Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1865 - 1678: Tobacco Again
As an editor, Yun Feng reluctantly took out his private savings to appease his wife. After the two of them took a nap and came downstairs, he lamented:
"You two, you’re not bringing me any luck!"
Qin Yun couldn’t accept it: "Why only blame the two of us? Did Lun Chuan bring you good luck?"
Yun Feng replied coldly: "Yes, he did."
Qin Yun, to mention a few: ... It does seem like he did.
After all, he’s a top-tier writer, while we can only be considered above average.
How annoying! Not only did our brother not suffer, but he really got himself a Land Rover!
But since they’re here in Lun Chuan’s place to enjoy free food and drinks, they can’t complain too much. They hummed and flipped the topic: "Let’s go, let’s go to the urban area to buy stuff for the kids."
Lun Chuan chuckled: "Why the rush? It’s so sunny. Before 5 PM, nothing’s getting done—let’s have lunch first!"
Everyone quickly touched their bellies. In the village, the three daily meals are delayed by two hours, and it’s quite the adjustment.
However, for this group of men, it’s fine, given that they’re used to being night owls.
Lunch was a labor of love from Master Chai, Master Jiang, and Seventh Uncle. Once the aroma of the food wafted through, everyone forgot everything else.
Freshly grilled lamb chops, braised lamb leg, poached lamb, and stir-fried lamb offal.
The tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, eggplants, and other vegetables picked that morning—each had their own preparation.
Plenty of tea, and even a simmered sweet and chilled white fungus soup, everyone ate without lifting their heads, stuffing their bellies full.
Only He Tuo’s world felt shattered.
At the moment the meal started, he only inhaled the aroma before his father slipped a dog leash onto his back, handing the other end to Little Ten, who was waiting to have a go.
Little Ten is an experienced, strong, and smart sheepdog. As he tugged the leash forward, He Tuo involuntarily followed suit.
From the base of the mountain to the canteen up top, it was really a mental drain for him.
As for how good the food was—
Oh well, He Kuang and his wife couldn’t worry about that, they just shoveled food into their bowls as fast as they could!
The group specifically drove here, with gifts for Lao Song’s family in the cars! But after filling their stomachs, they completely forgot about it.
It wasn’t until the cars drove back to the guesthouse that they felt regretful.
Listening to the group, Wu Lan was beaming with joy!
Thinking that Xiaochuan’s friends are quite particular too!
Seeing that they still wanted to go back out into the blazing sun to carry things, she quickly advised, "No rush, no rush, talk about it when you go in the evening!"
In the evening, everyone would surely eat at the guesthouse, but with the sun blazing outside, her words were well-received, and everyone calmed down.
The four men discussed among themselves and ultimately decided to let Lun Chuan drive to the urban area to buy things.
Firstly, he’s familiar with the place.
Secondly, each of their cars was still loaded with gifts for Lao Song’s family.
Not to mention, the 100 sets of books Yun Feng brought were quite heavy, nearly weighing the big car down. Driving that into the city was really unnecessary.
Wu Lan also advised:
"If you’re not in a hurry, you can buy online. Can’t that thing arrive the next day? Xiaozhang from the town can come by tomorrow with the courier, he can bring it along, which is quite convenient."
Lun Chuan laughed: "No worries, they just want to familiarize themselves with the urban area for convenience in the future."
Only then did Wu Lan stop advising.
In her eyes, driving to the urban area takes at least an hour! (Song Sancheng’s exclusive speed).
Even others would take 40 to 50 minutes. It’s actually quite time-consuming.
But for Lun Chuan and Yun Feng, who previously lived in the Imperial City, and Qin Yun, to mention a few, also from big cities...
An hour doesn’t seem far at all, does it?
Going out just to get stuck in traffic practically takes that much time too.
So, munching on a melon each, they happily got into the car.
Lun Chuan started the engine: "Eat all you like, just don’t make a mess on my car seat."
"Got it, got it."
Qin Yun had already quickly started peeling, taking in the scenery of the mountainous lands undulating in the distance, and then indulging in a bite of the melon. He felt both his body and soul were doubly satisfied.
But Yun Feng looked around: "The living habits in these hilly terrains are different from the plains."
Lun Chuan nodded: "Yes, on the plains, a village usually clusters together, but here in Yunqiao Village, every household is spaced apart, and there’s even a possibility of a lone house on a single mountain."
"But, the town is remote, isn’t it?"
He Kuang, who has been to many places, added: "In the plains area, it might take 5 to 10 minutes to get from the village to the town by electric bike. But here, I remember it takes more than ten minutes to drive to the town."
