Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 534 - Chapter 534 534. Guest Reception Process_1

Chapter 534: 534. Guest Reception Process_1 Chapter 534: 534. Guest Reception Process_1 What’s the meaning of recklessly wasting god-given resources? This is what it means!

Even if Professor Song had never seen the conditions of River Bay, feeling the air here, he was convinced it must be a good place.

Looking at the barren hills that Song Tan had contracted, how spacious and easily transformable they were, why had no one taken action all these years?

Waiting for her, a young girl, to come back and start making major changes…

If this isn’t recklessly wasting god-given resources, what is?

He sighed.

Everyone is talking about rural revitalization now, but where will the people come from? And their money?

Those with money and confidence can live well in the cities, and as for the farmers, don’t even talk about hundreds of thousands of dollars in investment–would they be willing to part with even 30,000 yuan for the cost?

Contemporary farmers, especially those from poor mountain villages, have no chance to save money if they don’t go out to work.

The old men and women in this village have scrimped and saved all their lives and probably only managed to save a few tens of thousands of yuan.

He didn’t say anything more but just continued walking forward, taking out his phone to record:

“I’ll record this for now, and we’ll discuss it more tonight. Do you have any particular preferences for crops?”

Professor Song suddenly became very serious. Song Tan felt a twinge of guilt for her extraordinary ability, so she advised, “There’s no need to rush. It’s almost seven o’clock, time for dinner. How about we have a good meal and rest tonight, and we’ll have plenty of time to talk things over tomorrow during the day.”

Professor Song stopped in his tracks.

Having been on the go all day, he was indeed hungry, and he turned back to head for dinner, “We can eat, but we need an outline for our discussions tonight so we can clarify the details. Otherwise, we might forget some thoughts by tomorrow.”

Looking back at Yan Ran and the others, they were already obediently following them back.

Yan Ran skillfully held the camera in his hand, “The night shooting capability of the GoPro is a bit too weak. Once the sun goes down, it gets hard to see clearly, which will affect the results somewhat. We’ll need to shoot again tomorrow during the day.”

“However, it’s certainly possible to make a rough outline tonight.”

Tai Xiaodong also glanced at his own camera, “It’s okay, the light was very soft when the sun hadn’t set yet. Even though my footage isn’t high resolution, you can see everything that needs to be seen.”

Seeing everyone so serious, Song Tan could only walk ahead to lead the way, “Then I’ll take you around from the main road. If we’re really going to start planting on the mountain, this road will need some work too.”

Otherwise, it would be really troublesome when it rained.

“No rush,” Professor Song seemed very experienced. “You plan out your mountain first. If you can maintain the quality of peaches like these, becoming famous and making money is only a matter of time.”

“Once the government sees the strength of rural development, they’ll definitely keep up with the road resources.”

Otherwise, building roads oneself would be too costly for an average family to afford.

He looked ahead. The narrow, one-meter-wide dirt road snaked downward, and the journey was not short.

“Alright,”

Song Tan nodded, “If that’s the case, I’ll buy a few more tricycles later on.” In the countryside, this was still the most practical option.

The timing to head back was perfect; they had just started serving dishes. Wu Lan was smiling and greeting everyone:

“Professor Song, the room you’ll be sleeping in is over here. We just brought the old bed over with a tricycle, but without a mattress. We laid down a mat for you, topped with a layer of straw mat.”

“The quilts are old cotton, newly fluffed by me; they’re clean too.”

Surprisingly, with the eight quilts Wu Lan received as part of her dowry, their family really did have the most quilts even after all these years.

This made Yan Ran and the others incredibly grateful:

“This is very good already!”

“Also, Yan Ran, your room is on the second floor. There’s a vacant room we just got sorted out… Let us know if there’s anything you need, and I’ll have Tantan go to town to buy it tomorrow.”

Yan Ran also knew the fields and mountains well, could enjoy herself when it was time, and endure hardship when needed. Now, she was very satisfied.

After all the fuss, everyone was drenched in sweat, their stomachs rumbling. Fortunately, Seventh Uncle brought out the last bowl of vegetables, declaring it was time to eat!

The family of more than a dozen quickly found their seats, with no one bothering about courtesy or seating arrangements, especially striking to Professor Song were the two elderly people in wheelchairs–

He had seen many elderly in wheelchairs, whether sitting for longer periods or just temporarily, their spirits somewhat deflated. But the two before him:

One was Song Tan’s grandfather, and the other was Zhang Lianhua’s mother-in-law, who helped at their place, both looking surprisingly spirited?

It wasn’t about having rosy lips and white teeth or a youthful appearance, but rather that particularly full and lively demeanor.

With the way they looked, if someone said they could stand up and run a hundred meters at any moment, it seemed totally plausible.

He watched them and couldn’t help feeling pleased–

Although he had agreed to come because he couldn’t refuse the invitation, now that he was here, the atmosphere really was quite nice!

…

Meals at Song Tan’s home were always without much ceremony.

At first, they followed the rural custom of offering seats to guests, then came the polite insisting of trying dishes, followed by the start of eating, and then some drinking and chatting in the middle…

But that was in the past.

Now, when the food was served, they just picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

Professor Song was surprised to see such a refreshingly unpretentious way of hosting, pausing momentarily.

But soon, he too was happy, and picked up his chopsticks to join in.

The farm dishes in front of them were very plain.

Indeed, plain–just four dishes and a soup.

All served in big stainless-steel bowls, the portions were truly astonishing.

Not to mention the rice, a huge rice cooker had cooked a full pot.

Seventh Uncle chuckled, “Our rice is tasty, eat more, the rice from the electric cooker smells so fragrant. Tomorrow I’ll cook with the wood stove directly, the crispy rice crust with pickled vegetable soup, now that’s delicious!”

He no longer used the wood stove to save some trouble.

After all, there were now a full sixteen people eating at home, and if he set another table, it would be like holding a feast every time, and even the sturdiest of bodies couldn’t cope!

Nevertheless, the aroma wafting out when the lid of the rice cooker was lifted made Professor Song’s stomach growl, and he quickly said, “No need, no need, it’s so hot in the summer to use a wood stove! The rice cooker is very good.”

That wasn’t too uncomfortable, the air conditioning in the kitchen was on. But… no matter how you air condition the room, being roasted by the fire is still different.

Seventh Uncle smiled, “It’s okay, when you come to the countryside, you should at least have a meal of crispy rice crust.”

Wu Lan had grown especially confident in the taste of their home-cooked meals by now, and although she modestly downplayed it with her words, the pride in the corners of her eyes couldn’t be hidden:

“Professor Song, please eat, don’t be shy! I’m not being a very good host…”

Everyone looked at the bowl in front of them filled with green, white, and red colors, mixed with chili peppers, slightly puzzled:

“This is…”

Qi Lin originally thought it looked like radish, but upon smelling the aroma said, “Watermelon?”

“Oh!” Professor Song also exclaimed with surprise, “Spicy watermelon rind? It must have been decades since I had this.”

He spontaneously exclaimed with joy, “It’s hot out; this is just the thing to go with rice!”

“Right,” Wu Lan also said happily, “the watermelon rind is mixed with our homemade chili oil, it’s particularly tasty! Just a bit spicy.”

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