Her Cultivation Diary

The new employees adapted quickly.

To be precise, when they tidied up their dorms and opened the windows, they didn't see the cold high-rise buildings, but rather the vast, mist-covered mountains. Their uneasy hearts were instantly calmed.

And looking down close to them—wow, there was a big plot of land behind the dormitory, surrounded by fencing with cameras hanging above, protected pretty meticulously.

"This is..."

A few people leaned against the window, curiously peeking: "What kind of vegetable is that?"

"It looks like Shanghai green vegetable—a type of green vegetable, have you guys eaten it?"

"Why do I feel like it's sweet potato?"

"Aren't sweet potato vines really long? This is Huang Dou!"

"It's only March, in many places sweet potato vines haven't even been planted yet—it's green beans! It's definitely green beans!"

"You guys can still tell... I actually think it looks a bit like potatoes..."

Everyone was chirping away, chatting confidently. When Nian Xu returned from a stroll outside, he saw that new people were in the dorm, so he greeted them and then peeked out as well—

A moment later, he pulled his body back with a complex expression:

"You all don't recognize strawberries, and you think you can pick good vegetables?"

He said it so matter-of-factly, as if he had recognized it from the start—

Initially, he thought they were potatoes too, after all, whose strawberries have such big leaves? This wasn't like the ones he's seen in greenhouses!

"What? Strawberries?!" This surprised everyone, and they started discussing: "The strawberries I picked at agritourism farms didn't look like this!"

"Yeah! Aren't strawberries supposed to be in greenhouses? After they bear fruit, they should die, right..."

The conversation got a bit loud, and just then, Tai Xiaodong came for a routine inspection, hearing people talking about his graduation thesis—how could that do?

"Who's dying, who's dying?!"

He shouted loudly: "My strawberries are growing well! They're about to bloom! In summer, we can harvest another batch!"

"Can you tell the difference between selling leek seedlings and making blind comments! Strawberries naturally bear fruit in spring and summer!"

"Newcomers, remember! These strawberries are absolutely off-limits! Not even one leaf can be touched!"

He appeared fierce and stern, but unfortunately, the newcomers were all fans from his live stream channel, and now their minds were filled with only one word—"fruit!"

Is it true!

If they work here until summer, can they see the strawberries ripen?! Will employees get a chance to purchase them when mature?!

Everyone exchanged glances at the window, their hearts filled with anticipation. Until Nian Xu ruthlessly shattered their fantasy:

"Don't get your hopes up, these aren't Qiaoqiao's home strawberries, they're part of a few agricultural students' graduation thesis."

"They're watching over this plot like they're protecting their babies, so let's not mess with it, let's just walk around."

Oh, so this is the legendary edible graduation thesis!

They glanced again at the lush plot below and mercilessly closed the window.

In Nian Xu's room, the three new employees introduced themselves briefly, and then asked: "Bro, what's your name in the live stream channel?"

Nian Xu: "…Sleep for Five Hundred Years."

Wow!

Everyone was instantly shocked: The top donor who has given hundreds of thousands to Qiaoqiao, is he here competing with them for a job worth 1200?!

Of course! No one said Qiao Family was ordinary!

They're here because they don't want to spend money but still want rehabilitation, while the top donor is purely here for rehabilitation, right? Look at how skinny he is...

Immediately, a thirty-five-year-old middle-aged man was overwhelmed with emotion, tears welling up: "Did you undergo surgery too? Ever since I had my gastric bypass, meals haven't been enjoyable for me...it's so hard to eat normally now."

Nian Xu: "..." Having had a bypass and not being able to sleep, who knows which is more bitter, but since he's the thinnest, it should be him.

So, he earnestly advised: "Make sure to control your eating and don't overeat."

Gastric Bypass Brother: ??? Is this how you comfort someone?

"Don't doubt it," Nian Xu wiped his face: "See, I've only been here three or four days, and I've gained a pound!"

The kitchen's big scale is very accurate!

Everyone looked at his gaunt, skeletal cheeks, and no matter how they looked, they couldn't see where the pound went.

Gastric Bypass Brother even tearfully wondered: "Did Qiaoqiao lie to me? The dormitory chef's cooking isn't good at all?!"

Nian Xu: "…You'll find out at lunch!"

He seemed a bit upset, so everyone quieted down, and after a moment, somewhat awkwardly said: "It's been years since I've lived in a dorm, should we appoint a dorm leader to manage things?"

Nian Xu took up the task without hesitation: "I'll do it! I'll set the rules! I'll cover the water, electricity, and cleaning fees!"

Although it's not much, everyone appreciated his generosity—after all, with only a month of 1200 salary, they had to save a bit.

Indeed, the top donor has plenty of money!

With their experience in the workplace, naturally, no one was interested in the dorm leader position, so now they only asked Nian Xu:

"So... dorm leader, what are the rules in our dorm?"

Nian Xu's expression was grave, his will resolute: "Lights out after nine at night. If you want light, bring your own desk lamp and curtain. I can reimburse these costs."

"But no matter if you watch TV or play games, please refrain from making noise."

"Please make calls or have conversations before nine."

Huh?

Even the balding Gastric Bypass Brother let out the most genuine question: "Nine o'clock...counts as night?"

If it were in Beicheng, he wouldn't even be off work at that time.

This comment earned unanimous approval, with everyone nodding in agreement.

But Nian Xu deeply stated: "You don't understand, having a healthy body is more important than anything. I used to stay up too late, and now I have to maintain my health—"

He reported everyone's schedule:

"Sleep at nine, fall asleep by nine-thirty, wake up at eleven thirty to have a late-night snack to gain weight, and then work for two hours, come back to wash up and sleep at three, breakfast at 7-8 AM."

"That means, with no work during the day, you can wait until 7:50 to get your breakfast at the cafeteria."

"In other words, it's only through this sleeping schedule we can guarantee seven hours of sleep a day."

"Add an afternoon nap, and that's the way to stay healthy!"

These words left everyone looking pale.

The imagined rehabilitation—lying down to play on the phone, staying up all night enjoying the thrill, eating, and strolling.

The reality of rehabilitation—sleep at 9, wake at 7.

"This is too difficult," they honestly said: "How about we first try to adjust, the desk lamps and curtains you don't have to reimburse...let's see if we can stabilize our schedules first."

If they do feel sleepy by nine, they're happy to sleep early and wake up early. Unfortunately, the people here all, if not sleeping like a baby, have some sleep issues.

They're sure they could toss and turn till two or three in the morning, before finally calming down for the night shift.

Nian Xu had no objections to this.

Having spent a few days in the mountains, after 7 PM, it's quiet on the mountain, under a heavy, still blanket, with the rustling pillow...

Honestly, he himself slept at eight!