Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 122: 122. Aunt’s Thousand-Layer Tactics_1

The eldest aunt bustled in with a basket brimming with bamboo shoots, eager to share the news with Wu Lan. But as she entered the yard, she saw her sister-in-law Mao Li sitting there, snapping off lettuce leaves.

She instantly clamped her mouth shut, then shot Song Tan a look, remembering the big sack of locust flowers and the two baskets of bamboo shoots she was holding. The feeling of being favored was wonderful, so without any reluctance:

“You know what, sister-in-law, why don’t we get going? I still have to prepare stuff for my stall tomorrow morning!”

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the lettuce leaves Mao Li had strewn on the ground, and she dug a plastic bag out of her bag: “Sister-in-law, you won’t eat these, but they’re delicious even just stir-fried with garlic!”

Saying this, she didn’t hesitate to start cleaning up the lettuce leaves scattered all over the ground.

Sun Yanyan stood to the side, subconsciously curling her lips in disdain.

The eldest aunt worked fast, quickly bagging everything up, then pouring her own bamboo shoots into the bag as well.

Before Mao Li could comment on her bamboo shoots, she prattled on about how tough it was to run a stall, the early mornings and late nights, and just how draining it was…

Mao Li listened, her heart blooming with joy, thinking that running her own business was a hundred times more comfortable than selling breakfast!

But then, she glanced at the aunt’s two baskets of bamboo shoots and felt a twinge of discomfort.

As everyone knows, bamboo shoots are much more expensive than lettuce.

But then she thought, who hasn’t eaten something from these bamboo forests since childhood? On second thought, those lettuces were meticulously tended in the fields; who’s to say they couldn’t be of the same quality as Milk Vetch, maybe fetching twenty yuan per jin!

So, she pressed down on the discomfort, which turned into a smidge of pride, and then she spoke with deep concern:

“Hongmei, you work so hard every day; you should also treat yourself to some nice food at home. These bamboo shoots aren’t much; anyone can dig up a basketful from the bamboo forest. How are you going to handle all these that you’re carting back?”

The aunt thought: Dig up a basketful just like that? Then why haven’t I seen you do it?

Besides, in the market, bamboo shoots with the husks still on cost several yuan per jin. Those lettuces are not so rare either, and yet you pack them in just the same!

But she just smiled: “Sister-in-law, you know we eat simple at my house. These bamboo shoots can be blanched and dried to last until New Year’s. Come over for New Year’s dinner, and I’ll stir-fry them with pickled peppers for you!”

Mao Li, who never really respected her penny-pinching ways, fake-smiled twice and settled down with her daughter-in-law to rest with eyes closed.

With people leaving, Wu Lan quickly tied a basket to her waist and instructed:

“Qiaoqiao, make sure to clean up the yard, I’m off to pick tea.”

Grandma Wang Lifan also quickly followed: “Oh, they’ve delayed me from making so much money by coming back!”

Song Tan: …

She hadn’t even had the chance to broach the subject of hiring a chef. Oh well, she would talk about it in the evening.

The yard quieted down in an instant.

Suddenly her phone chirped, and Song Tan checked to see it was the tree saplings delivery; they had already passed the city area.

Following the GPS, they should arrive here in about two hours. She wondered if the holes on the mountain had been dug. Along the edges and corners, there’d be time to tidy up once the trees were planted…

Scrolling on her phone, Song Tan also saw the message from the man who had saved her life the other day, a shame she hadn’t had time to respond while in the fields.

After a thought, she sent a belated reply:

“Glad you liked it. I’ve sent you two bottles of our homegrown honey, give it a try.”

Once she replied, it felt like completing a task, and she broke into an easy smile.

Then she had a delayed realization: This lifesaver sure had a good character, straightforward and not long-winded.

Accept when given, and express liking frankly; a straightforward person indeed!

She then remembered the live stream that had abruptly ended the other day and casually opened the live streaming app. As soon as she entered her personal center, she was greeted by a string of “99+” messages in her inbox.

Song Tan: !!!

Have I become famous?

She quickly clicked to see.

First came four system messages.

“Congratulations, the quality content you broadcast has attracted over ninety-nine users, and the website will heavily promote it…”

“Hello, dear broadcaster, the quality content you’ve broadcast on our platform is very popular. To provide better service and display, we’d like to invite you to sign a contract with the website…”

“Congratulations, the quality content you broadcast has gained the attention of nine hundred and ninety-nine users…”

“Congratulations, your live room [Pastoral Notes] will be promoted across higher channels…”

Song Tan couldn’t help feeling triumphant, she really had gained some traffic!

But why had it happened when she was least prepared?

And the content she broadcast that day was done in a very perfunctory manner, she had even just turned on her phone.

Then looking at the followers’ notifications and various comments—well, it seemed Qiaoqiao’s handsome little face and Daxiong’s butt had attracted many people.

It must have been a stroke of luck.

However, Song Tan had no plans to make Qiaoqiao an internet celebrity.

His nature was pure, and getting involved with online public opinion was always troublesome.

As for Daxiong, if people love watching its butt…

While contemplating, Song Tan quickly submitted the contract information form on the backend.

Then, without waiting for the contract to be approved, she immediately started another live stream.

Strike while the iron is hot, seize the traffic, live-selling is just ahead!

But looking around, firstly there wasn’t much of interest to broadcast, and secondly… it seemed there was nothing to sell, right?

The tea leaves were so expensive, she had never considered selling them online, and it wouldn’t be right.

Which left her with no choice—

“Qiaoqiao, are we cutting honey this afternoon?”

“Yes,” Qiaoqiao said loudly, “I didn’t finish yesterday, there are three beehives left.”

When he was cutting the beeswax, in order not to hurt the larvae, he was extremely careful, so his movements were particularly slow.

As he spoke, Qiaoqiao started gathering his tools in an adept manner, then seriously put on his head net and gloves.

Not until his face was shrouded behind the dim black veil did Song Tan raise her phone:

“Let’s go, today you focus on spinning honey, and I’ll leave my phone by your side. There will be a lot of people watching you work through my phone.”

While saying this, Song Tan glanced at her live room.

Well, as expected, traffic is fleeting like a mirage, a brief cloud, after broadcasting for half a day, only three people had entered the live room, and it was unclear if any had stayed.

But she wasn’t discouraged: after all, live streaming was meant to be casual, and if it produced good results that was great, but she didn’t lose anything if it didn’t.

Especially since she had already experienced a bigger hit after publishing a full-stack of videos later on.

However, Qiaoqiao was momentarily puzzled:

“A lot of people watching me? Why’s that?”

“Do they want to learn how to spin honey too?”

He got excited in an instant: “I can teach! I spin it really well now! Teacher Qiaoqiao will teach with all my heart!”

Song Tan: …

She thought she would have to explain a lot, alright then, as long as Qiaoqiao is happy.

It seems that every child’s heart harbors a dream of being a teacher.