Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 924 - 906. Psychological Suggestion

Chapter 924: 906. Psychological Suggestion

The tea seeds from the mountain have already been collected and are currently spread out to dry on the grounds of the factory. Qiaoqiao has wanted to pick a few seeds to try making tea oil for fun several times, but it never worked out due to her tight schedule.

At this moment, no one is working anymore. Master Jiang stirred the tea seeds around and is now holding his phone, video calling with his wife:

"... The wind was too strong today... Have you looked at the dorm room? How are you going to tidy it up... I’ve ordered the mattress, you prepare the curtains, ok? Alright, alright... Don’t bother shipping the old table from home, it’s not worth the postage..."

"When are you coming over... Our daughter isn’t off school until New Year’s Day, that’s still one or two months away... I can’t do it, I can’t tidy up by myself..."

"Was it you who liked my livestream yesterday? How come you only liked it but left no comments... I tell you, the crispy rice I made yesterday was so fragrant! It’s just that there were too few people eating..."

"There’s no more work, just odd jobs here, and once there’s no work, they don’t provide meals... I’m going fishing! There’s a wild pond in the hollow over that hill..."

"Didn’t catch anything, the fish aren’t active in such cold weather..."

By the time the call ended, more than ten minutes had passed during the video call.

Master Jiang sighed—his wife isn’t coming, and he has to tidy up the house remotely. This task is much more exhausting than cooking.

But thinking about finally being together with his wife, he cheered up again—not to mention they say this tea oil is particularly good for making hand cream. When are they going to make it? These tea seeds were already half dry!

He had asked about this earlier during dinner.

However, Qiaoqiao sighed, "No, no, I can’t, I’m too busy, I can’t manage it!"

Counting off on her fingers, she said: "The wind was too strong today, Brother Yanping said the wind would interfere with the livestream audio, and the tea seeds on the mountain didn’t dry well, so the hand cream’s making is on hold."

"Tomorrow my uncle and aunt are coming over, and mom is afraid they won’t feel comfortable, so she wants me to entertain them and help clean the house."

Wu Lei’s chopsticks nearly fell: "My parents are coming over? How come I didn’t know about this?"

Song Tan barely held back her laughter, looking utterly puzzled: "Eh, Brother Wu Lei, you didn’t know? I thought Uncle had told you!"

"Yeah," Qiaoqiao was curious too: "Didn’t they mention it when you talked on the phone?"

Wu Lei: ...

What phone call? There’s nothing to talk about, and it’s been almost ten days since the last call.

Knowing he was at fault, he picked up his chopsticks again and changed the subject:

"Why do they need to tidy the dorm if they’re coming? Are they planning to stay long-term? Are they staying on the mountain?"

"Nope!" Qiaoqiao explained: "Uncle and aunt are coming to learn how to raise cattle, and they’re worried that Brother Wu Lei, you’d be bored living alone, so they’re going to stay at the pasture with you."

Wu Lei: !!!

"But Uncle Zhang will be at the pasture! It’s not boring at all!" Most importantly, there’s the phone!

"However, Uncle Zhang has been busy packaging kudzu root powder for half a month already, and he only stays there at night—Brother Wu Lei, you’re so pitiful, there’s no one to talk to during the day."

Wu Lei: I don’t think so at all!!!

...

Speaking of this, Qiaoqiao’s vitality returned, and she solemnly said to Grandma Tang:

"Grandma Tang, I’m too busy! I won’t have time to learn chess with you tomorrow—can you wait for me for a couple of days?"

"Sure!" Anyway, the hand cream isn’t going to be made any time soon, and the old lady isn’t in a hurry at all. She casually picked at her food and asked leisurely:

"What are you busy with tomorrow?"

Qiaoqiao puffed out her chest: "Tomorrow! I’m going to sell Kudzu Root Powder with Sister Secretary!"

Zhang Yanping also nodded: "Uncle Zhang and the others have already edited the video—sigh, these uncles are just not as flexible and casual as young people."

He made a troubled gesture, but couldn’t hide the pride in his expression: "For a video about making Kudzu root, they reworked it time and again... I bet even the show ’A Bite of China’ isn’t edited with this much precision."

"Kudzu Root Powder?" The old lady got interested: "How do you sell it? Weigh me two pounds first, this stuff is beauty and health-preserving when you drink it."

Professor Song sighed: "These days, what doesn’t claim to be beauty and health-preserving... You better just honestly spend the winter here to recuperate first."

Perhaps by the time spring comes around next year, it won’t be about beauty or health, but about losing weight instead.

Grandma Tang looked at him: "What do you know? Psychological suggestion can reflect on the physique, I believe it can beautify and preserve health, then just a sip would take effect! This concept is quite authoritative."

Professor Song thought to himself: I know about psychological suggestion, but I didn’t expect it to be suggesting this aspect.

However, when facing Grandma Tang, he was always at the bottom of the food chain, so it’s better for him to keep quiet right now.

Meanwhile, Qiaoqiao had already cheerfully started her sales pitch: "Grandma Tang, no need for shipping for you, how about 60 yuan per pound!"

Sister Secretary says it’s for contributing to the village, and before the broadcast starts tomorrow, we need to package some for Changleju first.

In addition, tomorrow the vegetable vendor Old Zhao will also come to look at the Kudzu root—and incidentally check out how much of Song Tan’s radishes and cabbage the villagers have scatteredly planted.

Of course, Song Tan thinks, he’s not there to look at radishes and cabbage, but to get a first glimpse at the greenhouse.

Grandma Tang didn’t think 60 yuan was expensive, and now took out her phone: "Which live stream room? Is there a preview? I’ll share it in my WeChat Moments to promote it first."

"No rush, no rush," Song Tan quickly stopped her: "Qiaoqiao’s live stream room has already attracted two or three hundred thousand people, and we only have a little over two thousand pounds of Kudzu Root Powder, no need for more publicity."

With popularity comes trouble, Qiaoqiao’s live streaming is all about having fun, and currently, the fans in the live stream room are well-filtered, very tolerant, and rarely speak nasty words.

But if it’s advertised again, who knows.

Better not.

But Grandma Tang didn’t know, she was puzzled: "You child, can you really complain about having too many fans? Besides, wasn’t it about promoting the village’s live stream room? The more people, the fiercer the competition, which shows our products are in demand."

Song Tan was taken aback: "That’s true."

She had forgotten it wasn’t Qiaoqiao’s live stream room.

Everyone was discussing enthusiastically when they heard the sound of a tricycle at the door, it turned out to be Zhang Wang’s Family bringing two bags of Kudzu Root Powder:

"Song Tan Home, this bag is for you; your family is big, let everyone try it. And there’s one for Secretary Xiaozu; her grandfather’s elderly, consuming this has no harm."

Together, the two bags weighed about two hundred pounds! That’s way too honest!

Song Tan laughed and cried: "Uncle Zhang, I will shamelessly accept what you’ve given to my family. But as for Secretary Xiaozu, you must take her money; otherwise, it violates discipline."

Zhang Wang’s Family was taken aback—

He priced his Kudzu Root Powder, after elaborate instructions from Xiaozu, at 88 yuan online and 60 yuan offline... bringing this hundred pounds here, isn’t this just making someone forcibly pay?

The village official can’t refuse either!

Zhang Wang’s Family quickly hefted the bags again: "Then I’ll hold off on giving hers for now, I’ll see how much her grandfather wants later, I... I’ll work it out separately for her!"