Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1839 - 1669: The Masters’ Schemes

The mentor and apprentice were silently shedding tears when they saw Lun Chuan come in and ask:

"What would you like for lunch, Masters? It’s hot now, so I can get some from the Song Family."

"When it’s not as sunny in the evening, I’ll take you to see the vegetable field and orchard on the mountain. It’s all arranged; you can pick whatever you need."

Pick them ourselves?!

Master Chai perked up! He looked at his watch: it’s only ten-thirty!

"What time do you usually have lunch? Is it convenient to go now?"

Lun Chuan: ...

He looked at the dazzling sun outside: "It’s 38° today..."

The two had driven all the way here and hadn’t had a moment to rest. Yet the young Master Zhou also looked excited:

"No problem, I don’t mind the sun, just give me a hat."

Picking them ourselves?

Heh, isn’t that like a mouse falling into a rice jar!

The mentor and apprentice eagerly took the sun hats handed over by Lun Chuan and rushed out.

"Which way do we go?"

Lun Chuan couldn’t help but laugh: "Why don’t you two sit indoors first, I’ll borrow a tricycle from the Song Family; it’s more convenient for going up the mountain."

Master Chai exclaimed again: "Together, together, let me recognize the places. I’ll have to meet Master Song in the afternoon."

His energetic demeanor is fitting for someone who can wok-toss tirelessly for hours in the kitchen.

Lun Chuan laughed and still led the two to Song Tan’s Home.

Then they heard Lun Jing shouting from behind: "Xiaochuan, ask Tantan’s house when the Nuomi will be harvested? We have no wheat kernels for the milk tea, I’d like to make some nuomi balls."

Master Chai’s eyebrow twitched quickly; he exchanged glances with his apprentice, both pondering how to use up the milk this afternoon.

But Lun Chuan thought for a moment:

"The ones harvested last time are still tender; it might take a little longer."

After all, Nuomi is planted only once a year, unlike early rice, which is planned to be planted again, so the maturity naturally extends much longer.

Lun Jing sighed: "Well then, let’s save the milk for ice cream. It’s summer; we should make some fruit tea... I’ll check online."

The guesthouse is a five to six minutes’ walk to Song Tan’s place, and the group ambled under the shade of trees with their hats on.

It is quite hot, but after walking awhile, they got used to it.

Master Chai felt proud of this: "We’re used to facing the stove, naturally more heat-resistant."

No matter how powerful the kitchen air conditioning is, it’s still hot when the fierce flame hits your face. Especially cooking with quick success, a lukewarm flame can’t bring out good stuff; it has to be a strong flame.

When they arrived at Song Tan’s place, Master Chai had already memorized it—

This road is easy to recognize: leaving the guesthouse, walking along the main road, seeing the bamboo forest, turn into the forked path.

Lun Chuan went to borrow a tricycle, and Master Chai and Xiaozhou went to the kitchen for a lengthy chat with Master Song—

This truly is a solid hand in farm-style cooking! Master Chai was fine, but his young apprentice Xiaozhou was eagerly waiting to learn and seize the opportunity!

It made them feel a bit regretful.

It’s just that Lao Song’s family doesn’t need so many chefs now, nor can they pay high wages.

Otherwise, like Master Jiang on the mountain, earning a salary, simply preparing staff meals, sleeping early, waking early, and enjoying Lao Song’s family ingredients... how wonderful that would be!

But alas, everyone has families; it’s the time to strive. The high salary at Changleju is really not to be abandoned, so they must strive to seize this opportunity.

...

After spending six months in the village, Lun Chuan’s skill in riding a tricycle was now proficient. He loaded two small folding stools into the truck bed, raised his long legs, and sat in the driver’s seat.

"Masters, let’s set off."

Master Chai and Xiaozhou nimbly got onto the truck bed, and at that moment, they held on to the railings, sitting on the stools, watching the tricycle steadily drive up the mountain road, and couldn’t help but praise:

"The road here is nicely built." 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Lun Chuan also laughed: "The Song Family’s farm provides many jobs here, it’s also supported by the government, so this road was only built last year."

As for how fast the approval, how fast the progress, how fast the traffic opened... there’s no need to elaborate on that.

While Master Chai looked at the lush greenery and the expansive orchards on both sides, he gazed longingly: "Is that a peach tree? Oh, the peaches are about to ripen."

"The freshly planted row are green onions, isn’t it? Wow! It’s hot, but the green onions are growing well!"

"There are quite a few bees over there... Oh right, there’s beekeeping, isn’t there? There’s so much you can make with honey..."