Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2250 - 1892: Stereotypes of the Cultivated Expert

Chapter 2250: Chapter 1892: Stereotypes of the Cultivated Expert

Song Tan gradually realized the benefits of inviting a seasoned Daoist Master.

Though the Daoist was quite down-to-earth in private, just one trip up and down the mountain had even those dismissive old men at the village’s edge secretly asking how to invite the Daoist to have a look at their own homes.

It was simply perfecting the stereotype of a wise sage!

He even had a child accompanying him.

Before the rain stopped, Secretary Xiaozu came with an umbrella to advise, "While inviting, don’t do anything too excessive; let’s keep it manageable for the village and surroundings."

Before he finished speaking, Qi Lin’s phone rang with a call from his grandpa:

"Linzi, has a Great Immortal come to our village? Let the Great Immortal have a look at you!"

His grandson had started seeing the famous Secretary Xiaozu, and the old man was so pleased he couldn’t sleep all night, fumbling with pen and paper calculating his savings.

He also considered that his grandson was now part of a cadre’s family!

The cadre hadn’t asked him to join the family yet; it felt like good fortune. He ought to offer incense at his wife and children’s graves, shouldn’t he?

Grandpa Qi privately planned to buy the finest joss paper and incense on the first of October for a serious offering at the roadside.

But as soon as he’d made up his mind, he’d heard that Boss Song spent several million to invite a Great Immortal!

Oh my, oh my!

Grandpa Qi had never watched electronic dramas and didn’t know that inviting a Great Immortal could cost several million!?

So expensive, it must be really incredible!

Besides wanting the Great Immortal to have a look at his grandson, he also wanted to ask about:

The arrangement for his own future burial plot?

Should he return to his hometown, or buy a good plot in the village? If so, should his wife and children all be moved here?

He found out privately that people in this village mostly buried their family at the mountain or field corners, and if they were cultivated, those plots were not cheap.

Even a couple’s grave would cost at least 30,000.

This was of utmost importance!

However, like other villagers, he was too embarrassed to ask directly, leaving it to his capable eldest grandson to find out.

Secretary Xiaozu’s serious face was still there as the elder quickly hung up.

The two exchanged glances, feeling that it was hard to continue the conversation, so they went on with their own tasks.

Song Tan watched Secretary Xiaozu’s back, couldn’t hold back, and burst out laughing.

Daoist Wuwei came over:

"Good believer, Master is willing to look for anyone, but..."

He didn’t finish, but Song Tan understood: "Don’t worry, we don’t force it; it all depends on the master’s personal interest."

However, seeing the Daoist Wuwei go straight for Chen Yuan, it was clear that the master had a wide range of interests.

Meanwhile, with the village buzzing, Daoist Wuwei leisurely changed into his robe, neatly dressed, and gracefully stepped out.

As if playing a support role, now is the time to promote the master’s name to meet the standard!

As for why it’s necessary, just look at those TV dramas where capable characters never self-introduce.

It’s always the disciples or admirers or even sycophants who pompously list out the titles, making it impressive and awe-inspiring.

Self-introduction only works if the name is renowned nationwide, modest and subtle, maximizing the effect.

Otherwise, it’s talking at cross purposes, isn’t it?

Anyway, the Daoist Temple had put in great effort to build personal branding.

After he left, Song Tan turned to Wu Lan, cautiously asking:

"Mom, do you still want the master to have a look at Qiaoqiao?"

After these days together, surely Wu Lan has seen enough of the master’s character?

"Why not? Why wouldn’t I want him to?"

Wu Lan said, "Let me tell you, you youngsters think that because he doesn’t act stiff, he isn’t capable. Have you considered, since he’s so capable, why should he constrain himself every day?"

"What’s this called? I watched a short drama yesterday; they call reaching this level of cultivation returning to simplicity."

Oh wow, it was impressive that Ms. Wu Lan knew about the return to simplicity in cultivation!

Song Tan gave in: "As long as you’re happy. If you want him to look at Qiaoqiao, then let him, since Qiaoqiao is about to get off the train."

Upon hearing this, the whole family got busy again:

"Oh dear, our Qiaoqiao has grown so much, but she’s never traveled that far or stayed that long! She never stayed this long even at her grandma’s place."

Seventh Uncle was especially concerned: "That child is out there; I wonder if she’s eating well!"

Song Tan was speechless.

Understandable if they were worried because Qiaoqiao hadn’t been away alone for so long.

Worrying about her eating well—what about the big piles of packages that Brother Xiaozhang sent off every few days?

While out, packages were sent just like texts; Brother Xiaozhang made a good one or two grand from it.

Otherwise, why were the Yang family reluctant to let go? Every day came with a basket of farewell words, from the child needing to attend school to Xiaoyang having no close friends, feeling lonely alone...

This is how Qiaoqiao was persuaded to stay longer.

Now, Song Tan also missed her a bit: "Xiaolun, Xiaolun, let’s catch a lamb to welcome Qiaoqiao!"

...

Catch a lamb indeed, but Chen Chi was worried the beloved lambs would suffer.

So when Song Tan mentioned it, he eagerly dove into the warehouse, taking a bit of rice wine to thaw.

As for the rest...

He couldn’t do it; it was always Chen Xi who picked a lamb, fed it, then the knives went in and out.

While steaming and cleaning here, Chen Chi came with a basin and tools.

The two brothers coordinated perfectly, each with their tasks, evidently a golden duo.

As Chen Chi started handling the next chores, Chen Xi looked at Song Tan, hesitant to say something.

"What’s up?" Song Tan was curious: "Just say it."

Chen Xi stammered:

"I...I’m with Zheng Juan."

Song Tan knew, she was delighted with this self-grown talent.

Self-taught Sister, aside from not being great at housework, was otherwise very diligent and inspiring; considering her temperament, she wasn’t bad.

Besides, because she had high income before, having seen many prosperous places, she didn’t view Chen Chi as a burden.

When Chen Xi hesitantly mentioned Zheng Juan, she even helped with suggestions, in addition to the medical insurance Song Tan bought, and suggested getting a few more hundred-yuan annual commercial insurances for Chen Chi.

After all, these days, as long as one doesn’t get seriously ill, it’s unlikely they can’t afford to eat, right?

With this mindset, the two ate together every day, and everyone at the farm noticed, giving knowing smiles.

And Chen Xi’s dilemma was:

"I wanted to ask about accommodation for me and Zheng Juan in the future..."

Not to mention the town’s house, who knows when it’ll be finished. After it’s done, the renovation and ventilation may take forever.

With plans to start a family, he naturally wanted clarity on this issue.

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