Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 1974 - 1740: On the Road (Part 2)

The eldest aunt didn’t mind at all: "Nowadays, many people like to come over in the evening, spend a hundred bucks to sleep a night, and early the next morning, they can line up at the clinic and also wander in the mountains."

Otherwise, the weather is so hot that coming during the day means being stuck indoors, doesn’t that delay things?

On the contrary, spending a little money to sleep a night, early in the morning you can pick the freshest vegetables and buy freshly ground tofu.

As they chatted, night had fully settled, and the family chattered away about trivial matters while planning what time to wake up tomorrow to set up their stall—

It’s hot, and the visitors also come early, so they must be by the roadside at dawn.

Meanwhile, Wu Lei had new worries.

His good friend’s enthusiastic invitation meant that beef needed to be delivered to the supermarket frequently.

But the problem was, in their first year of raising cattle, no one in the family dared to take too big a step, and now there isn’t enough meat to supply.

Ugh!

Seeing the money slipping away, he felt increasingly frustrated.

"Mom, do you think I should get one of those fertilizer machines, ferment the dry cow dung and sell it afterwards, will it work?"

He’s already got the customers in mind, asking his grandpa to help promote it by the roadside while selling baskets.

Those willing to drive to the countryside might quite possibly be into planting, right? The quality of the fertilizer would speak for itself once used.

The eldest aunt couldn’t understand why people would pay for such things; you could get a couple of shovels in the countryside just by asking.

But thinking about how Song Tan’s family was putting in a great effort to make fertilizer, and hearing that someone in Yunqiao Village is raising worms to sell dung, earning a tidy sum each quarter!

"Well, inquire about it first," she replied:

"If the machine isn’t expensive and the technology is easy to learn, then go ahead."

Ugh.

Raising a child a hundred years, worrying ninety-nine.

The child was working in the city, had a partner whom she thought was dumb and wondered how they’d get by.

Now the child is home raising cattle, feeling stable, but how should this young man’s big life event be settled?

Wu Lan mentioned that someone from their village, Zhang Hong, was organizing a matchmaking event—

Oh, she had to find time to go there and register the child!

But on second thoughts: No, you can’t always rely on the parents for this kind of thing!

"Leilei," the eldest aunt said kindly and softly: "Find time to visit Tantan and sign up with Aunt Zhang Hong from their village. Always staying at home, there’s no way to meet other girls."

Let’s take the matchmaking event seriously and think it over.

At least those who make it to the event should have been vetted, right? Hopefully, it won’t be another unsuitable Lili?

Wu Lei blinked in confusion, not knowing how the topic shifted from cow dung to life events.

But after hesitating, he asked, "Should I sign Lingling up too? I’ve seen her taste isn’t great either."

If it weren’t for their blood relation!

They’re on the same level.

The eldest aunt wanted to say Lingling working in the city, finding a local mate would be better than working in the village!

But thinking about the boyfriend she brought back last time—

Forget it, forget it.

She said in distress, "I’ll call her later; if she agrees, we’ll register her too."

Heard that college graduates have a hard time finding jobs now. If she can’t find anything decent, just ask Tantan to arrange a job casually.

Let’s not be picky, just shoveling dung or pulling weeds is fine.

If she has a stable salary, food and drink, and can save money, that’s good enough. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Speaking of capability, Tantan’s wasn’t stronger than hers, right? Heard the company valued Tantan greatly.

But after working for two years, he returned looking thin and terribly injured, even lacking any blood color.

Her daughter is just a bit stubborn; if she had a job, who knows how little money she’d save each month?

Hopefully, she won’t end up malnourished too...

Each family member had thoughts of their own, while Aunt Zhang Hong, busy picking soybeans, shivered, feeling constantly talked about.

But she didn’t mind, business was booming, many mentioned her, so she shouted towards the room instead:

"Have the beans all been soaked? With this heat, more will crave chilled bean curd tomorrow morning—prep more!"

"Yes!" her husband replied from the main room.

"The fermented tofu is also done, can’t let it sit, sell it quickly! Ask them to eat it quickly! Can’t ship it, stop all online orders..."

The couple worked busily, calling the children to give instructions, now earning money steadily and continuously busy, yet their spirits soared.

Especially every time seeing Zhou Maozhu’s family buy tofu here, their faces filled with reservations, made her increasingly pleased.