Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2241: Chapter 1889: Clear Winds and Bright Moon

The size of the Daoist temple isn’t particularly extravagant.

Yet it’s bustling with visitors, and the courtyard and halls are intricately nested; no matter which entrance you pass through, you can hear the lingering praises and regrets of the pilgrims.

Song Tan felt delighted at heart, his lips curving upwards:

This Daoist temple really has discerning folks; they know good things aren’t cheap and hard to come by.

Initially, when they set up a stall in the city, selling at 20 per pound, there were often people murmuring and picking through the peaches.

Lun Chuan also laughed and said, "It’s just that you haven’t thought about registering a brand for exclusive branding and marketing. Otherwise, once the brand is mentioned, people will have a price expectation."

Actually, there has been some small-scale brand effect creation.

For instance, at the start, Boss Zhao and Boss Qian took some peaches to sell, leveraging the reputation of Cloud Bridge Immortal Peaches.

Later Qiaoqiao sold them online, which led to internet celebrity Xiaojiang questioning it as fake.

From then on, Song Tan realized, it’s an undeniable fact that their products are good, and they didn’t make any less money.

But establishing a brand there not only didn’t add any advantages but rather set up a target for everyone to step on and taste.

Just in time, the generous and bold Boss Chang stepped in at this season.

What more is there to say?

She simply wanted to farm and sell some vegetables, without intending to build a Fortune 500 company, nor plan to go public with a bell ringing.

Leaving some goods with several channels, as long as none of them failed, it wouldn’t affect the final sales, that’s good enough.

Looking back now, farming, harvesting, selling - just these three key steps, how reassuring is that.

Indeed, it is.

Lun Chuan nodded as well, "Besides, no one in our family is good at handling such a big business."

If we hire someone, there are so many good things that can’t be trusted.

If we don’t hire, it’s feared that the family must learn how to be globally oriented every day.

Wouldn’t it be in vain returning to our hometown?

Originally, we returned because we didn’t want to be slaves.

Lun Chuan, writing books for so many years, if he was keen on this, his personal IP would have already been stirring up the internet. Now he’s still calmly writing online, and what’s he aiming for?

You can imagine.

The two were chatting while leisurely strolling around the Daoist temple.

Everywhere there were large incense burners, and the young Daoist who guided them yesterday was running around with a bucket, sweating profusely.

Song Tan couldn’t help but be curious and stopped him: "Daoist Master, do you guys take turns for this work?"

The young Daoist nodded, his face suddenly froze, and he quickly ran off with the bucket, his voice trailing behind like a recitation:

"This benefactor thanks for the special offering; it was delicious. Our Daoist temple especially loved it, Daoist Qing Yun liked it extremely, but I have something to do, I’m leaving now..."

A long string of babble, and the person quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Song Tan’s outstretched hand was still hanging in mid-air, but shortly afterward, she let out an "Eh~", quickly withdrew her hand and collected herself silently.

At the same time, someone passing by sniffed and asked:

"Why does it smell stinky somewhere?"

"I didn’t smell anything, it’s all incense. Did you smell it wrong?"

"I smelled it too, seems like someone passed gas."

The speaker looked around, people were coming and going from all directions, just like crowding into an elevator, finding the culprit was impossible.

"Forget it, forget it." The speaker took quick steps forward, "Walking a few steps won’t smell anymore."

Finally, having successfully relieved himself again, the young Daoist ran far and took a deep breath, silently tidying up the incense ashes while thankfully thinking:

Thank goodness I managed to switch to this rushing job today, otherwise if I was there greeting guests for the Daoist Master and then passed gas, wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

The Daoist Master’s image would be ruined.

Having finished, he felt a bit regretful: Yesterday’s pig’s feet stewed with Huang Dou was really delicious!

The pig’s feet were quickly snatched away, but he scooped two large spoonfuls of Huang Dou soaked with thick soup, mixing them with rice, it was incredibly fragrant.

If I had known today’s predicament, I should have eaten half a spoon less yesterday!

Hmm, only half a spoon less, couldn’t have eaten less than that.

But the more he thought about it, the more disgruntled he felt. Seizing the gap after dumping the incense ashes, he approached Daoist Qing Yun’s door.

Seeing Daoist Qing Yun was about to slip away after interacting with the benefactors, the young Daoist promptly stepped forward:

"Master, those who have attained enlightenment often have a clear breeze and bright moon as a child companion beside them. Do you think it’s suitable to take me when you go out for practice?"

Daoist Qing Yun: ...

If you put it that way, when he commands the landscape and pinches the tactics, shouldn’t there indeed be a child on the side doing something to look cool?

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