseas, over eight hundred per bottle, and the one on the right won from the raffle–so tell me, where is this honey from? Quick, give the link!]