Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 408 - Chapter 408 408. Hand-Pounded Rice (Extra Chapter for Monthly

Chapter 408: 408. Hand-Pounded Rice (Extra Chapter for Monthly Votes 1)_1 Chapter 408: 408. Hand-Pounded Rice (Extra Chapter for Monthly Votes 1)_1 After Song Tan’s meticulous calculations, everyone arrived at the mountain at nearly five o’clock.

At this time, if you were well-protected against the sun, it wasn’t unbearable, and in the bright light, the watermelons in the field looked even better (convenient for taking pictures).

Yet with so many people, Song Tan had to put in quite an effort to prevent everyone from messing up the Watermelon Vine (it’s a good thing everyone was an acquainted adult who cared about their face and thus listened to instructions).

There they were, shouting and hollering as if they, hailing from small towns, had never seen a watermelon field before. Some even examined the rind and the patterns with such detail, and considering the risk of accidentally bursting one, they pressed down with their index fingers gently and lightly…

Their expressions, their focus, their excitement! It was as if they were examining gemstones with a flashlight.

The small ones were round and adorable; the big ones were a delight for the whole family to feast on.

…

If one had to describe everyone in a single phrase, it would be “a bear breaking corn stalks.”

One second they’d be shouting over one melon, the next they’d be crouching beside another, taking photos from all angles.

In short, every melon seemed full of promise, each one appearing as if it would be sweet…

The only difference was, before making their choice, nobody picked any.

Everyone picked at leisure, and Song Tan was happy to watch this wave as the first batch of small melons was about to be cleared out.

The gap between the second batches would then belong to the big melons!

Just as she was watching, she saw Zhang Wang’s family coming over with a basket, cheerfully saying,

“Tantan, are these customers here to buy watermelons? That’s great, they’re all very well-behaved. Selling melons this way is fast and saves energy.”

Indeed, the classmates were doing pretty well.

Although they occasionally stepped on the Watermelon Vine by accident, they were mostly careful.

Too bad you can’t always have classmates around to slaughter every day!

Song Tan was aiming for a sustainable development approach.

As she pondered, Zhang Wang’s family handed her the basket: “These are freshly ripe cherry tomatoes from today, they taste really good, take them back as fruit. Girls nowadays all like to eat these.”

“Sure,” Song Tan said without hesitation:

“Oh, and Uncle Zhang. Didn’t we invite you over for a meal a while ago? Now that we’ve moved here, we have more space and can accommodate. You might as well eat with us every day, why bother cooking at home alone?”

This time, Zhang Wang’s family didn’t refuse.

He just looked at the people in the field: “All right, I’ll come over after your guests have left tomorrow.”

“Deal!” Song Tan was also pleased.

Uncle Zhang was particularly dedicated to watching the mountain, and she was keen on him having good health to work for a good, long time.

“I’ll speak to Seventh Uncle tonight and give a shout-out in the group chat at breakfast time tomorrow.”

“Okay,” said Zhang Wang’s family, recalling his barely functional old phone, and he nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, the classmates weren’t afraid of hardship or tiredness. They spent more than half an hour wreaking havoc in the watermelon field before they reluctantly stood up.

“Song Tan, what do you think about these melons I picked?”

“I’m choosing three–hey, hey, hey, I can’t find that elongated one from before…”

“Song Tan, I want to buy five, can you check if the ones I picked are good?”

“I’m getting a lot, I want ten.”

“Damn! Mo Mo, you’re so rich?!”

“No way, I’m not married yet! There you go, taking advantage of the Dragon Boat Festival to meet the parents, I have to bring a couple to my girlfriend’s family, keep a couple at my own home, give a couple to the leaders at work, and also a couple for my grandparents…”

During this holiday, the more gifts, the better.

This is indeed the case. Everyone thought about it and couldn’t help but heave a long sigh, “Money really doesn’t last when you spend it!”

Only Wa Qianqian stood in the field, wrestling with indecision.

That is to say… the watermelon was also quite nice, she should buy a few for the family, but the tea was not bad either, would it seem stingy if she bought too little…

She pondered back and forth, but in the end, there was only so much money, so she had to divide it evenly, “I’ll buy three ounces of tea and three watermelons.”

As for the remaining money, that had to be saved, after all, she really was out of living expenses.

At this moment, she finally regained a bit of rationality–just a tiniest bit, not much.

She felt she had spent a bit too much today, she needed to be rational! And why spend so much on Song Tan!

That’s it, she had to hold steady and not spend any more money! Wa Qianqian made up her mind.

…

Meanwhile, in the field.

Song Tan lived up to expectations, now leading Zhang Wang’s family to pick out fruit for everyone.

Once chosen, they watched as the fruits were picked by hand, weighed and bagged on the spot, with the QR code laid aside, the sales were handled with swift efficiency!

The pity was that there were still a few who brought their children and couldn’t make it up the mountain. Fortunately, they had tasted the fruit at yesterday’s class reunion, so now they only symbolically took two or three watermelons, unable to exercise their ultimate purchasing power.

Even so, Song Tan was very satisfied–this sale should have covered the down payment for Bags Mountain!

The selected watermelons were carried bag by bag to the tricycle by Zhang Wang’s family and then sent down the mountain.

Everyone looked at their empty wallets, feeling both the thrill of spending and a twinge in their hearts.

But no matter what, today’s gains were still fulfilling, they could always cut back on expenses for a while!

After all, such good stuff was not to be missed.

Looking at the sky, Song Tan considered everyone’s needs and suggested, “Pick a few more to eat on the way down the mountain–do you mind having dinner early tonight? You still have to drive back to the city center, and you’ll be able to take a bath and rest properly once you get back.”

“Exactly, exactly!”

The group nodded in agreement and then asked her impatiently, “What’s for dinner tonight?”

They had filled themselves at lunch, but with the digestion tablets taken and the afternoon’s continuous labor, their energy was depleted quite fast, and now they were genuinely feeling a bit hungry.

Song Tan smiled shyly:

“There’s nothing special to eat, just green pepper beef sauce, cucumber with eggs, and a cold salad of watermelon rind–I’ll post the recipe in the group later, make sure you don’t waste the watermelon rinds when you go back!”

“And there’s also eggplant with green beans, stewed green pepper ribs…”

“The main thing is tonight’s rice, it’s been personally harvested by y’all, so make sure to eat plenty, it’s certainly going to be delicious.”

Seventh Uncle made sure to prepare dishes that would go well with rice– not just to complement the rice, but also to go with their stock of green pepper beef sauce.

It’s their last meal together, so why not take a few bottles home, right?

If money is really tight, there’s also the slightly cheaper, pure chili sauce available.

You know, in the heat of the day while people rest, Grandpa’s two chili grinding machines in the courtyard never stopped working.

“It’s all just ordinary home-cooked food, a bit simple. I hope no one minds…” Song Tan said earnestly.

The group hastily waved their hands in dismissal!

Please, after tasting the food from Song Tan’s table, even grass would taste like Flat Peaches– who would mind?!

Moreover, now that they were tired from the work, they were in need of just this kind of meal!

Ah, this made them even hungrier.