Her Cultivation Diary

But knowing Wu Lan and Song Sancheng's busy nature, they probably won't stay idle for long.

Song Tan already checked the tea leaves on the mountain. It's estimated that in a couple of days, after the yuxing grass and mugwort sprouts are harvested, it'll be time to pick the tea leaves.

The busy spring officially begins.

But before the hustle starts, there's one more thing to solve—

"Yanping, are they okay with staying in the dorm tonight?"

With so many people coming over at once, there's really nowhere to stay except the dorm on the mountain. Fortunately, knowing in advance that they'd be coming, a good stock of disposable bedding was prepared from Lun Chuan's supplies, so it'll do for now.

Zhang Yanping exclaimed: Oh no! I forgot to mention it!

Better arrange it quickly while it's still light out.

So he quickly called out: "Hey... once we're done strolling by the river, let's head up the mountain? Gather your luggage; I'll take you to the accommodation."

The group was curious: "Now? Didn't Dog Brother say the dorm is enough, just a place to crash."

"Yeah, with a big group like ours, it's not easy to arrange. Anywhere to catch some sleep will do."

When it comes to raising dogs, they can get really meticulous with the puppies, but also pretty rough at times.

Besides, there's no five-star hotel in this village! If staying here isn't comfortable, drive to town. Heard it's just twenty or thirty minutes, and there's a hotel there.

Zhang Yanping glanced at Sun Shouping, who was snapping photos like crazy of Elizabeth and Da Wang, and couldn't help but laugh:

"You sneak! Doing logistics better than me!"

Brother Xiaosun sighed: "You don't get it, last year William and General didn't get together, I... if I don't try harder this year, I won't have credibility in the VIP group!"

He advised again: "Keep persuading your dog! To organize such a big matchmaking event, if it weren't for my capabilities, it wouldn't happen."

"Besides, my dogs are certified, vaccinated, and I know their health conditions thoroughly!"

"If you find another, who knows what it'll be like. If they plan on unethical breeding, won't you feel hurt? Won't you be angry?"

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand!"

Zhang Yanping responded repeatedly: "Aren't I already persuading? My brain's almost been talked out; what else do you want?"

That's why they were so earnest because they knew all this.

"Alright!" He urged Sun Shouping: "Stop taking pictures, one or two days don't make a difference, take more tomorrow. For now, get everyone settled."

Dog Brother sighed: "For this matchmaking, I have my dad looking after the dog farm... he doesn't know business, sigh, so much effort!"

Zhang Yanping looked at him: "Kangal breeds 4-10 puppies per litter. How many are you selling for?"

"Who said sell?" Dog Brother was displeased: "I patiently choose owners for them."

But his mouth curled up.

These days, dog owners, especially with breeds like Kangals, are truly the wealthy ones! They almost want to feed their pets caviar!

With Qiaoqiao's fans increasing, he's gotten a bit famous too; more clients this year.

And once videos of Da Wang and Elizabeth came out, puppies were immediately pre-ordered.

As for the price...

He touched his nose: "Didn't earn much..."

Being dorm brothers, how could Zhang Yanping not know him?

At this moment, he snorted: "Two puppies for me, and I'll be at a loss."

Dog Brother was displeased at this: "What if Elizabeth only has four? You'd be earning big!"

"And even if I give you five or six, can your place handle it?"

Zhang Yanping had no rebuttal for that.

Nowadays, Master Jiang cooks a big pot of meat bones every day, truly an industrial-sized pot, but a third is for Da Wang, and the rest for the other dozen dogs.

Can't afford it, truly can't afford it.

They chatted and laughed, with Sun Shouping joining in, gathering people in twos and threes. Meanwhile, two security guards who were also strolling by the river turned their cars around—

Let's go check out the dorm!

...

Though they said check the dorm, the dorms were pretty much the same.

But everyone was quite surprised: "Turns out there's such a big place on the mountain, with a factory!"

"Look over there! There's also a building on that hill!"

"Is that a dorm too?"

Zhang Yanping glanced over: "Yes, it is, but those are single rooms. Cleaning is troublesome, so sorry you'll have to stay here."

That little building actually didn't house many people.

Master Jiang, Yan Ran's trio, Aunt Lianhua... originally, as the security team leader, Chen Yuan could be accommodated there too, but he said it wouldn't help with team integration and work planning if he moved right away.

So, it's postponed for a while.

Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun also had their own rooms, but the winter was too cold, so they stayed with the Song Family—at least there's heating!

Everyone was quite accepting of this: "As long as there's a place to sleep, it's fine. As long as my Baobao finds success this time, it's all good."

Even if dinner was just scallion oil flower roll, it could be tolerated.

Just as they were contemplating this, they saw a small blackboard placed at the cafeteria entrance, listing today's menu—

[Braised Crucian Carp]

[Braised Pork]

[Cabbage Stew with Tofu]

[Chili Stir-fried Eggs]

[Glutinous Rice Ball Soup]

Wow!

The group was pleasantly surprised!

Previously, it was all vegetables and sweet potato chips; wasn't it just specially prepared dog food? And seeing Dog Brother joyous over just flower roll, they were ready for nothing more than congee and pickles tonight.

Didn't expect hard dishes to be served!

An unexpected delight!

It was 4:00 already, and the smell of meat was gradually wafting from the canteen. The newly recruited kitchen staff just cycled up from the mountain, bringing over 100 frozen scallion oil flower rolls.

Large plastic bags packed them, looking no different from those sold at roadside stalls.

The flower rolls were frozen stiff, and with someone holding them single-handedly, they looked even cheaper, instantly diminishing everyone's appetite.

Unexpectedly, someone immediately rushed down from the nearby dorm building:

"Master Jiang! Are there flower rolls tonight?"

Their eyes were bright with anticipation, staring unblinkingly at the chef, waiting for him to say that most crucial word—

"No." Master Jiang's answer was cold and merciless:

"See? These are for the guests, flower rolls are solely for them."

"You lot are too demanding, I serve you with good food every day, isn't that enough?"

"Look at what you're saying." The individual immediately approached, squeezing both arms and shoulders, play-acting a bit:

"You're the chef, why speak to us like that?"

"Mainly because things from Old Song's family are special, nothing to do with skills..."

Cough, upon saying this, remembering the craftsmanship from the bottom of the mountain couldn't be offended either, especially Master Song...

Sigh, why is it so hard to enjoy something good?