Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 515 - Chapter 515 515. Lun Jings question_1

Chapter 515: 515. Lun Jing’s question_1 Chapter 515: 515. Lun Jing’s question_1 Seeing a torrent of money about to flow into his bowl, Boss Qian became particularly excited. At this moment, he hesitated briefly before stuffing the few cherry tomatoes he was clutching into his mouth, forcefully suppressing the instinct to squint and savor the flavor. He then gulped down the last sip of tea in his cup, and with a toss of the cup towards his house, he hurriedly rushed back up the mountain.

In the 38-degree weather, at midday, although the woods provided some shade, it was definitely not a place to work!

Even so, he struggled inside, puffing and panting as he picked another six baskets of peaches. He nearly succumbed to heatstroke right there, before he was dragged out by Zhang Wang and his family–

“What’s the rush?”

He couldn’t understand this boss, “You’ve leased the orchard; the peaches aren’t going to run away! In this midday heat, the picked peaches will go soft. They taste much worse.”

With that, Boss Qian finally gave up.

When he finally recovered his senses at Song Tan’s house, he was still sighing and lamenting,

“What do you think about paying some extra to get people from other villages to help pick the peaches?”

Song Tan was puzzled, “You said the peaches are selling like crazy, which proves it’s a seller’s market now. What’s the rush?”

Boss Qian felt a bit embarrassed and stammered for a long time, “Well… the supermarket charges an entry fee by the day.”

Moreover, he was troubled. The payment term for supermarket fruit was 15 days, but business payments always faced delays. If there was another week or so of delay, it meant that neither of them would have any cash flow for a month…

He was anxious!

Song Tan thought it over and still advised, “It’s not wrong to hire more people, but if you increase the amount of peaches, you also need to keep up with the packing and packaging on your end. If you can’t keep up, the peaches will just be picked in vain and left lying around. Do cold storage units come free of charge?”

“Besides, there’s only so much fruit on the mountain. A few more days of picking, and you’re pretty much done. Keeping the supply slightly scarce should make them sell even faster, shouldn’t they?”

That was also true.

After giving it a careful thought, Boss Qian could only sigh with a mixture of impatience and regret. He was just kicking himself now–why did they only have twenty acres of such good peaches!

He pondered again, “Otherwise, I’ll go have a look at your Chestnut Garden this afternoon… How will the chestnuts be sold when the time comes?”

He used to do wholesale business, where thin margins and high volume were key, and no single deal could be made so easily–overpriced fruit meant the villagers were quick to back out, and he had to constantly find channels.

When the fruit was cheap, it was everywhere, and he lost his edge… The cruellest time was when he had to dump a truckload of plums into a ditch!

All these years in business, when had it ever been so simple as now? Just the efficiency of these sales greatly stimulated the cash flow!

And he was making so much money!

He and Old Wang split the profits from these two or three thousand kilos of fruit, and each of them could make a net profit of over a million! How could Boss Qian not be thrilled?

Song Tan, of course, might be unaware that he had already thought through so much. She simply reminded him, “The Chestnut Garden is five acres, and the trees are growing exceptionally well this year. The yield per acre is probably around 1,500 kilograms… and the price won’t be cheap.”

“If you’re interested, you’d better have the money ready. I deal strictly with cash payments here.”

Boss Qian pondered briefly: The chestnuts would mature by the end of September, and his funds from the supermarket would likely flow back around that time.

It’s July now, with a month and a half for capital turnover…

To be on the safe side, he’d better not get involved in any other wholesale businesses! Otherwise, when it’s time for these chestnuts and he can’t come up with the money, he really would have nowhere to cry.

Keep in mind, Old Wang was surely watching like a hawk too!

They were all starting from the same line, and he couldn’t let him take all the shares!

…

Imperial City.

Lun Jing had been staying at Lun Chuan’s place for two days, and even though she was well aware of her son’s nature, she couldn’t help but feel increasingly bored over these two days.

Other people’s sons–smoking, drinking, playing cards, partying, eating barbecue. If that’s not enough, dating, watching movies, traveling… anything goes!

Her son gets up at six in the morning to do aerobics, makes breakfast at seven, and right after that, he tidies up the house–even though the domestic helper comes on time! He still has to clean up everything neatly and properly.

Then he trims his flowers…

After all that is done, he writes for an hour to update.

All these tasks, even basically, are wrapped up by 9:00.

Do you think he can then lie down and play with his phone?

No, not at all.

He continues to work out for about an hour and a half,

and then at ten-thirty, he begins to prepare lunch…

This kind of routine makes those who sell self-discipline classes want to kneel down and beg him.

This made Lun Jing feel somewhat uneasy.

Other kids depend on their moms to cook for them, while hers, well, she sleeps until eight or nine in the morning, sluggishly getting up, either scrolling through short videos or posting videos of Huahua on TikTok…

Compared to her son, she felt utterly out of place!

Thankfully, she’s not entirely helpless–just as Lun Chuan was showering, she helped him sign for several boxes of deliveries.

“Eh, is it that young girl sending stuff again? Go ahead and open it to check.”

Meanwhile, she fretted to herself, “I don’t know if Sister Wang has made up her mind yet, I still might as well go back… Staying with you is too boring.”

She didn’t want to live with her son either!

In the square dance group Lun Jing participated in, recently, Sister Wang, who was 57 years old, was being courted by a 60-year-old man.

Let him court; it wasn’t really her business. Sister Wang had her own small apartment in Imperial City, her husband had passed away early, and she had no children of her own, always looking for someone to rely on. She usually worked as a domestic helper and nanny to earn money.

She was efficient at her job and knew how to cook delicious meals, and with just a few hours of work every day, she could take home around ten thousand a month, which was quite comfortable without any loan!

There she was, increasingly cheerful, looking younger and more fashionable, and one day, while cleaning at a family’s house, she caught the old man’s eye.

The next day, the old man found his way to the square dance group, visiting every day, hinting in conversation that he wanted to start a family with her, to keep each other company…

Sister Wang was quite moved.

It was only Lun Jing who wasn’t approving; as a woman who had divorced early on, she had her own views on marriage.

It wasn’t that remarriage was out of the question, but if they were younger, the two could adjust over a few years, slowly becoming companions, and by the time they were old, they’d still have some affection for each other.

If it’s not some scumbag, one wouldn’t just walk away and ignore the other in times of trouble.

But at the age of Sister Wang and the old man, let’s speak frankly, it’s the time when all sorts of physical ailments start to show! I heard the old man is still living with his son and daughter-in-law, and occasionally he even looks after his grandson…

Getting married at this time, Sister Wang would end up a free nanny at home, let alone if she was careless with the kids, or if the old man fell ill, would his family harbor no complaints?

And if they fell ill and needed care, would this newfound elderly companion truly stay by each other’s side?

Walking away without a care might be highly probable.

However, these words aren’t pleasant to say, and if it weren’t for the recent harmonious interactions in the square dance group, Lun Jing wouldn’t have mentioned it.