Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1191 - 1165. Special Nutrient Fluid

Song Tan didn’t have the meticulous spirit to prepare gifts like this!

But Lun Chuan did.

After returning to the Imperial City, he sorted out the whole car—a truly packed car, with the back seats stuffed—to classify and organize everything.

Nowadays, not only the outer packaging but even the gift boxes are prepared as complete sets.

What Yun Feng saw was his share—tea leaves, white fungus, paste, pickled vegetables, pickled beans, radishes... and even a watermelon!

"Good, good, good!" He was moved to tears: "These are things I can’t even buy! And this tea, is it really for me?"

"You don’t know, that day when someone with quite a background brought some tea back from home, they said it costs 300,000 per pound... I took a sip, and it tasted just like this!"

Yun Feng’s eyes were glowing: "This is tea that costs 300,000 per pound!"

Lun Chuan’s eyebrows twitched as he recalled Boss Chang, who arrived on the day of the pig feast and supposedly packed all the tea leaves...

No wonder he’s a businessman.

However, these tea leaves are worth it.

Therefore, Lun Chuan didn’t even blink, calmly nodding: "Yes, not for external sale."

Actually, for an editor like Yun Feng, he got a bonus of over a million last year, so while tea costing 300,000 per pound is precious, he’s had even more expensive teas.

But, this tea here is different! It’s genuinely good! So good that he’s starting to worry about whether to give it to the old man or his father-in-law!

After going through the New Year’s gifts and farewell presents, and delighting over the watermelon for a while, he finally calmed down.

Truly the most impressive author under him!

Single for years, and when he does find someone, it’s someone extraordinary!

Who wouldn’t be happy about this? Approval! A hundred approvals!

Meanwhile, Lun Chuan had already cut two plum blossoms from the windy terrace, wrapped them in newspaper, and tied them with a silk knot:

"I remember your sister-in-law’s birthday is tomorrow, so I won’t be going. These flowers wish her a happy birthday."

Yun Feng stared at the plum blossoms, simple yet uniquely styled, and inhaled the air filled with the cold yet sweet fragrance of the flowers, feeling a mix of emotions.

It’s just, how can there be such a gap between rough old men like them?

He held the flowers in a daze for a long time, finally speaking with a complex expression:

"I really don’t know what to say... you even find such an outstanding person just for dating... sigh... sigh..."

In the end, he could only ask one more thing: "Um... your girlfriend, is she as pretty as when she appears during live broadcasts?"

Considering Lun Chuan’s appearance, if he’s really dating an ordinary girl, Yun Feng would truly feel uneasy!

Lun Chuan smiled slightly: "In my heart, she’s the best."

Yun Feng: ...I really shouldn’t discuss much with someone so deeply in love.

With so many good things laid out before him, and the incredibly pleasant scent of the plum blossoms in his hands, he felt somewhat elated and restless, wanting to secure them quickly.

So after pacing for a while, he promptly bid farewell.

Once the person left, Lun Chuan opened the terrace door. At this moment, the cold wind was howling outside, yet that potted plum blossom was bursting with vitality, its blossoms particularly brilliant.

The entire terrace was enveloped in that cold fragrance, and even when the strong wind blew, the scent continued to spread.

Not to mention the few different varieties of camellias in the corner; originally, their bloom should be in February or March, but now they appeared to be growing vigorously and blooming fervently.

Red, white, pink, black, yellow...

Their branches were so robust, and the blossoms so exuberant, each standing tall in the pots, already vaguely resembling small trees.

Especially the Zhenghuangqi plant; whether due to poor care or naturally weak growth, Lun Chuan had been nurturing it for two years, yet each winter it only bloomed sporadically with three to five flowers.

The buds were thin and small; even removing them promptly couldn’t prevent the rest from wilting before blooming.

This time, because of spending days at Song Tan’s Home, the work of picking the buds wasn’t done.

But now, those pale yellow flowers weighed heavily on the branches, crowded together, bustling!

And all of this was thanks to the nutrient fluid Song Tan gave!

"The effect is amazing..."

He thought of the various vigorously growing fruits and vegetables at Song Tan’s home, then looked at the seemingly plain nutrient fluid, recalling her secret formula’s confidentiality, his chest burning with warmth.

If she didn’t really trust him, how could she give him such an important thing and let him take it home for his plants?

If it were used by someone with ulterior motives and sent for research...

Lun Chuan took a deep breath, pouring the nutrient fluid into the watering can, then rinsing the bottle several times to water the plants, finally stepping on it and throwing it into the trash bin.

No matter what, he understood this sentiment.

But looking again at the flowers, Lun Chuan relaxed: fortunately, the effect was like flower-growth fertilizer, not too exaggerated.

In fact, their small plant-loving group knew that expensive blood hemoglobin from hospitals could also produce such effects overnight when used to water plants.

However, even expensive hemoglobin can’t suddenly make flower scents this invigoratingly pleasant, seemingly mingled with frost, can it?

...

Song Tan temporarily didn’t know about the matters in the Imperial City, and Lun Chuan wouldn’t detail their sentiments so thoroughly. Thus she just assumed everything was as usual, then patiently waited for Boss Chang’s arrival.

Boss Chang came with two aquatic product trucks, both filled with large items, stunning Lao Song’s family.

Given that their local aquatic products were already expensive, transporting them back this way would make the prices even more extravagant, wouldn’t it?

It was Seventh Uncle who remarked to them: "Why are you trying to save money for them? If he’s transporting like this, it proves he’s earning at least ten times more... needless worry!"

"Besides, you know how it is with aquatic products! If they’re not fresh, how do you get them into customers’ mouths?"

Boss Chang had a smile plastered on his face since getting off the truck, making Song Tan feel quite uncomfortable:

"I said this pond’s fish shouldn’t be sold to you, coming from far away; transportation costs will sacrifice quite a bit, not worthwhile..."

It’s more convenient to sell to Old Zhao, who can take them back the same day and sell them immediately, with almost no transport costs.

But for Boss Chang, these words were definitely not to be said! freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"I have money!" He slapped his chest resoundingly: "Boss Song, I really have money! Please don’t save money for me! As agreed, fish for 80, shrimp for 120, I’ll pay on the spot! Really, don’t save money for me! I can cover it!"

He was still this likable nouveau riche type, making Song Tan also smile—there might be many wealthy people, but few were this straightforward, so she happily replied:

"Don’t worry, this year’s goods are fewer. By next year, it will be abundant on hundreds of acres."

Upon these words, Boss Chang nearly fainted from happiness!

What did that poem say? Like hearing heavenly music, his mind was suddenly illuminated!

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