Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 787 - Chapter 787: 777.Silly Dog_1

Chapter 787: 777.Silly Dog_1

Qiaoqiao possesses the virtuous quality of never paying attention to bullet comments.

So no matter what viewers shout in the live stream, he teaches his content, appearing highly focused–now he has even progressed to teaching about carrots!

Although Zhang Yanping didn’t go up the mountain with them, at the moment he was indeed watching over the live stream, and upon seeing the screen full of “Carrots, reporting for duty,” he couldn’t help but deeply agree.

Carrots, besides when stewed with red-braised lamb, never tasted good!

But… the carrots from Tantan’s home are definitely an exception.

However, when he watched the stream, he didn’t just watch passively: “Tantan, I’ve noticed that during the recent live streams, when watching replays, there are always bullet comments nitpicking.”

They don’t put their heart into it, choosing to flood in at the same time, constantly trying to set the tone against someone by criticizing the “price” and claiming “the host doesn’t respect people.”

But some of their IDs are the same as those from TaotaoBao, and Zhang Yanping took a look in the background and found that although there had been a lot of criticism, they had definitely not skimped on spending money!

For a moment, he couldn’t wrap his head around it.

Now telling Song Tan about it, he didn’t expect her to ponder for a moment before quickly coming to a conclusion: “I understand.”

“It’s probably that MCN Company that couldn’t sign us last time, wanting to use us as a stepping stone to push their people forward. But don’t worry, it’s winter and Professor Song said there will be a selection by the officials, their endorsement is more trustworthy than any of these.”

“Moreover…” she said with a sly smile, “you said yourself they haven’t spared the money, so that proves it–these customers were referred by people from the MCN Company… If their attempt to set the tone didn’t work out, people like that are naturally more the merrier for us.”

Zhang Yanping also smiled.

When he was originally fair, fat, and gentle, his smile had a naturally friendly quality, but now with a darkened face and a smile, he looked like he was about to kill someone.

So painful to the eyes.

Song Tan silently diverted her gaze, thinking that Spiritual Energy would improve the body, magnifying the advantages… she was not responsible for Brother Yanping turning out this way.

Meanwhile, Zhang Yanping, who looked like he was about to kill someone, was asking about the vegetable seedlings: “Over ten acres of land, lots of seedlings being pulled out, are we really giving out one basket per person?”

A basket of vegetables might not last a few meals, but a basket of seedlings… Zhang Yanping now had a concept of vegetables too. Just one plastic basket, and even if every household got three vegetable gardens, they might not have enough space to plant them all.

“Yes,” Song Tan nodded. “I’ve discussed it with my mom. We’re slowly getting wealthier, and although it’s rumored outside that we have tens of millions in loans, if we have such villas standing there, and not giving away anything from the fields… eventually, there will be people who are dissatisfied.”

The current quiet is merely due to the few number of people in the village.

“While there are still not many people in the village, and every household is working hard, giving away a basket of seedlings also seems to show the village’s character.”

This village character doesn’t seem of much use on usual days–neighbors quarrel and cause commotions all the time.

But if it’s entirely absent, then we’re done for; if others can’t cause big problems under the strict guard of the dogs, couldn’t they resort to small acts of sabotage?

Thus, Song Tan took the initiative to propose: “The amount we give is also premeditated.”

“Our seedlings are good. They take them home and share with friends and relatives. What’s left, my mom will advise them to plant as much as possible in their own fields and home gardens.”

“By the end of the year when these vegetables grow, although they may not taste as good as ours, they will certainly be better than what’s available on the market.”

“Just right for Old Zhao, who has a limited number of potential customers–after all, you can’t eat vegetables that cost 20 per jin every meal, right?”

“I’ve already made arrangements with Old Zhao. He’ll buy them at a higher price when the time comes.”

If that still doesn’t work, there’s always Boss Chang! In his hotel, there must be some distinction in the quality of vegetables for the banquets, right?

Carrots also add to the weight, so with this wave, the villagers are sure to earn a significant amount. When comparing, not only do they earn wages from working at home for us, but they also get big perks…

Then we needn’t worry about labor next year! Take Zhou Tianyu for example; although Song Tan might not value his labor, he’s young!

Being young means he’s easier to exploit.

Zhang Yanping was thoughtful.

He found that he was good at negotiating prices with suppliers, but when it came to dealing with rural relations, he still fell a bit short.

It seems he really did need to learn more. Who knows, if he learned for long enough, perhaps his housing land would find a resolution?

However, besides delivering vegetable seedlings, there was another thing he needed to ask:

“So, all these seedlings we’ve pulled out, are we keeping them to eat? Isn’t that a bit wasteful?”

Song Tan wondered: since when did their family ever worry about wasting food? Didn’t they always just eat what they wanted?

Zhang Yanping explained, “What I mean is, take out a portion as a kind of benefit–like the live stream last time got quite a lot of tips, so for the top three, giving two pounds each should be fine, right?”

“Also, with so many vegetable seedlings, we can offer them to fans in the surrounding cities where express delivery can guarantee next-day arrival. That’s quite a special privilege.”

After all, his pickled beans were obviously not going to sell these couple of days! There had to be something to appease everyone!

Song Tan thought about it and found it feasible.

She simply picked up the rice bucket, the dogs weren’t even fed yet: “Then you arrange it. I’ll speak to Brother Xiaozhang, let him come again at noon.”

Walking out the door, she remembered, “Oh, leave ten pounds for me, send it with cold preservation!”

“I got it, I got it!” Zhang Yanping, knowing the ropes, said, “Imperial City, I know!”

…

Song Tan set out riding Qiaoqiao’s Daduo.

You couldn’t deny that this little trike was pretty convenient. With the dog food loaded in the back, and the bike itself not too big, it was just right to travel to the riverbank.

In the early morning, the river surface was misty, not the impenetrable fog of winter, and all over the grass at the water’s edge were glinting, translucent dewdrops.

In the damp, tough-to-walk parts of the marshland, there were lush and vibrant greens. There were also various species of reeds of different heights, waving in the morning breeze.

They grew freely and wildly in large swathes, very much like the reed marshes in “Little Soldier Zhang Ga.”

Song Tan was so captivated she stopped to stare.

Pasture grasses are very hardy and can grow in wetlands. But she hadn’t removed these gradually dying reeds because inside…

There were far too many lives.

Egrets, mandarin ducks, wild ducks, various unknown water birds…

Having raised cattle and sheep, without some birds to accompany them, it felt as if something was missing. So, she simply left them be!

The new and rudimentary breeding houses at her side were empty, with only the spacious doghouses positioned at various places around the entrance.

However, she didn’t see the four dogs or the two little Border Collies.

Song Tan was used to this and merely called out, “Dinner time!”

The next moment, large patches of lush green Imperata cylindrica and Pennisetum purpureum suddenly began to shake, and with rustling sounds drawing closer, it was only when they got near that the dogs made a sound:

“Woof!”

“Woof woof!”

Next, the two smallest Border Collies, Little Ten and Eleven, were the first to emerge from the grass, their heads still adorned with broken leaves.

Following them were Princess, Yingjun, Duoduo, and Cang Er.

Song Tan couldn’t help but laugh: “Silly dogs!”

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