Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2239: Chapter 1888: Tranquil Wuwei (2)

"I don’t know."

The young Daoist’s eyes were blank, "It’s already noon, there’s no time to prepare the meat, so the masters just put it in the fridge, planning to deal with it tonight."

As for beef, they can’t eat it, why bother understanding its taste?

"Oh dear!"

Daoist Qingyun slapped his thigh in frustration, his wide sleeves fluttered down like butterflies, setting aside his expression and words, he truly had an ethereal aura.

"If it’s all this tasty, how come we only received one box? Quick, quick, tell the kitchen that when we make the meat stew with the beef tomorrow, we must chop it finely, simmer several pots, and share it with our faithful believers."

As for the leftovers...

Daoist Qingyun held back repeatedly, looking at the plate, then the tea, and finally said:

"Such good ingredients won’t stay fresh for long, let’s make a special effort to enjoy them tonight! Let’s have a good meal."

After pausing, he added, "Save portions for those not scheduled for duty or on vacation today."

The young Daoist responded joyfully, "Got it!"

But after careful calculation, it’s actually not much.

Throughout the Daoist Temple, there were seventy to eighty Daoists, eighty to ninety staff members like ticketing and security.

All together, there were nearly 200 people.

Altogether, there was merely one big pork leg, one lamb leg, some fish, and just enough vegetables to stir-fry a little.

Calculating the meat, it’s really just a small bite per person.

Therefore, he eagerly hoped: may the master chef in the kitchen add a lot of beans to the pork leg stew today—when beans soak up the thick broth, it’s best for eating with rice.

Even if he has to ask for leave tomorrow for trivial reasons, he’ll be able to eat two more bowls!

And Daoist Qingyun, with his belly full, tea still warm, leisurely opened that exquisite gift box.

Truth be told, he had quite a few of these things; probably everyone thought he had a celestial presence, and giving money outright would be too forward. So they either accompanied it with some gifts along with a light card or directly presented this jade or that jade to express their attitude.

Oh dear! It’s difficult to sell jade.

An unnecessary gesture. Compared to vegetables, tea, and fruits, these special products are—

Cannot compare to this!

How could it be?!

He held the apple-green Lotus Pendant, about the size of a little egg, reportedly given to the Daoist Master. Positioned with holes both above and below, once a string was threaded through, it could hang on the chest or dangle from the hem.

But that’s not important!

What’s important is that within what appeared to be an attractive pendant not fully colored in apple green, there seemed to be a gentle flow of air.

But upon closer inspection, it seemed an illusion.

Yet, having cultivated Taoism for many years, though not achieving anything spectacular, he clearly felt something different!

Oh dear!

Daoist Qingyun felt a bit awkward:

Their countryside farm was so humble, inviting me sincerely!

Cheerfully, he then called the young Daoist:

"Is the legal affairs department off work? I remember their desk job involves knotting strings, right? Look at my pendant, oh dear! I need to pick a good string and tassel!"

Daoist Qingyun, full of joy, clasped his hands and tightly held the Lotus Pendant, fearing it might accidentally fly away.

Thinking again, he returned to place it lovingly back in the box, tucked the box into his garment, then held a fruit platter in one hand and a tea cup in the other.

The tea cup still looked like an elderly thermal mug.

Seeing this, the young Daoist hurriedly intervened:

"Daoist Master! Although it’s near noon, our Daoist Temple still has quite a few people!"

The aura of celestial elegance requires careful management and careful maintenance, we can’t just casually damage it like this!

...

Meanwhile, Song Tan and company arrived at the hotel next to the Daoist Temple.

The Daoist Temple’s affiliated hotel wasn’t too big or small, Song Tan glanced at the room rates while going upstairs, which seemed moderate—they were gathering wealth but not blatantly.

Considering Daoist Qingyun’s personality, she told Lun Chuan, "This Daoist Master is indeed simple, I quite like him."

After a pause, she continued, "When should we buy tickets? You might not be accustomed to staying here; do you want to go back to your home?"

Lun Chuan thought for a moment, "That place isn’t exactly on the way; taking the subway roughly takes another hour or two."

Driving was out of the question; it’s already the evening rush hour.

Moreover, isn’t tomorrow the first of the month? Judging by the Daoist Master’s eagerness, buying tickets for tomorrow afternoon might not face any objection from him.

Living in the Imperial City sure isn’t easy! Just the one or two-hour journey here and back from Yun City used to be enough.

Laughing about the traffic jams.

But there’s a matter she also needs to remind her family about.

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