Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 126: 126. Teacher Qiaoqiao has started the course!_1

“What’s this?”

Song Sancheng furrowed his brows, “Why are his characters bigger than others, and even colored?”

Zhang Yanping also had a complex expression, “Because this person tipped Qiaoqiao a hundred bucks.”

Pointing to the side at the leaderboard, “Uncle, look at our Qiaoqiao. She can make money now! In just one livestream, she received tips totaling 1,600 yuan, and she takes home at least 700—”

However, Qiaoqiao who was live broadcasting didn’t recognize many characters and was concentrating on handling the honey. She simply didn’t have time to look at these things.

At that moment, the one in front of the screen wore a netted hat, took a gentle breath, and then placed two honeycombs into the honey extractor.

After that, her voice came as a relief, “Now, Teacher Qiaoqiao will start extracting the honey.”

Song Sancheng: ???

Is that it?

Is it so easy for young people to make money nowadays?

Zhang Yanping looked conflicted, “It’s not really that easy.”

But making money? Sometimes it’s a bit like farming—it’s got a bit of a mystical element to it.

Song Tan decided not to leave either and the three of them huddled together in the bamboo forest, watching the livestream.

Zhang Yanping listened to the fireworks popping with colorful displays in the live broadcast room while Song Sancheng watched Qiaoqiao on the screen, whose face could only be seen hazily, along with her earnest movements.

Song Tan, however, watched the barrage earnestly, wanting to find out the secret to getting rich and cracking the code to high traffic.

But then she noticed that the top few on the leaderboard were talking. They said the live broadcast had a magic power that made people drowsy just by listening, and then they had a great sleep…

She then glanced at the time. The broadcast had lasted less than two hours—how long could one sleep from a “great sleep”?

She looked at their usernames—

Well, the top one was called [I Wish to Sleep for Another Five Hundred Years], number two was [Insomnia and Anxiety Sufferer], and number three was [I Don’t Want to Be Involved Either but I Can’t Sleep].

Taking another look at the tags on top of the live broadcast room, one of them was actually [White Noise].

Okay then, this is not just a rural life video, but also a sleep aid video—two categories, two different audiences.

However, why?

Although Qiaoqiao had been nourished by Spiritual Energy and felt light and healthy, it couldn’t be transferred through electromagnetic waves!

To have this ability now, it must really be her unique charm.

Her voice was clear and crisp, and because she was so engrossed, the rhythm of her speech was also very stable, unhurried—which added to the soporific effect.

In the frame, Qiaoqiao was turning the handle of the extractor, the combs inside were whirling with a steady rhythm of their own.

She didn’t speak again, but her expression was especially serious. When the rotation was finally over, Qiaoqiao spoke once more:

“All right, honey extraction is done. We need to take out the bees’ home.”

The combs were lifted from the extractor, and strands of orange-brown honey were still trickling down. Under the average camera of the livestream, they appeared clear and sparkling.

That long drop of honey fell slowly downwards before decisively dripping into the bucket.

At that moment, having tasted the sweet honey before, Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but swallow.

Naturally, the barrage was filled with drooling sounds.

And then someone asked:

[Host, are you selling the honey? How much?]

More people started asking, but Qiaoqiao wasn’t looking at the screen at all.

Instead, her voice became even more serious:

“There’s still a bit of honey left on top that isn’t fully extracted, but no matter, we need to leave some for the baby bees to eat.”

“Okay,” she placed the two combs back into the beehive and rearranged the hive, then came back in front of the camera.

“Now Teacher Qiao is going to store the honey. This honey is 1000 yuan per pound, my sister says it’s very precious, so we need to store it properly.”

“Kids, Teacher Qiao’s class is over.”

He finished saying class was over, yet he had no idea that he needed to turn off the live stream, so he just kept on his own, packing up the honey extractor.

The barrage of comments experienced a brief lull.

And just at that moment!

A huge dog head suddenly popped out from the nearby bushes.

Then there was a gentle “woof.”

Qiaoqiao instantaneously put the basin he was tidying away back down, “Big King, how did you get here?”

Big King slowly emerged from the bushes, its massive body making the audience in the live stream forget the shocking price from before, and once again burst into a series of exclamations—

[Is that a dog? Is that a dog? How can there be such a big dog?]

[Holy cow, so huge! What kind of dog is this?]

Big King didn’t say anything, just stood up, its front paws resting on Qiaoqiao’s shoulders, towering a whole head taller than him.

In the live stream, all the viewers who saw this scene were stunned.

However, the next moment, this majestic and massive dog suddenly made a snort and then used its giant head to nudge Qiaoqiao’s neck, squishing the netting on his head out of shape.

Qiaoqiao then burst out laughing and couldn’t help but hug Big King’s chest and rub against it.

“I know, did you smell the honey?”

He looked around like a thief, then whispered in a lower voice,

“Let’s just eat a little bit while sister isn’t here, okay?”

Big King immediately drew back its paws, stood there again, looked up cheerfully, and “woofed” joyously as its tail wagged as if it were wheels ablaze.

Song Tan: …

According to reason, since she possessed Spiritual Energy, these dogs should act more human around her, more considerate and gentle, right?

Zhang Yanping gave an awkward cough, looking left and right, just avoiding making eye contact with Song Tan.

Song Sancheng, however, furrowed his brows, “This silly kid, such expensive honey, how can he feed it to a dog? Even I rinse my spoon when I drink honey water.”

“Exactly!” Zhang Yanping chimed in with righteous indignation,

“How can he feed it to a dog?”

The next moment, Qiaoqiao scooped out a palm-sized piece of honeycomb from a basin nearby.

The creamy honeycomb still had thick brown honey remaining in it.

He broke it into pieces, feeding them to Big King one by one like candy, allowing Big King to daintily lick them off his palm with its tongue.

Then he took another piece with his finger, lifted his netting, and put it in his own mouth.

“You get a piece, and I get a piece, and we won’t tell sister.”

From the looks of it, it was just like when he shared cookies with Big White.

Song Sancheng felt both heartache and a pang of jealousy:

“That honeycomb is such good stuff, how could he just feed it to Big King like that? I haven’t even had any!”

Zhang Yanping felt even more sour, “Exactly! I haven’t had any either, the last time he only gave—”

His words broke off halfway through, as he paused.

But Song Tan just sighed: This silly kid, he was told not to lift his netting.

And now, although it was a bit of a distance, the live stream got to see most of his face again!

And looking in the live stream, sure enough, there were several “bang bang” fireworks blooming—

[Host, what breed is this dog? Please tell us.]

[Host, what does this dog eat every day?]

[The honey looks really yummy, host, how much is the honey? Can you share a link?]

[The host is so handsome!]