Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2262: Chapter 1897: Addressing Job Titles at Work

"When working, refer to positions, don’t engage in that feudal class stuff, okay."

...

Secretary Wang indeed received the call before leaving work.

"Ah, it’s Mr. Zhu." Although there was still plenty of work in front of him, his tone remained gentle—

In recent months, his and the leader’s ties with Yunqiao Village had grown increasingly close. The development there had been promising, and word had it that their land construction had reached the review stage.

In today’s sluggish market environment, having such village entrepreneurs under one’s jurisdiction is truly not easy.

Especially since the other party has done so well and successfully, there hadn’t even been a CCTV crew coming to interview them yet. It seemed like Director Zhu wanted to impress before his transfer.

Secretary Wang was also about to be transferred in the next year or two. The seedlings and even the developmental experiences of Yunqiao Village might serve as references for him in the future.

Therefore, when Secretary Xiaozu called, he listened attentively.

Secretary Xiaozu’s voice was exceptionally enthusiastic over the phone:

"...The township land doesn’t fetch a good price and has no prospects for development... On one side, it aligns with people’s sentiments; on the other hand, it’s a marketing method that better resonates with today’s young people... After much effort, we invited Daoist Qingyun from XX Temple..."

"...The Daoist Master has achieved much in his cultivation, is indifferent to fame and fortune, and within just a few days, has gained everyone’s trust... Tomorrow, he will go to the 600-acre plot in Qingxi Town to personally explain the geographical advantages to everyone..."

After hanging up the phone, Secretary Wang was momentarily in a daze, then smiled again.

Though Director Zhu is young, he speaks and acts flawlessly. Listening to that long string of words just now, neither the core ideas nor specific details were left out.

Firstly, tomorrow would be a basic feng shui lecture aimed at the public.

Daoist Qingyun from XX Temple, how could Secretary Wang not have heard of him?

Those who don’t pay attention might be ignorant, but anyone with even a slight interest in this field has likely heard of his reputation.

To be able to invite him, Director Zhu wasn’t exaggerating—it really took considerable effort.

It’s a public event, with a large crowd likely to spread it online ...

These matters could be somewhat sensitive.

Yet, the Daoist Master always articulates things flawlessly, offering simple explanations based on topography and feng shui, which could well serve as ancient geography and hydrology education...

He and the leader could attend.

But.

Secretary Wang still had regrets: There were too many people, better to delay for two days.

He then called the office staff: "Tomorrow, there might be topics online about the grand master lecturing on feng shui in Yunqiao Village. Pay close attention, and report to me timely if there’s any situation."

He picked up the report from the table: "You all can leave work now; I’ll go report some matters to the leader."

...

That evening, the meal of boiled lamb certainly delighted Daoist Qingyun.

The lamb was incredibly tender, both soft and springy.

The springiness wasn’t chewy or resilient, but offered an extra firmness with a detailed texture free of fibers.

With each bite, the juices remained locked within the meat, the flavor couldn’t have been fresher.

There was also a pot with cartilage.

Its bite was tender meat with cartilage offering a slightly chewy texture, providing a rich layering in taste.

At first taste, Daoist Wuwei, who attempted to say a few polite words, couldn’t lift his head from the dining table.

Not to mention the richly marbled, sizzling roasted lamb chops.

Each had a small lamb chop, where the outside was crispy while the inside was tender, paired simply with pepper and seasonings...

Throughout the meal, there was almost no sense of gaminess, only deliciousness, deliciousness!

And the constant cycle of delicious, delicious, delicious...

After finishing the meal, the master and apprentice walked leisurely on the village road, clutching their bellies.

Walking with heads held high and strides wide. From a distance, they seemed to carry the aura of Great Immortals.

Who would know that beneath the Daoist robes, the elastic waistband was somewhat taut?

Daoist Wuwei recalled everyone’s comments at the dining table, and couldn’t help but worry aloud:

"Master, it’s not that my resolve in cultivation is weak. But let’s say. In all the texts of our faction, is there a possibility of not tasting beef at all?"

Before he cultivated, he was quite fond of eating, after all.

Now...

Lao Song said there’re still plenty of beef in the freezer!

Recalling the two pots of beef stew in the temple, even if he just caught the faint aroma in the breeze, Daoist Wuwei’s full belly developed a craving once more.

Speaking of this, Daoist Qingyun also felt the weight!

"No more talk, no more talk." He waved his hands: "Let’s just stick to these for now, tomorrow I heard we’re going to pick old cucumbers to stew old duck soup..."

The dishes by the village chef are extremely simple, with almost no innovation, and nothing they’ve never heard of or seen.

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