Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 425 - Chapter 425 425. Lun Chuans Sales Pitch_1

Chapter 425: 425. Lun Chuan’s Sales Pitch_1 Chapter 425: 425. Lun Chuan’s Sales Pitch_1 But moments later, Lun Chuan snapped back to his senses–he really had been cooped up at home too long!

It was precisely these naturally grown crops, free from excessive use of chemicals, that truly made one feel they were nourishing the body.

Similarly, the gradual exercise he had been doing recently also brought continuous positive feedback to his body. Maybe he had crossed a small threshold, which explained the noticeable change.

He sighed, trimmed a few flowers to bring inside for a vase and then planned to start preparing lunch.

As for what to eat for lunch?

Lun Chuan had already decided.

Out of the 6 jars of green pepper beef sauce he received last time, there were still 2 and a half left, essential for making any meal delicious at noon.

With the weather like this, a simple cold noodle dish seemed appropriate.

He grabbed some white fungus as well and soaked them in water, to have a bowl after his afternoon nap… Well, he could only say it was exceptionally nourishing.

Compared to the recent days, the rest of his life seemed like he was eating chaff and swallowing vegetables.

However, just as he started soaking the white fungus, a call from the delivery service came through.

This time, however, when the door was knocked on, the familiar delivery guy couldn’t help but ask, “Did you buy something from that store again? Is it really that good?”

While speaking, he unintentionally swallowed his saliva.

A thought struck Lun Chuan.

He thought to himself that it had been a while since he last bought anything–the gifts were simply too plentiful.

In that case…

After receiving the package, he went back inside, took out a jar of leftover green pepper beef sauce from the fridge: “There’s about half a jar left, if you don’t mind, you can take it and have a taste.”

After a moment’s thought, he added, “I always use clean chopsticks…”

“I don’t mind at all!”

What ordinary person struggling in the city would be so fussy?

The delivery guy happily accepted the jar and then left, slightly embarrassed.

He remembered that the last time he delivered here was in the evening, and Lun Chuan’s entire house was filled with the scent of chili sauce.

It didn’t register at the time, but later that night after he finished work and was sleeping, he suddenly woke up craving it.

He couldn’t stop thinking about it, but knowing it was expensive, he kept telling himself to resist… and today he finally couldn’t!

Standing in the elevator, the delivery guy stared at the jar in his hand, a longing growing within him,

Just… he would just smell it to confirm the scent, that wouldn’t be too much, would it?

As he thought this, his hands quickly unscrewed the lid without hesitation.

The next moment, a bold aroma of chili instantly filled the small space of the elevator.

Spicy, stimulating, crispy… and the saliva that uncontrollably began to pool in his mouth…

It was that flavor!!!

The delivery guy quickly screwed the lid back on.

As he looked up, he saw two other residents in the elevator couldn’t help but look over, so he hurriedly smiled apologetically, “Well, I was just smelling it… might be a bit pungent.”

It wasn’t the pungency that was the issue…

The two people stood there hesitating for a second, as though they wanted to say something but felt too embarrassed to speak up.

And just then, the elevator reached their floor.

…

Meanwhile, upstairs, Lun Chuan had also opened the box.

This time, unlike before, not only was there no watermelon, but there weren’t even several jars of sauce.

Instead, there were 4 neatly vacuum-packed bags of rice–roughly 20 kilograms.

The note was succinct: “Freshly made, have a taste.”

Lun Chuan was both amused and frustrated–now that rice was being delivered too, at this rate, would his family need to provide everything?

These 20 kilograms of rice would last him several months.

However, recalling the flavor of Song Tan’s family’s food, he couldn’t help but swallow his saliva and quickly changed the lunch menu from cold noodles to rice.

Wait–there were more items!

Delving further into the plastic wrap, Lun Chuan found two jars wrapped inside, containing white strips tinged with green and pink, coated with a frosty layer of sugar.

He raised an eyebrow, twisted off the lid, and was greeted by the fresh aroma of watermelon.

This reminded him of the watermelons he had devoured previously–the food was so good that, despite feeling guilty, he still couldn’t bring himself to refuse it outright.

He glanced at the note on the jar: “Watermelon Candy”.

He plucked one and tasted it, enjoying a crisp yet chewy texture. The sweetness perfectly spread from the red center to the white and green edges, growing more pleasant with each chew.

It was neither cloying nor freshening, just delightfully sweet.

Even though Lun Chuan wasn’t fond of sweets, he couldn’t resist having several pieces in one sitting.

At that moment, he somewhat regretted–had he known that watermelon rind could make such delicious candy, he shouldn’t have…

Alas!

Now, he truly felt he had quite the thick skin.

After considering, he simply pulled out his spare phone–“his own friend” hadn’t made purchases in a long time, and it was about time his mother, Lun Jing, was running low on some food supplies. Time to prepare some more.

Song Tan was unaware that the “excessive son-in-law” in Imperial City was about to make a major purchase. She was focused on carefully lifting her grandfather from the car onto the wheelchair and pushed him into the courtyard.

The grandparents were astonished by the lavish white-walled, gray-tiled villa in the countryside:

“Good heavens! This house is really well built!”

“Of course!”

Song Tan proudly boasted, “Otherwise, how would I dare to invite grandma and grandpa to enjoy their time here!”

While talking, she got Qiaoqiao to take their luggage, and after a round of greetings, guided them into the living room.

“First, let me show you your rooms!”

As Song Tan opened the door, the comfortable temperature from the central air conditioning immediately dissipated the heat from the courtyard. Simple cotton sheets, a couple of thin quilts; and a water jug and cups were placed beside the beds.

The bathroom was fully stocked for grooming, and there was even a television hanging on the wall… which Wu Lan had meticulously covered with a pillowcase.

According to her:

“This is a mirror after all, and it’s not good to face the bed. Your grandmother doesn’t like it that way.”

Now, the red peony pillowcase, pulled from who knows where, became the only splash of vibrant color in the room.

Grandma couldn’t stop exclaiming praises: “Good, good! Good!”

Song Tan turned the wheelchair around: “Grandpa, try it out and see if you can get up and down normally. If it’s too high, I’ll change the mattress for you.”

Grandpa’s leg problems were due to illness, not complete immobility. He could even stand by leaning on the wall and take a few small steps, but because it was quite difficult, he usually relied on a wheelchair.

However, his arms had become very strong from exercise.

Now he himself pushed the chair next to the bed, propped his hands on the mattress to test it with a press–

Just right, their preferred firm mattress!

The old man lifted himself onto the bed almost effortlessly and leaned back at an angle–

“Comfortable!”

“See?” Song Tan was pleased, “Come on, let’s check the bathroom next. I’ve installed a toilet especially to make it easy for you.”

“For bathing, there’s a stool here so you can sit down and wash.”

“Grandma, if you’re not used to this kind of toilet, there’s the normal squat toilet in the outside bathroom.”

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