Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 598 - Chapter 598 598. Reapply for Drivers License_1

Chapter 598: 598. Reapply for Driver’s License_1 Chapter 598: 598. Reapply for Driver’s License_1 Qi Lin guessed right; they were using a barrel for Professor Song’s portion, and everyone else got two bottles each. As they were filling the bottles, Tai Xiaodong leaned in:

“You seem quite knowledgeable about this, huh?”

His eyebrows twitched, making him appear extremely lively. Qi Lin had always envied this extroversion and this time was no exception:

“Where I come from, there’s a lot of wind and sand, plenty of sun exposure, and it gets particularly cold. The locals all drink their own distilled spirits, which are nearly 60 percent alcohol.”

One sip and it felt like a knife had sliced from your mouth to your throat, followed by an instant flush of warmth spreading through your body, enabling you to step outside even in the exceptionally dry and cold conditions…

“What about you?” Tai Xiaodong asked curiously.

Qi Lin smiled calmly: “I could handle two liang of liquor when I was ten.”

After all, we were too poor; the attention and education given to children were completely different from those in the city. The important aspects of child care that people strongly emphasize were unheard of in our village.

Of course, like all villages, my hometown gradually lost its young people as well.

“Holy shit!”

Tai Xiaodong was shocked!

“And yet at our dinner parties, you said you couldn’t drink!”

“Mhm.” Qi Lin appeared even more nonchalant: “Alcohol damages the brain, and I want a better life, so naturally, I can’t ruin my brain–I stopped drinking.”

Tai Xiaodong: …

He muttered, “If you really wanted a better life, your grades would have allowed you to change departments a long time ago…”

Meanwhile, Yan Ran, holding two bottles of liquor, chuckled: “Both my mom and dad love to drink. Once this liquor is shipped home, I’ll ask for some pocket money to get a new camera lens!”

Tai Xiaodong: …

He was reminded of Yan Ran’s camera and lens, which cost over twenty thousand… Damn it, he only had a second-hand DSLR that he scrimped and saved for, worth mere three thousand!

Qi Lin’s second-hand GoPro even had better resolution than that camera!!!

But no worries, he still had the drone sponsored by the tech company… Naturally, everyone in Professor Song’s team had one.

Once their shares were all bottled, Song Tan came over: “Seventh Uncle, pour me two bottles… actually, make it five jin!”

Sure, sure, sure.

Anyway, it was customary to ship good things via express delivery; everyone was used to it.

Yet, whenever he had free time, Seventh Uncle would grumble–lucky guy getting such great stuff every day!

Well, he didn’t know about Lun Chuan’s injury, as he had heard that Song Tan only suffered a small wound on his head when he returned and assumed it was nothing serious… At that moment, he felt quite envious.

But then he thought–when someone is willing to save a life, giving them something for a lifetime is only right and proper! Besides, how could he compare himself to him? In the Song family, didn’t everything edible and drinkable have to go through him first?

With that in mind, Seventh Uncle couldn’t help but feel smug again.

Regarding the liquor… he had been considering whether to send a few more jin to his son. But now it seemed that there might not even be enough for himself, let alone worry about his son who was far removed from the Emperor’s reach!

He pondered over the choice of chef for the construction site… Oh boy, while he knew plenty of people, it was tough to find someone who was skilled, didn’t charge much, and was willing to come to this village!

With only about a hundred plus jin of liquor and after the shares were divided, the jug seemed visibly less full. Song Tan set aside the portions for Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun (five jin each) and thought about Wu Lei…

Forget it!

They were sure to drink during meals anyway, so he decided not to allocate any for now.

As for the rest… we’ll just keep it for ourselves to drink! After all, there are so many people!

It’s just that Song Sancheng felt a bit regretful. At this moment, he stared at the leftover sorghum rice husks and sighed, “If only we were still fishing, these would be perfect for baiting!”

Now, he could only think about it.

For one thing, there was always something to do at home, and besides, it was too hot, and he was too lazy to go fishing.

Secondly, there was no sense of achievement. After all, the fish he caught weren’t even eaten at home! Although he loved fishing, he wasn’t obsessed with it to that degree–the newly stocked fingerlings in the pond tasted much better than what he could catch outside!

But Song Tan thought of something, “Dad, you and mom really need to get your driver’s licenses. Not to mention anything else, when the construction up the mountain is finished, if there’s something to be transported, I can’t be the only one driving back and forth, right?”

Song Sancheng: …

Well, what about driving a tricycle! No one in the village asks for a license to drive a tricycle! And was it that he didn’t want to take the test? It was clearly because there were too many questions in the first subject, he would remember the latter and forget the former…

He tried to find an excuse, but Song Tan figured, the family ate the crops during the day, and at night when she practiced cultivation, some of the Spiritual Energy dispersed…

In the past six months, Song Sancheng’s hair had become shiny and black, and the wrinkles on his face had smoothed out a bit. It was unlikely that his mental state and memory were worse than six months ago, right?

So she made a decision on her own, “Take another look at the questions, I’ll help you sign up for the first subject test tomorrow. Once you pass, I’ll take you both to town to learn driving!”

Wu Lan, on the other hand, was never resistant, but quite confident, “That’s right, I’ll review the questions with your dad first–I’ve been able to score over ninety for a while now!”

Besides, her daughter drove that pickup truck–how convenient! She wanted to drive too! She wanted to haul a truckload of things!

So she took the initiative, “You don’t have to take us to town. Your dad can ride the motorcycle and we can go back and forth more easily than you driving!”

Song Sancheng was still hesitant: “There’s work to be done at home…”

“I’ll handle it!”

Tai Xiaodong, who had just received two pounds of good liquor, squeezed in:

“Uncle, don’t worry, we’re here at home. We’re all good hands when it comes to work. Just tell us what needs to be done today, and the three of us will take care of it right away!”

Having eaten and taken so much, he really needed to do some work to save face! The moment he heard that Song Sancheng and his wife were going to learn to drive, it was like a godsend!

He had to show what he could do!

Song Sancheng grumbled and calculated for a while: “Planning to pick corn tomorrow…”

“Isn’t it just less than an acre of land? Don’t worry, the three of us will finish picking it by noon!”

Before Song Sancheng could say anything else, Qi Lin added, “Uncle, don’t worry, we pick corn in the morning and in the evening we cut and drag back the cornstalks. Tomorrow we can chop them up to feed the pigs–if Song Tan is willing to buy a crusher, we could crush them directly into feed.”

“I think it’s a must-buy!” Yan Ran said thoughtfully: “Once all the corn is picked, we surely can’t eat it all at once, right? When the corn dries, we can shell it, and the cobs can be crushed by the machine to feed the pigs.”

“Your family also planted green beans and red beans, right? The vines, once chopped and crushed, will ferment faster for fertilizer, just in time for the excavators to turn the soil on the mountain.”

“Exactly, exactly!” everyone chimed in:

“Zhang Yanping knows how to make fermented fertilizer, right? If we had a crusher at home, we could crush all those useless and unburnable vines, including the ones dug up by the excavators on the mountain. Fermenting them is both natural and cost-effective.”

To grow plants well, sunlight, water, and nutrients are indispensable.

Yet with such good resources at their disposal, if they only relied on simple chemical fertilizers and urea over the long term, the soil would eventually become compacted, the fertility would solidify, and it wouldn’t be easy to replenish the different nutrients the plants need…

Improving the condition would take a lot of effort later on.

It’s better to start with a variety of natural fermented fertilizers, along with microbial adjustments to achieve true green ecology!