Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 551 - Chapter 551 551. Her tea egg_1

Chapter 551: 551. Her tea egg_1 Chapter 551: 551. Her tea egg_1 The next moment, everyone only had time to turn their necks, tracing a parabola with their gaze, as they watched helplessly the plastic bag soar through mid-air before plummeting into the deep, deep sea cliff.

Because it was so distant, so deep, and so sudden, they didn’t even hear an echo.

The atmosphere grew even more silent.

Zhang Yanping was panicking–what had he done? He hadn’t really done anything, right? Just instinctively blocking, lifting, and diverting with his hand, he hadn’t put much force into it!

How did he end up sending someone else’s belongings flying?

Speaking of which, what was that stuff?

Heavy and round, dozens of them… oh my god, don’t tell me this family picked up rocks from the beach!

They must have been planning on hitting someone all along! Too devious!

It even hurt his dark, bruised arm! It’s a pity his skin was too dark to show any redness; otherwise, he would definitely know he was injured!

His heart was unsure, fearful that Qiaoqiao would see his flustered state, causing him to stiffen his face even more.

And the moment he tensed his face, the woman opposite him, including the tour guide at his side, seemed to weaken in their stance for some unknown reason, their legs going soft, and their momentum instantly slackened.

“You, you, you you you…”

The woman’s words were incoherent.

“Bro, bro, listen to me, bro, let’s not get angry, it’s nothing big, let’s just…”

The guide’s expression was one of panic.

Zhang Yanping glared, “What’s this, what’s this! A nuisance speaking so rudely, ruining the appetite is one thing, but hitting people?!”

He patted his stomach–as if to say, after all the effort of climbing up and the whole commotion, who wouldn’t be hungry?

But oddly enough, after he spoke, everyone lowered their heads.

Even the young girl who had been the main character of the story at first, now, looking wronged, shrank behind her boyfriend and whispered, “Well… I didn’t mock you, anyway… I’m up for the hundred yuan buffet. You have your own choice, Auntie.”

With that, she hurriedly pulled her boyfriend’s arm and rushed into the restaurant.

Zhang Yanping: …Is something not quite right here?

But when he looked at everyone with a puzzled expression, he saw almost everyone subconsciously shrank their heads and then, in groups of twos and threes, charged towards the restaurant–

“I, for one, paid already…”

“I’m hungry, need to eat more…”

“That woman can have seven or eight tea eggs, not me…”

“Cliff Restaurant, worth it just for the photos, a hundred bucks is okay…”

“Hey, this stir-fried noodle tastes good…”

“This fried rice isn’t bad either… wow, look at all the whelks in this winter melon and whelk soup!”

“Actually… it’s pretty good value, isn’t it…”

The guide, with a wronged look, stood in front of Zhang Yanping and gazed up at him: “Bro… we’ve paid, too… I’ll give you a discount, waive your bill, let’s eat first… bro… it’s a small matter, really not worth it…”

He stretched out his arm, as if to grab Zhang Yanping’s forearm.

Qiaoqiao, with a puzzled face, turned to Xin Jun: “Teacher Xin, what’s wrong with everyone?”

Xin Jun: …

He pursed his lips, struggling to suppress his laughter, and then cleared his throat, “It’s nothing, everyone’s just starving–come on, let’s go eat too.”

“Zhang Yanping, let’s eat.”

Zhang Yanping immediately obeyed, turning his head: “You got it!”

He hesitated as he looked at the middle-aged woman and her family standing there dumbly, thinking unkindly:

Although I don’t know what was thrown into the sea, since you’re not mentioning any compensation…

Then he–I guess I’ll pretend I don’t know anything!

So he nodded seriously, pretending nothing had happened and turned his head to enter the restaurant.

After a few steps, he came back to his senses and reached out to grab the skinny little guide, his voice boisterous, “Weren’t you going to waive my bill?”

The guide’s body went limp. In an instant, he could no longer bother with the family and hurriedly hustled over to Zhang Yanping:

“Bro! You eat first, eat whatever you want! There are three of us, right? Don’t worry, I’ll take care of everything for all three…”

And behind him, the middle-aged woman who was left alone outside the restaurant stood there in a daze, shivering, and suddenly let out a pitiful sob:

“My eggs…”

The pocketful of tea-flavored eggs, buns, and fruits that she had secretly stashed from the hotel breakfast…

Now they were all gone!

In this vast sea, at Cliff Restaurant, what were they going to eat?

A hundred yuan for the buffet?

The woman felt an urge to burst into sobs, but just as she opened her mouth, she caught Zhang Yanping’s somber glance sweeping over her–(even though he was actually nervous about whether he should compensate)–

“Burp!”

Immediately, she fell silent.

…

Zhang Yanping brought over a large plate of fried rice, and smelling the unique fragrance of seafood, he couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh:

“Alas, after all that trouble, I have no idea what just happened…”

Qiaoqiao’s camera was aimed at his face across the table, and the bullet screen filled up with rows of ellipses:

[…]

[…]

[…]

[Bro, I couldn’t quite grasp the essence of pantomime, but I totally get it now that I’ve seen you frown]

[Got it +1]

[Bro, could you speak up a little? I’m afraid I might ask you not to hit me…]

[Totally get it… So get it, no wonder this fight couldn’t escalate]

But Zhang Yanping was genuinely hungry, and the moment he took a spoonful of fried rice, he didn’t pay any attention to the live stream but just sighed again:

“This taste…”

He became solemn, “Xin Jun, pass the chili sauce please!”

Xin Jun responded with a “Mhm,” obviously having developed a picky palate too, and at that moment, he rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a bottle of green pepper beef sauce:

“Eat this?”

Qiaoqiao, on the other hand, hesitated a bit, “Why isn’t delicious seafood good enough on its own?”

“If we run out of our chili sauce, what do we do then?”

“Should we have also brought a bunch of tea eggs?”

Stop talking about it! Even Zhang Yanping hadn’t expected that dining during travel would have come to this–it wasn’t the buffet’s fault; it was their own!

Glancing at the sauce in his hand, he threw caution to the wind and declared, “No worries! There’s enough! Still enough for several meals–just use it sparingly! At least the scenery is still something special.”

That was true.

So Qiaoqiao contentedly gazed out at the vast sea and sky, full of longing.

As soon as the green pepper beef sauce was opened, its strong and dominant fragrance instantly filled the air, and everyone in the buffet restaurant instinctively paused and then inhaled deeply through their noses.

It was… truly fragrant!

Meanwhile, Xin Jun, using his chopsticks to scrape some sauce out of the jar, sighed, “Just a little flavor is enough, or it’ll be too spicy and dry. It’s not too suitable for the climate here, and getting heaty isn’t good–”

Before he could finish speaking, he saw a middle-aged man with a plate in his hand standing next to him, staring intently, and then letting out a sheepish laugh:

“Umm… young man, where did you buy that chili sauce… could I… could I…”

His obsequious smile at that moment was humble and tentative as he pushed his plate forward a bit.

Xin Jun: …

…

And outside the buffet restaurant, the middle-aged woman was staring intently in this direction, her heart and eyes filled with bewilderment and anger:

“Everyone brought their own food! Why is it fine for him to bring it! Why am I being looked down on ah ah ah–”

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