Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 329 - Chapter 329 329. Got eaten in the afternoon_1

Chapter 329: 329. Got eaten in the afternoon_1 Chapter 329: 329. Got eaten in the afternoon_1 Of course, this small pinch of tobacco, compared to the full bag, really wasn’t worth mentioning.

Lun Chuan thought for a moment, then simply grabbed another handful and threw it into the bucket on the balcony.

Then he turned on the faucet, and the rushing sound of water quickly soaked the tobacco. It floated and spread rapidly on the surface, resembling kneaded chrysanthemum petals, bobbing up and down, tinting the water in the bucket a slight yellow.

After filling the bucket with water and considering that there might be too little tobacco, Lun Chuan grabbed another handful to throw in, before carefully storing away this coveted pack of fine, golden flakes that others couldn’t even beg for.

By tomorrow evening, this bucket of steeped water would be just right for pouring into the electric kettle to spray the plants for pest control, making good use of it indeed.

After all, one couldn’t let down the young girl’s kind intentions.

The tobacco had served its purpose; he quickly grabbed a handful of white fungus and soaked it in cold water.

He had intended to soak some lotus seeds, saponin rice, and lilies as well, but feared that too many ingredients would overshadow the delicacy of the flavor… better not.

What followed was the chili sauce he was eagerly anticipating.

Upon opening the lid, a spicy scent assaulted him, and Lun Chuan couldn’t help but sneeze into a tissue before slowly adjusting to the hot and fragrant aroma.

He was pleasantly surprised to discover that these six bottles contained not just simple chili sauce but green pepper beef sauce.

There was even a thoughtful note stuck on the glass bottle: [Please consume within one month, best kept refrigerated]

Lun Chuan: …

Six bottles in a month?

Is he expected to eat it with every meal?

That is… excessively generous.

A smile played across his face, and in that instant, the lunch menu was quickly overturned in his mind; all he wanted was to devour two bowls of rice with the sauce.

But… wouldn’t this kind of sauce taste even better with hot, fluffy steamed buns, the juices possibly soaking through the bread? That must be particularly flavorsome, right?

Just the thought alone made his mouth water uncontrollably.

Lun Chuan resisted as long as he could, but his noisy stomach won over his reason; he pulled out a pair of chopsticks to have a taste–

Wow!

Spicy!

Stimulating!

Savory!

In that moment, all his past knowledge reduced to these feeble words. All he knew was the explosion of the chili sauce in his mouth, instantly inducing salivation. After a couple of chews, the unique texture of the chili gave an intensity that brought a flush of red to his cheeks.

Hisss! Wow!

So spicy!

But… so delicious!

He put on his hat and mask, and decided simply to head to the supermarket to buy some steamed buns to take home.

After all, despite his cooking skills, he had no intention of starting from scratch to make steamed buns for himself–he simply couldn’t wait another minute.

…

He hadn’t been to the supermarket much lately; in fact, apart from taking out the trash, he barely went out at all.

Now, stepping out all of a sudden, the sweltering heat of the late morning assaulted him, the blazing sun shining on him so fiercely that he felt an unbearable scorching sensation.

The supermarket was just at the entrance of his residential area, and as Lun Chuan walked out, he looked forward to the flavors of lunch.

At that moment, two young girls approached from the opposite direction. Instinctively, he stepped to the side–

In the early days after returning, the scars on his cheek and neck that couldn’t be concealed would often draw attention. Some timid girls would even let out a scream…

Lun Chuan himself didn’t mind, but the others were clearly embarrassed, flustered, and apologetic, repeatedly saying sorry…

So now, whenever he saw people, he instinctively turned to the side.

After all, standing at over 1.8 meters tall, with a commanding figure, he certainly did draw some attention.

The two girls, as expected, looked his way, but instead of the imagined fleeting glance, their gaze lingered on him.

Lun Chuan frowned and slowed his pace as he walked forward. Just as they passed each other, he faintly heard the other person’s whispery scream:

“Ahhh, look how white he is!!”

“Right! How can he be so white! And it’s not that pale kind of white, his skin looks amazing to the point of bursting, like jade, wuwuwu, I really want to touch it!”

“And his legs–so long! Darn it! Why do all the good skin and long legs have to go to stinky men! They should be on us girls!”

“Exactly… wuwuwu, how can he be so white…”

Lun Chuan: …

He was silent for a while, genuinely at a loss for what to feel about what he’d heard, and hurried away.

It wasn’t until he was about to enter the supermarket that he couldn’t help but look down at his own exposed arms–they did seem… to have become smoother than before, didn’t they?

As for being white, he chuckled to himself–it must be because he’d been staying out of the sun for so long, cooped up at home.

The variety of buns in the supermarket was vast, but Lun Chuan only chose the most basic white buns, costing 50 cents each, getting smaller day by day, not even as large as his palm.

Because they were in the chiller, they’d gotten a bit cold and hard.

He didn’t mind, since in the presence of Song Tan’s ingredients, any food seemed mediocre.

At the moment, he was carrying a bag of buns back home, heated up the water, and first thing, he put them in the steamer.

Over here, the white fungus had soaked and expanded quite a bit.

He took out a pair of scissors, intending to trim the roots a bit.

However, the small, bouncy clusters of white fungus floating in the water mesmerized Lun Chuan, and after much deliberation, he simply couldn’t bring himself to cut them.

In the end, he only made a symbolic snip where the roots were darker.

Still, they were a bit hard to the touch, and needed to soak for another hour or two. Lun Chuan, as impatient as he was, had to put them back into the water–

He could just have them as an afternoon snack.

It was then that his phone suddenly lit up with a series of messages from his editor, Yun Feng–

[Where’s your update?]

[Aren’t you supposed to update every day at 11 a.m.?]

[You scoundrel, write! Don’t leave us hanging at such a crucial point!]

[Damn it! I am your editor, I advise you not to keep me in suspense! Otherwise, I really will kneel down and beg you!]

[Please, write quickly!]

In just three minutes, a good seven or eight messages had come through, leaving Lun Chuan speechless.

Normally, he would rapidly write a chapter and publish it after his workout.

One chapter in the morning, another in the afternoon, and one at night depending on his mood–his rhythm was quite steady.

But today…

His gaze inadvertently drifted to the beef and green pepper sauce nearby and the blossoms of white fungus on the water, and he replied with a feeling of righteous indignation:

[Looks like I’m ditching the update this morning. Will write tonight.]

Editor Yun Feng: [???]

Editor Yun Feng: [Are you even speaking human language? Has the afternoon been devoured by you?]

The pot started hissing with steam, the scent of the buns wafting through the house, and Lun Chuan’s eyes fixed on that bottle of beef and green pepper sauce, his stomach rumbling with hunger, his mouth practically flooding with saliva.

He resisted and resisted, but ultimately decided to distract himself and took out his phone to reply:

[Yeah, the afternoon got eaten by me.]

At this moment, he couldn’t help but wonder:

Just what kind of celestial place was Song Tan’s hometown, filled with so many delicious foods?

In the future… would there be more such surprises?

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