Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1845 - 1671: Friends Arrive

Master Chai and Xiaozhou didn’t reach the mountain until dusk.

Master Jiang was busy directing his disciples to prepare vegetables when he saw them coming over. He quickly came out to exchange a few pleasantries:

"Why didn’t you come by in the afternoon when you had time?"

The two of them felt a bit dizzy and seemed slightly out of sorts: "In the afternoon, we went for a massage and moxibustion..."

Talking about this was definitely a topic Master Jiang could relate to:

"Comfortable, right? Did you fall asleep? Let me tell you, our occupational ailment is that it hurts a bit when you get the treatment, but once that glass cup is placed on, you feel sleepy, and paired with that moxibustion, oh my!"

The reason he used just interjections was that he couldn’t quite describe it.

Initially, when the cup is applied, it stings a bit, but as it presses down heavily on your back, you easily drift into a drowsy state.

After the cup is removed, there’s a sudden lightness, and naturally, it feels great.

However, this is the usual experience. When the moxibustion is applied to the acupoints, there’s a sensation that starts warm and hot but clearly doesn’t burn, combined with sweat gradually dripping down...

Master Jiang, as an experiencer, at this moment can only summarize with two words: "Transparent!"

"I’ve done it three times this year, and Doctor Guo said come summer again he’ll continue with the treatment... In short, the body feels so clear!"

After expressing his admiration, he looked at the pair: "What about you guys? How do you feel?"

Master Chai dizzily said, "I don’t know how to describe it, feels like there’s power in my body again, but still a bit light-headed."

He even fell asleep and is now worried he might not be able to sleep at night.

The young Xiaozhou rubbed his waist, "My legs feel so warm..."

The three of them chatted on and concluded that this countryside really had hidden talents, and Doctor Guo was truly capable!

Master Chai even scheduled to continue next week!

After talking for a while, he asked Master Jiang, "Isn’t your salary lower here? Can you adapt?"

Master Jiang replied contentedly, "It’s indeed a bit lower compared to before, but didn’t I just get a raise? The salary is alright."

The key is there’s no pressure!

He originally came here for his health, and although cooking meals for many people can be a bit tiring, didn’t he get three new apprentices?

He doesn’t have to prepare vegetables, clean up, or do heavy lifting; Xiaofeng takes care of the washing.

The villagers and employees are all supportive, enjoying whatever is made.

Sometimes, when feeling lazy, he can cook a big pot of stew, and everyone enjoys it without lifting their heads.

Having spent a year living here, his face looks healthier now:

"Although the salary is a bit low, we have social insurance and housing funds; no performance assessments, whatever’s made is what’s eaten."

"No need to clock in, just three meals a day, wake up naturally, sleep naturally."

"There are no meetings or inspections, and no customer complaints..."

"Also, I eat from my own kitchen here. When I have time, I go down the mountain and eat with Master Song and them, otherwise, I just pick vegetables from the garden and cook some meat myself."

When you count it all up, somehow, his savings each month aren’t any less, as his wife mentioned.

Master Jiang always handed his salary to her, and she provided him with living expenses. Here, without smoking, drinking, or other expenditures, the living expense reduced from two to three thousand to now just 500 yuan.

Doesn’t that increase savings?

In short, the health-minded person is very satisfied.

He’s satisfied, but Master Chai, seeing his brother driving a Land Rover, felt quite poignant: "If it wasn’t for having to support the family, I’d love to come too..."

Xiaozhou hesitated: "My daughter goes to a prestigious elementary school, it’s really tough..."

But it’s just talk. Other people’s lives are always good, and Master Chai was somewhat envious of the quality ingredients he got to eat, nothing else.

Conversely, Master Jiang was a bit puzzled: "Didn’t I hear Lun Chuan’s friends were coming tonight, shouldn’t you be preparing?"

Master Chai shook his head: "Was queuing at the clinic in the afternoon, wanted to come back earlier to prepare, but Boss Lu said they’ve been traveling all day by car, their appetite might not be great, simple dishes for dinner will do."

"The lavish meals will be prepared tomorrow - tomorrow Boss Song is going to slaughter a lamb."

Oh wow!

Master Jiang was delighted: "Making lamb soup tomorrow? If so, save me a bowl, I’ll bake some bread ahead and bring it over."

... 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Qin Yun, He Kuang, and Yun Feng, although setting off from different places, managed to join up due to prior time planning.

However, after eight to nine hours of driving, even with a sufficiently spacious vehicle, the elderly and children at home grew restless.

He Kuang’s son even puked once.

Halfway, Lun Chuan asked what they wanted to eat, but at that moment, nobody felt like eating.

And Lun Chuan, after some thought, decided to ask Doctor Xiaoguo for some hawthorn pills in the evening and also got some appetite-enhancing tea.

The tea was brewed and prepared beforehand, the watermelon was left soaking without refrigeration, and with Master Chai and Xiaozhou preparing a few cold dishes, only until eight in the evening, when it was completely dark, did they finally await everyone.

"No way!"

Qin Yun muttered while pushing the luggage: "The child refused to leave at the service station and delayed quite a bit."

While Lun Chuan led them upstairs via elevator: "It’s been a tiring journey, but tonight, there’s no event planned. Now let Master Chai quickly fry a few dishes, you can take a rest first."

"Dinner will be in the courtyard, apply mosquito repellent."

Qin Yun nodded: "Alright! We’ve been thinking that the courtyard is spacious."

The kids had been cooped up all day, and being indoors, they just couldn’t sit still.

He Kuang also hurriedly said: "Is there any watermelon? My son’s been longing for that watermelon." In fact, his parents, his wife’s parents were craving it too, but as adults, felt too shy to admit.

Lun Chuan laughed: "It’s soaking in water, we’ll take it out and slice it now."

Everyone was friends, so nobody was too formal, with Lun Jing only exchanging a few pleasantries with the elders of the three families before quickly heading downstairs to prepare hawthorn tea.

While sighing: "Taking the high-speed rail is much better, only three to five hours journey."

When she was young, she didn’t care, back then sitting on a train for several days was normal. Without seats, you could even stand the whole way.

But now, whether due to age or not, sitting for two to three hours in a cramped seat made her body feel uncomfortable everywhere.

After being in a car for several consecutive hours, unless she sleeps through it, it truly isn’t comfortable.

Lun Chuan just laughed: "Since you’re here, taking the high-speed rail with empty hands isn’t as satisfying for them."

Each family drove a nine-seat large vehicle, unlikely they’d leave without filling up the trunk on the way back.

Seeing Lun Jing adding ice cubes to the glass, he reminded: "Kids should drink watermelon juice or milk, not cold ones."

Lun Jing hummed a tune: "Don’t worry, I raised you, don’t I know?"

With 10-20 people moving in, the guesthouse is flourishing, she felt delighted.

Although calculating back and forth, undoubtedly the son contributed more, but friends are friends, business is business, they’re separate matters.