Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1190 - 1164. What are you talking about!

Boss Chang hung up the phone but just wanted to kneel and cry!

How long! How long! It’s been months, and apart from vegetables and salted duck eggs, he hasn’t gotten anything! He slaughtered five pigs, and Song Tan couldn’t bear to sell him even half a slab...

His father used to say, when the money is right, the heart is right!

But he’s had the money right for a long time, and Song Tan doesn’t care one bit...

Now, finally, it’s his turn!

Wuwuwu, turns out being a bootlicker really... pfft pfft! Turns out using sincerity in exchange for sincerity actually works! freeωebnovēl.c૦m

He recalled the phone call he just made and felt a bit uneasy, so he quickly sent an additional message: "I’ll arrange a seafood truck this afternoon, and it will arrive tomorrow morning! Two ponds, remember!"

After hanging up, he paced around his office twice, then hurried downstairs to instruct the logistics staff: "Where are those New Year gift boxes? Quickly prepare ten sets for me!"

"And that tea set, the top-class one, bring out a set!"

"And variety of our teas, pack one box of each for me..."

The more he instructed, the more excited he became, leaving the logistics staff, who was an old employee, puzzled: "Boss? Which client are you sending such expensive gifts to?"

Not to mention, since our tea house upstairs opened, it’s been overwhelmed with guests, fully booked every day, and now we don’t even serve regular clients anymore. The tea we use is naturally top-notch, and now we’re sending so much...

What an important client this must be!

"What do you know?" Boss Chang grinned broadly: "This is for our supplier!"

Well then, at these words, the logistics staff fell silent.

For an ordinary hotel, suppliers send gifts during the holidays. But for Lao Song’s family...

"Don’t just pack these! We have some mountain delicacies and seafood from other regions, send them all too! Got to prepare New Year gifts!"

"Yes, yes!" Boss Chang quickly noted: "Our seafood isn’t outstanding, I’ll find someone..."

They were busy bustling about, and the staff at the door were also busy, with guests demanding one dish after another daily... making the neighboring [Leisurely Residence Ecological Restaurant] seem exceptionally calm, almost deserted.

Despite this, some influencers came from far away to shoot videos and do live streaming.

The central content was pretty much the same—

[Same traditional restaurant, a detailed analysis of how Leisurely Residence failed...]

How infuriating!

The boss angrily shut the office window, only to be choked by the dust flying through the window gap, making him appear even more rundown.

He wore a stern face: "Notify everyone, let’s hold a meeting in the kitchen..."

If it doesn’t work, I’ll change the chefs.

Pfft! The former head chef claimed to be great, but since he charged low rates, I didn’t consider he was actually a disciple rumored to be from the countryside, with no peers in the chef industry...

But now, the restaurant’s business is in this ghostly state, he can’t escape responsibility!

...

Boss Chang didn’t know, nor did he care, about the neighboring restaurant’s misery.

He was eyeing them, thinking they’d collapse by next year at the latest, already plotting whether he could take over their place now with all the money he had.

By then, normal customers and VIPs will be separated, and the tea house will cater differently... covering high, middle, and low-end all at once, may not be specialized but definitely profitable!

Just in time, Lao Song’s family is expected to expand greatly next year, with a broader and more sustained supply of ingredients, ensuring a good life for both of them more important than anything!

With this thought, Boss Chang almost felt like he was on fire-wheels, immediately went to arrange the cars.

...

Song Tan didn’t know how excited Boss Chang could get; in her mind, over 200 acres of vegetables were practically supplied to him alone, what more was he dissatisfied with?

Lao Song’s family was busy too.

The winter wheat in the mountain hollow was now in the jointing stage, a crucial time, and Professor Song was leading students to prepare fertilizer for spreading.

They were busy on their task, and Song Tan had to secretly exert her efforts.

After all, she discovered that for big meals, Seventh Uncle was the master, but for desserts and small snacks involving flour, Lun Chuan was genuinely talented!

Just to make next year’s cake tastier, she had to take care of this wheat.

She was secretly supporting her family livelihood here, while in the Imperial City, Lun Chuan’s family welcomed his editor.

Editor Yun Feng had been to his house more than once, and after settling in, he skipped the niceties and urgently asked:

"What did you mean by the message you sent yesterday? What do you mean by not planning to settle in the Imperial City and to contact online for work?"

He was startled: "You’re not really planning to move to the countryside for love, are you? It’s really true what they said?!"

Lun Chuan frowned: "Qin Yun’s big mouth again?"

He must have been blabbering in the group.

"Do we even need to look at the group?!" Yun Feng was anxious: "You might want to look at your comment section! The recent offline of an important female supporting character, the male protagonist’s white moonlight, why did you write it so tenderly? Just see what everyone’s saying in the reader’s section!"

"Everyone’s speculating whether you have a girlfriend... damn, not only do you have one, you’re serious about it!"

Yun Feng looked at him, it was like watching someone who was desperately smitten in love: "What are you thinking? Imperial City’s resources, environment, all kinds of convenience, aren’t they better than the countryside?"

"You can fall in love, I’ll give a grand gift for your wedding, but why don’t you bring her to the Imperial City for development?"

"Even if she doesn’t know anything, can’t you support the family?"

From the moment he sat down, it hadn’t even been three minutes, his emotions flew up and down several times, and he spoke urgently and quickly, not even getting the chance to sip the tea Lun Chuan brewed.

Only when the rushing aroma of tea hit him did he slowly calm down.

Lun Chuan, who hadn’t said a word and had been calmly smiling at him, finally spoke slowly.

"You don’t understand."

"She’s so free, why come to the Imperial City? She wouldn’t agree, and I don’t want to."

Yun Feng: ...

Look at the smile on your face and listen to what you’re saying?

What freedom! Reality isn’t like characters written by him, life is about day-to-day needs!

"Think about it again," Yun Feng genuinely advised:

"Actually, you’re writing novels online, and now transportation is convenient, whether you write in the Imperial City, countryside, or anywhere, it doesn’t matter to me."

"But from the practical development perspective, you still—"

He drank some tea, expressing heartfelt words.

But Lun Chuan just looked up:

"Oh, forgot to tell you."

"My girlfriend’s family grows tea leaves, raises bees, cultivates vegetables, and fruits, all that you like and pay a good price for, they’re hers."

"By the way, she also prepared farewell gifts from her family’s specialties. If you’re not too picky..."

"What are you talking about!"

Yun Feng stood up abruptly: "I’m not picky—where are those specialties?"

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