Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1867 - 1678: Tobacco Again (Part 3)

No wonder at first people were reluctant to plant those crops that couldn’t be stored well.

In short, good policies change lives.

This topic elicited unanimous admiration from the men.

Everyone sat at the mahjong table, poured a cup of hot tea, and started chatting about politics, which seemed like endless truths.

Among them, three of the men were smoking.

Wu Lan snapped back to reality and saw them standing outside the porch, taking quick and deep drags while playing cards, but still bringing the smell of smoke inside.

This inevitably reminded her of Song Youde and Song Sancheng.

Actually, both of them smoked, but when Tantan grew tobacco leaves, somehow she managed it in a way that gave them a strong and bold flavor—

Once they tried it, everything else just seemed unsatisfying.

After a while, they ended up not smoking much at all.

Previously, the cigarettes and alcohol that Secretary Xiaozu’s grandfathers sent are now piled up at home.

She was very pleased with Lun Chuan, and naturally was very welcoming to Lun Chuan’s friends, so she called out at the moment,

"Tantan, go home and bring a pack of tobacco leaves over. I’m not playing cards right now, so I’ll roll some cigarettes for them."

Hopefully after smoking these, they’ll quit and won’t subject others to secondhand smoke, which really is unpleasant.

Seeing her mother’s expression, Song Tan knew what she meant and smiled:

"Sure."

No tobacco was planted this year, and even Wu Lan was close to forgetting about this stock.

Secretary Xiaozu did ask for some in the spring, but apparently, the tobacco was so strong that it reduced her grandfathers’ demand for cigarettes, so they hadn’t mentioned it in a long time.

Song Tan pondered: She’d have to grow some more next year.

Aside from everything else, it would be convenient to have it ready for relatives and friends who want to smoke when visiting, sparing others from smelling secondhand smoke.

After this was mentioned, the smokers laughed:

"Are we really growing tobacco?"

Wu Lan proudly said, "Tantan can grow them; everything she grows is good. As for tobacco, many bosses have asked for it, but we didn’t sell it, just gave some to familiar people."

"You guys should try it; after smoking this, you won’t want to smoke anything else anymore, and might even quit smoking."

Everyone laughed at this.

They believed that everything from Lao Song’s family was good, but as for cigarettes, how could they satisfyingly smoke them only to stop wanting more later?

But Wu Lan’s sincere enthusiasm, even when boasting like Madam Wang selling melons, didn’t feel false but rather seemed more genuine.

The smokers jokingly decided they’d have to give it a try to save face.

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Just as Song Tan was home sorting things, she happened to run into Secretary Xiaozu who came by, making her chuckle:

"How did you know? I was just sorting tobacco leaves."

Secretary Xiaozu chuckled too: "I forgot about them until you mentioned it. Give me some more; I’ll use them to please my grandfathers during the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Song Tan picked up a bundle to show her: "Not much left, just this much, I’ll split half for you first."

Secretary Xiaozu wasn’t picky at all, happily accepted the tobacco leaves, and curiously asked, "What made you think of this?"

Song Tan sighed, "Lun Chuan’s friends have some smokers among them, sitting together playing cards now. My mom felt that making others smell secondhand smoke wasn’t good, and it’s not suitable to make guests smoke outside, so she had me bring this to appease them first."

Truth be told, the mystery of these magical tobacco leaves still confounds Secretary Xiaozu.

It is said that Professor Song sent them for an inspection, but nothing unusual was found, just the taste was different.

All in all, for smokers, these were quite satisfying.

Secretary Xiaozu, who could surpass anyone in the village in hospitality, offered her advice:

"Don’t just bring tobacco leaves; those cigarettes my grandfathers gave you last year, they’re high-quality internal supplies, take a pack over."

Whether they smoke them or not, just show respect for Lun Chuan.

Regardless of whether it’s a couple or friends, no matter what kind of intimate relationship it is, mutual respect needs to be fostered.

The cigarettes weren’t being smoked at home anyway, so Song Tan didn’t mind, and casually picked out a pack to bring along.

"By the way, why did you suddenly come by?"

Only then did Secretary Xiaozu remember: "Oh right, just to let you know, a leader might come and stay for two days in mid-month."

"If Lun Chuan’s homestay has rooms at a mid-range price, reserve two; don’t need the best ones, just something mid-range will do."