Her Cultivation Diary

Yang Zhengxi just finished eating and was already craving more, let alone the fans! 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

[Sipping Bull and Horse Coffee, I suddenly felt like I was back in my student days, just as morning classes started...]

[I’m different, I start getting hungry during the third period...]

[The hunger from student days has engulfed me too]

[Qiaoqiao, you’ve changed...]

[Why am I still drooling here? Just to open a potato blind box!]

But Qiaoqiao had no idea about this, he even said to Yang Zhengxi, "You can leave your phone there; let’s quickly pick the rapeseed flowers."

Saying this, his eyes lit up as he saw a lone rapeseed plant with small yellow flowers blooming ahead, and he hurriedly carried his basket and carefully squeezed through.

The livestream room was empty.

Yang Zhengxi: ...

Forget it, he eventually carried the tripod, following Qiaoqiao’s figure and guiding him remotely.

...

Life in the village was peaceful, but the popularity of Yunqiao Village began to ferment on the internet last night.

Secretary Xiaozu strolled over to mooch a meal, hadn’t even commented on the freshly slaughtered chicken, and was already shocked by the TikTok buzz:

"Wow, yesterday’s watermelons weren’t given away for nothing..."

In just one night, it accumulated over 500,000 likes!

And looking at Chen Yunyun’s TikTok account, three videos—[AFP-style Mighty King and the Uniformed Team][The Endless Golden Sakura Across the Mountain Path][Harvesting Nature’s Essence in the Spring Breeze], each got 500,000 likes.

What kind of heat is this?

Not counting Qiaoqiao, the most popular team in Yun City hadn’t gone viral like this!

Secretary Xiaozu couldn’t even bother to eat but couldn’t bear to put it down, so he quickly took two bites and swallowed before starting to make calls:

"Everyone, get ready..."

Xin Jun was off today, and as he pondered, he said, "Our homestay is quite ordinary; tourists probably won’t bother to come in, right?"

If they do, and see Zhang Yanping looking like a mob boss, wouldn’t it cause misunderstandings?

Thinking of this, he sighed: "Forget it, for the May Day holiday, I’ll cover the day shift."

During the holidays, Qiaoqiao also took a break, specifically planning to relax these days. But since they’re still in the cost recovery phase, the two took turns working at the homestay.

Fortunately, it was initially all booked by the film crew, so there was no need to frequently cancel or change rooms, giving them a chance to get practical experience, identify problems, and fix them.

After some time of honing, they knew that daytime had more chores, while at night, except when the crew got off work, they could rest.

These days, they can’t escape hard work wherever they go!

Wu Lan was curious: "Xin Jun, you seem to enjoy running the homestay with Yanping, so why not work at home?"

Xin Jun instantly shook his head: "It’s not the same intensity, Aunt! And at home, I have to listen to my parents, it’s different from doing it myself."

His parents were more energetic than him, at the age of being able to hustle, so naturally, ordering their son around was relentless.

Recalling the hardships before, Xin Jun felt relieved and didn’t put down his bowl, eating while strolling out the door.

Song Tan watched silently, remembering how Xin Jun used to eat so politely at home, compared to now, eating from the bowl, walking, chatting with villagers—she didn’t know what to say.

Well, as long as he’s happy.

...

Secretary Xiaozu’s preparations were spot on.

Just after 8 o’clock, unfamiliar vehicles started entering the village.

The slow-down signs she had someone put up overnight were just setting up, and Big Pearl hadn’t even set her work shifts yet. The ones getting off were actually yesterday’s regulars.

The middle-aged aunt with red hair was particularly proactive and impressed her. When they met eyes, she quickly waved: "Director Zhu, busy!"

Xiaozu: "...Yes! I was worried that too many people would affect the experience, so I’m checking around first!"

The aunt nodded in agreement: "There will definitely be lots of people! Yesterday, a few of us old friends agreed to come back today. For those who can’t make it today, we’ll come back in a couple of days."

"It’s really relaxing in the countryside, the land is expansive, the air is fresh, and the veggies are fresh and delicious—you don’t know, I bought a few pounds of bok choy yesterday, and my granddaughter loved it!"

"And those pea shoots, I made them into hot noodle pancakes, rolled them with bean sprouts and others, and my daughter-in-law wants them again today!"

The aunt raised her head: "I must contribute more today!"

Secretary Xiaozu welcomed her warmly:

"That would be wonderful! Honestly, I’m a bit anxious; I’m young and new, afraid that I might not achieve much in the village... but Aunt! Thanks to people like you willing to trust and support us! We definitely won’t disappoint you... If there’s anything unsatisfactory, look for me directly! I’ll solve it!"

The aunt felt even more proud, looking at Secretary Xiaozu’s youthful face with affection:

"Yes, you’re younger than my son, assigned to the village... Village work isn’t easy... Don’t worry, Aunt will surely support you! Wait a bit, I’ll contact our old friends to see who needs vegetables, and I’ll bring them back..."

The shop’s boss lady, cracking sunflower seeds, also greeted, "Sister, need anything else today?"

The sister laughed: "I brought my own spade today – do you sell baskets here? I came early and didn’t see any stalls on the road..."

The boss lady’s eyes lit up: "Not yet, but I can have someone send some over later—

the scenery on the mountain is beautiful, since you’re here, take some pictures first; there’s no rush to dig wild vegetables!"

After they left, the boss lady immediately called Wu Lan: "Wu Lan, didn’t your old man keep weaving straw mats last year? Do you have baskets at home? Need new ones!"

She was referring to Song Youde; few people make baskets now, and seeing tourists coming, it’s inconvenient to source from far away, so they must find nearby.

But now Song Youde isn’t concerned with these trivial tasks!

Wu Lan was about to reply when she suddenly remembered her dad’s call early yesterday morning, so she changed her words at the last second: "Hold on, let me ask around!"

After inquiring, she chuckled because the old man couldn’t answer the phone, busy splitting bamboo strips, so the old lady picked up:

"...Baskets? Yes, we sold over thirty yesterday, which was unusual; your dad’s full of energy, still making them."

"Huh? Get Leilei to set up a stall by the roadside, same price as yesterday? Leilei’s tending the cows, no time? I’ll do it!"

"Your village needs them too? How many? Standard pricing? How about a five-dollar discount per basket?"

Wu Lan laughed: "It’s a minor task, why not! Hold on, I’ll get Tantan to drive over and pick them up."