Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 411 - Chapter 411 411. Squeeze All (Additional Chapter 2 for Monthly

Chapter 411: 411. Squeeze All (Additional Chapter 2 for Monthly Tickets)_1 Chapter 411: 411. Squeeze All (Additional Chapter 2 for Monthly Tickets)_1 Wu Qianqian was even more depressed.

But she couldn’t bring herself to say anything nice again, and at this moment, she furiously picked up another piece of food with her chopsticks:

“So what if it’s not for sale? I’ll eat three bowls tonight, just to make you feel sorry!”

Song Tan genuinely sighed, “Really? That is quite painful!”

Everyone: …

Somehow, it seemed as if their spirits were lifted quite a bit.

But then Song Tan became enthusiastic again, “Come on, try this beef with green pepper sauce. It goes well with rice, noodles, or buns–it’s top-notch!”

“And this pickled long beans, you all had it at noon, right? There’s no way there’s anything tastier than mine in the world!”

“Also, this dried string beans… stewed with meat, the taste is unparalleled!”

“And this eggplant–ah no, the eggplant isn’t enough to sell, just have a taste to get the idea.”

What do you mean not enough to sell?

Everyone instantly got a jolt in their hearts, then hesitantly looked at the dishes that had been nearly devoured alongside bowls of rice, “You mean, apart from the eggplant, these can all be sold?”

Of course!

Song Tan thought: Tonight, Seventh Uncle cooked all the side dishes! And she had selected the ones with the most inventory; she wasn’t lying at all.

Everyone silently shoveled another bite of rice into their mouths, and then couldn’t help but reveal a smug joy on their faces:

“Then… can this beef with green pepper sauce be sold? How much is it?”

“How much for these pickled long beans?”

“What about the dried string beans, how do you sell those?”

“Right, Song Tan, do you still have those pickled green peaches you had at noon?”

Ah, it’s so hard to refuse such generosity!

Song Tan felt somewhat sorry for her old classmates.

I mean… these chives, ah, no, students, do they grow fast?

So Song Tan also answered with some difficulty:

“All these are available in the store I recommended to you earlier, but everyone, don’t buy them. You’ve already spent quite a bit today. These items are all about small profits and high volume; I can’t really offer any discount… I feel quite embarrassed, better not to buy them.”

“No!”

The class monitor quickly waved his hand, “No need for a discount, just sell to us if you have stock–that’s enough. Really, no way for the rice?”

“No way,” Song Tan said helplessly, “and the pickled green peaches you asked about are off-limits too. Many pregnant women here really like them. As you know, they are quite sensitive, so let’s leave the last bit for them.”

Pickled green peaches…

Although none of them had actually tasted it, for some reason, just hearing they couldn’t buy it made them crave its deliciousness even more.

Then looking at the store’s beef with green pepper sauce selling for 100 yuan a bottle, the pure chili sauce for 50 yuan a bottle, and others like oil-soaked chili, pickled long beans…

Forget it, everything’s so delicious, why be picky? Just buy whatever’s available!

Meanwhile, Wu Qianqian had already taken the lead with a flourish, spending money while ordering, and then, after having bought everything, she stared blankly at her phone–

It… hasn’t even started, how did this 5000 yuan disappear so fast?!

…

The meal was devoured unusually quickly, and in less than half an hour, everyone was slumped in their chairs again.

So much so that they had to walk around the courtyard in circles under the night sky, like a group performing a mysterious ritual, trying to digest their feast.

Otherwise, if we drive through these mountain roads later, we wouldn’t even make it to the city center before I’d have to squat on the roadside, retching my guts out.

For this reason, Song Tan had no choice but to send Qiaoqiao to the clinic in the village again, to bring back two boxes of digestion tablets…

Fortunately, there were many cars today, otherwise all these local specialties we bought wouldn’t have fit in.

The whole Song Family waved goodbye to the slowly departing car, and everyone inside and outside the vehicle felt–

It had been a fulfilling day, full of pleasant surprises.

It was only then that Wu Lan said with pity, “Teacher Xin stayed upstairs all day to avoid Qianqian, how pitiful!”

Song Tan, “??? What is Mom talking about? It’s comfortable upstairs with the air conditioning on, where’s the hardship?”

She wouldn’t allow anyone to look down on wealthy Qianqian!

“How is it not pitiful?” Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun shouted from the edge of the balcony’s railing, “Do you know how many questions the Taobao shop received today? And with Qiaoqiao showing off his straw mat in the live stream, now there are no less than 40 people asking me about it!”

“If we don’t have the product, can we show off a little less? I’m going to wear out my lips from all the explaining…”

But Song Tan thought for a moment, “We could actually make straw mats.”

She turned her head to look at Song Youde–sitting across from Seventh Uncle, contently puffing on his tobacco pipe after a satisfying meal.

“Why are you looking at me?” Song Youde, who hadn’t been paying attention to any of the straw mat talk, was slightly worried, “Our rice straw is still out in the fields, what if someone steals it at night?”

Seventh Uncle waved his hand dismissively, “It shouldn’t come to that.”

But Song Youde slapped his thigh, “Why wouldn’t it come to that? The rice straw is good stuff! It can start fires, line chicken nests… No, we must bring it back tomorrow! Let it dry and then stack it up properly.”

When he looked up again, he saw a dark figure leaning on the railing of the third floor, and he was taken aback before recognizing–

“Oh, it’s Wu Lei. Why aren’t you coming down to play? The yard is cool and mosquito-free.”

It was quite strange, come to think of it.

This summer, there really weren’t any mosquitoes at home, neither at the new house nor at the old one.

Wu Lei, however, just shook his head in silence, “I won’t go.” He hesitated for a while before saying with a sense of grievance, “Little aunt, when can I finally eat the family’s cooking?”

He was only given a mouthful of rice this evening, and since nothing else was cooked, Seventh Uncle even went out of his way to make him a bowl of cold noodles!

The side dishes were quite good, plenty of fish and meat, but… but everyone in the house was enjoying their meal so much, his mouth watered just smelling it.

To be fair, he thought he had behaved quite well today, hadn’t he?

This kind of grievance, he hadn’t even had the chance to share with Lili because he was too tired!

If Lili were here, she would know how much to sympathize, wuwuwu…

…

Wu Lan was at a loss for words himself with this question.

Instinctively, she looked towards Song Tan, who also sighed, “Brother Wu Lei, it’s not that we want to treat you differently, but preparing two meals really isn’t easy… But your uncle and aunt insist on teaching you some hardship, and my mom can’t bear to see you eat poorly… So, how about you endure it for a while?”

“If you behave well next month, I will plead with your uncle and aunt, and we can restore your meals to normal.”

The way she said it, it sounded like she was drawing pies in the sky.

Wu Lei could not wait for even a single word; he desperately pulled out his phone intending to complain about his parents’ cruelty. Yet, as soon as the call was dialed, it was immediately hung up on the other end.

He looked at his phone, then at the people sitting in the courtyard below who were now silent as well.

It wasn’t until Qiaoqiao snapped on the lights in the courtyard that Song Tan finally showed some mercy, “How about this, Brother Wu Lei, you must promise not to tell your family–but from now on, you can join us for breakfast every day!”

Otherwise, they would have to cook a separate meal just for him, and why should they?

In that moment, Wu Lei felt deeply moved.

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