Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 472 - Chapter 472 472. Price Increase_1

Chapter 472: 472. Price Increase_1 Chapter 472: 472. Price Increase_1 Lun Chuan reveled in joy within his dream.

Then, as he ambled over to the steep slope of jagged rocks, he saw wild peonies blossoming below in tranquility.

They trembled their petals in the wind, a scene that had shocked him for many years.

But now, within the dream, for some reason, the originally memory-white peonies suddenly spread a deep red from their center!

Like a fiery blaze, it ignited a mysterious thirst in him, leaving him longing to plunge into a secluded spring…

Lun Chuan awoke.

At this moment, the heat slowly dissipated, and he felt incredibly refreshed, without the sticky sensation of sweating upon waking like before.

The air conditioner, in energy-saving mode, hummed quietly, while the heat in his palm seemed to emanate a cool, refreshing scent from the straw mat…

This nap had been utterly gratifying.

After all, if he had slept too long during his siestas before, he would inevitably wake up feeling drowsy and uncomfortable.

At the same time, a strange warmth began to spiral upward from his lower abdomen, along his spine and chest… all the way up to his head, making him feel refreshed and clear-headed when he opened his eyes, without the usual faint sense of tiredness before fully waking up.

Lun Chuan sat up and gulped down a glass of water before he took a breath and attributed the sensation to having slept really well during his nap and having particularly wonderful dreams.

Hmm, aside from a few minor details, the prairie was indeed beautiful. He should visit again when he had the chance.

With a flurry of thoughts racing through his mind and seemingly endless energy coursing through his body, he felt that there were countless ideas that needed to be put down on paper.

And his story was the perfect vessel for them…

…

It wasn’t until his phone began to ding and dong again that Lun Chuan snapped back to reality.

Suddenly realizing it was already 6:00 PM!

And in his document, there were an unprecedented eighteen thousand words!

This…

Wasn’t this a bit too diligent?!

Lun Chuan silently raised an eyebrow.

Everyone knew he was not the type who could pump out ten thousand words a day, and because he never felt any urgency, he would typically walk around the terrace after an hour of work.

Of course, this wasn’t slacking off; it was health preservation.

Now, however, he felt somewhat stiff when he stood up, having maintained the same position for too long.

As for forgetting anything important that afternoon…

He checked his phone and, sure enough, Editor Yun Feng was hurrying him–

“What’s going on?”

“You didn’t drop the ball on this afternoon’s update, did you?”

“Scoundrel, do you even know where you left off yesterday!”

“Do you realize how long we’ve been waiting for this plot development?”

“Just write, ah ah ah–”

Lun Chuan quickly replied, “Posting now.”

Then he decisively sent out four thousand words.

As for the remaining 14,000 words… didn’t this mean that he wouldn’t have to write anything for the next three days?!

Perfect timing, as he had recently learned a complex recipe; he might as well practice it thoroughly over the next few days–

Oh, right.

He remembered the mysterious white porcelain jar.

It wasn’t in stock in the store, and there were no labels attached–could it really have been a delivery error?

So, he took a photo and sent it to Song Tan:

“Do you know what this is?”

…

Meanwhile, Zhang Yanping was regretting the pricing of his own straw mats:

“Dammit! Having been away for so many years, I can’t keep up with inflation!”

“When I was in college and visited Jiangnan, you could buy one of these straw mats for just fifty bucks!”

Although several years had passed and the straw mats weren’t as refined as those from his area or made with the same quality materials…

But hadn’t he just priced his at three or four digit figures?

But what’s going on now?

Upon searching for “handwoven straw mats” on TaoTaoBao, well, the prices range from 60 to two to three thousand!

This price interval is just ridiculous!

No matter what, it is still just a straw mat!

He was torn:

“Tantan, should we raise our price again? We can just say the earlier one was a promotional price…”

Song Tan gave it some thought–the rush this time meant they exerted more effort with the aid of Spiritual Energy, but next year they wouldn’t have to do so.

Paying people to cut the grass was one part of the cost, and hiring weavers was another. Beyond that, there didn’t seem to be much else, right?

When these costs were spread out…

“Forget it.”

She sighed deeply:

“To let everyone have the chance to experience my grandfather’s craftsmanship, it’s fine if we make less money.”

Song Youde, who was diligently weaving in the courtyard and hadn’t heard this, was, at this moment, feeling extremely pleased and joyous.

My goodness! The times have changed! Even selling the straw mats for 999 there are still so many people wanting to buy!

This year he was sure to earn more than the old woman!

Wasn’t this easier than picking tea? Having a skill was important after all!

Song Youde was feeling quite smug with himself.

It was at this time that Song Tan also received a message from Lun Chuan: “What is this?”

“White porcelain jar.jpg”

Song Tan: …

Ah, should she first explain that the courier delivered the wrong item, or should she start explaining the effects of the medicine?

After some thought, she cautiously asked, “Did you eat it? Do you feel anything special?”

Anything special?

Lun Chuan thought it over, maybe the taste really wasn’t good, or possibly, did this thing have a sleep-inducing effect?

Was his deep sleep at noon because the straw mat was so comfortable or because he had eaten this?

It’s not that Lun Chuan hadn’t noticed.

This medicine was for replenishing deficiency, but Lun Chuan… he wasn’t deficient! Plus, since it was a prescription for slow and steady recuperation, naturally, it’s not so obvious to a healthy person.

Heaven and earth as witnesses, he was a vigorous young man in his twenties or thirties, and it never crossed his mind that the medicine could be for kidney support!

Now all he could do was cautiously reply, “Does it have sleep-inducing effects?”

Then, after stretching, he didn’t feel tired but rather his mind was clear, his thoughts active, and he felt like he could even write tens of thousands more words…

That wouldn’t do!

Lun Chuan thought to himself: Writing too much at once could easily lead to fatigue, and he might not be able to come up with good plots later on.

Maybe he should do another set of exercises!

After all, he already had a three-day buffer of written material.

…

Meanwhile, Song Tan looked at the message and couldn’t help feeling somewhat disappointed–

Did the effects of their Golden Sakura go awry, or was Doctor Guo’s reputed skill not living up to his name?

Whichever it was, both seemed detrimental to her future sales of Golden Sakura!

How frustrating.

Previously, she thought setting the price at 200 was too cheap, but if the effects were off, even 20 might be a hard sell!

Just then, Guo Dong came running into the courtyard in slippers, his face full of surprise and anticipation, as well as a confident expectation of getting what he wanted:

“Song Tan, I’ll take your entire stock of Golden Sakura on the mountain!”

Song Tan: ???!

She was as if revived from the brink of death, sitting up laughing at the arrival of a guest–what a turn of events!

She sprang to her feet with a naive smile on her face:

“Sure, sure, someone tried the medicine and said it was very good–so, starting at the previous price of 200, I will only increase it a little, as a sign of friendship, 300 per pound!”

She sighed: “After all, this medicine is so difficult to process!”

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