Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 347 - Chapter 347 347. Fuzzy Little Green Peach_1

Chapter 347: 347. Fuzzy Little Green Peach_1 Chapter 347: 347. Fuzzy Little Green Peach_1 Yet Director Zhu’s moment of triumph only lasted for three minutes in the blistering summer heat, before he rounded the bamboo grove and was besieged by two old men charging towards him!

“Well, well, well! I was wondering why you were nowhere to be found today. You really were sneaking around to pick up a package–quick, let me see what my granddaughter sent me!”

The speaker was none other than the shameless Old Yun.

Director Zhu frowned, “Whose granddaughter are you shouting about? My granddaughter has only one real grandfather, and that’s me.”

“That’s nonsense! When we were like brothers, we swore we’d be one family. Now that you’re the only one related, we’re not family anymore?”

“Besides, my granddaughter promised to send me stuff. It just happens to be addressed to you!”

It wasn’t Secretary Xiaozu’s negligence; really, dividing things among this group was tricky… Everything else was fine, but with only two pounds of tobacco, who should he send it to?

May as well put it all together and let everyone distribute it freely.

“Old Yun, what are you meddling in! Wasn’t the tobacco you got last time enough? Darn it, letting you reap the benefits–out of the way! Let me have a look!”

“You’re one to talk! Did I really reap the benefits? We agreed to split it half and half, then when the cigarettes were rolled, you guys snatched them up… Have you no shame!”

Old Yun was even angrier.

“None of you are getting any, I don’t have many days left. How can you bear to leave me empty-handed?! Gimme that!” While the two were arguing, Old Chen snatched the box right away!

But the box was too heavy, and he wasn’t prepared, nearly throwing out his back, only to be quickly relieved by an eager security guard nearby.

The crowd tangled for a while, but the box still lay in the hands of another, unmoved.

In the sweltering heat, the young man holding the heavy cardboard box was also breaking out in a sweat.

It wasn’t until Director Zhu barked:

“Enough! Do you want the whole world to know? Quiet down!”

Goodness gracious, scarcity was becoming an issue here, and the last thing needed was for others to know about this.

They exchanged glances, each grunting, and ceased their clamor.

There was no need to go home; they squatted on the ground, planning to open the package right there and distribute everything on the spot.

As soon as the box was opened and before the plastic wrap could even be removed, Old Chen hurriedly squeezed over: “My tobacco…”

“Dream on! You can’t even smoke, step aside! You’ll get something else.”

Director Zhu quickly shooed him away.

He knew his granddaughter had gone through great lengths to get another two pounds of tobacco this time–come hell or high water, it wouldn’t be distributed!

Indeed, spotting a golden-yellow packet inside, Director Zhu quickly grabbed it before anyone else could, and took off running without a second’s delay!

Darn it, at his age he wasn’t worried about breaking a leg!

The young man holding the box quickly stepped to the side to intervene, and then pulled out a plastic wrapped, tightly sealed square:

“What’s this?”

Everyone: …!

Humph, you look all earnest and honest, who would’ve thought you’d be helping old Zhu!

But then everyone thought: if there’s a first batch of tobacco, there’ll be a second. And if there’s a second, could a third and a fourth be far behind? There was no rush.

And if they ran out of cigarettes, they could always go and bum one off someone; they wouldn’t miss out.

As for the other things…

Remembering the taste of those items from before, their attention was collectively diverted.

In the hefty box, the honey and tremella were wrapped extra carefully, and to their surprise, there were even ten bottles of chili sauce!

Wow!

Both the honey and tremella were sweet treats, just what was missing was this salty and spicy flavor!

This time, nobody underestimated those bottles of chili sauce. Old Yun exerted himself to open a lid, the pungent fragrance shot straight up his nostrils, making him quickly screw the lid back on and turn aside to sneeze.

And then he suddenly paused, “Fantastic! This must be sent specially to me by my granddaughter, knowing that I just love spicy food!”

They hadn’t paid for the chili sauce yet, just saying that the girl, Xiaozu, was considerate and thoughtful.

Just then, two elderly people came by, seeing them squatting on the ground as if having a meeting, and couldn’t help but chuckle, “What are you doing? It’s like hunting for treasure…”

While laughing and chatting, they sensed something was amiss and quickly stepped forward–

“Wow! Green pepper and beef sauce! Let me try–Oh my, that’s strong! I love this taste. Where’d you get it? Give me a bottle to try? I’ll trade you a bottle of my pickled vegetables…”

“Give me one too, I have stinky tofu at home…”

People gathered from all sides, and the mere ten bottles of chili sauce were quickly divided up clean, leaving Old Yun and Old Chen powerless to resist, only able to hold back tears:

Done for!

How will we compete after this!

…

Secretary Xiaozu didn’t yet know that her grandfather’s circle was about to expand, she just watched the villagers bustling around the mountainside, now revealing a satisfied and yearning smile.

This year, merely 20 acres of Peach Forest needed so many people to work, if we were to take on even more next year, wouldn’t we need even more people?

By then, getting the whole village involved…

Such a grand scene, dare not think, dare not think!

The villagers carefully dodged the melon vines on the ground, working together to swiftly pick the densely packed, downy green peaches the size of pigeon eggs, bending the branches, and then tossing them one by one into the baskets.

The bamboo baskets were brownish-yellow, and the round, rolling green peaches inside were incredibly adorable.

Watching this, Secretary Xiaozu suddenly found herself salivating, and quickly went down the mountain.

At home, Seventh Uncle was getting ready to pickle green peaches.

But since the green peaches had just been washed and were still drying, he took the opportunity to ask, “Do you want them saltier or sweet and sour?”

“Salty!”

“Sweet and sour!”

“Salty!”

“Sweet and sour!”

Alright, to each their own taste.

Only Qiaoqiao, watching the yard filled with baskets of green peaches, wondered, “Can’t we make both?”

Seventh Uncle: …This child, why is she so talkative sometimes, can’t he forget for a moment?

But at that moment, the dignity of a mentor couldn’t be compromised, so he stubbornly said, “I’m thinking of making one kind first for you all to try!”

“It’s okay!” Qiaoqiao sweetly said, “Uncle, you tell me how to make it, you make one kind, and I’ll make the other.”

Seventh Uncle: …

The others caught on and burst into laughter, then were commanded around mercilessly by a somewhat embarrassed Seventh Uncle.

Aunt Lianhua was pouring salt into a basin of water, then putting the green peaches in for a thorough soak and scrub.

The red rubber gloves smoothed over the fuzz on each little green peach under the water, washing out the color of springtime grass, not to mention how fresh and cute they looked.

It made one’s mouth water just looking at them, wanting to pop them in and taste the flavor.

Zhang Yanping let out a “yikes,” directly puckering up from the sourness, a pained expression on his face:

“Slurp–Weren’t we told that peaches are tasteless when unripe? Why is it so sour?”

Not just sour, there was also a bitter astringency, quite bizarre.

However, after he recovered, staring at the remaining green peaches, he didn’t know why his mouth started watering again.

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