Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1209 - 1178. Daxiong’s Cuisine [Two-in-One Chapter]_2

Chapter 1209: 1178. Daxiong’s Cuisine [Two-in-One Chapter]_2

He picked up the phone holder: "Qiaoqiao, you make steamed buns nicely, and I’ll go up the mountain with your sister to see Daxiong first."

"Okay."

Qiaoqiao sighed: "Daxiong is hibernating, I’ve tried calling it several times, but it didn’t move."

[Okay okay okay! Daxiong sleep livestream!]

[Haven’t seen Daxiong for months, really miss it]

[Who is Daxiong? Where is the streamer? Are there bears on the mountain?]

[I really want to touch Daxiong’s butt...]

[???]

[Something’s wrong with you guys...]

[Hey, hey, hey, is no one interested in that honey!]

As soon as he spoke, Song Tan poured a whole basin of water directly into another basin full of pollen.

Stir, knead, and wait for the pollen to become a paste.

Then, carrying the heavy basin, she headed up the mountain.

With the full basin of paste in her arms, Song Tan moved effortlessly, her agile posture and the striking fluorescent green jacket making quite an impression.

Even the people on the livestream platform couldn’t help but murmur:

"You know, might there be a promotional offer for that jacket? I think it looks quite cool, very chic."

A colleague sneered: "You go ahead and buy one. With something so loose and baggy, if you stand on the street wearing it, someone might say you’re a traffic cop not doing their job..."

"When buying clothes, check the model’s face first, okay? With the looks of Qiaoqiao and her brother, they’re eating off their talent. If they relied on looks, they might make even more money than now!"

This straightforward remark hit hard, directly leaving the colleague feeling shut down. With pent-up frustration, he could only watch as Song Tan arrived at the long row of beehives.

The weather was cold, and the beehives only had a thin wooden board for insulation, which wasn’t enough, so Song Sancheng, when he had free time, wrapped them thoroughly in straw and added an extra layer of insulating cotton.

His meticulous care stunned Song Tan when she opened the top board, lifted the blanket underneath, and eventually opened the beehive, amazed by the swarm of bees inside.

The barrage was equally stupefied.

[A layperson wouldn’t understand, does the beehive always have to be so crowded?]

[I remember seeing a documentary, saying bees decrease in winter, waiting for new larvae in spring... ah this]

[Doesn’t the streamer consider splitting the hives? It’s too crowded]

[Oh, oh, oh, you all worry about the bees, but I know they’re living great lives, just look at the food]

[Gosh, with your explanation, I’m envious too. Thinking that next year the honey I buy is brewed by these bees drinking original honey paste worth 1000 per pound...]

[Like Fusang Country’s beef with snowflakes drinking beer and listening to classical music]

[Okay okay, the marketing is indeed played perfectly]

[Oh what’s the use? I’m so good at marketing, but still couldn’t get what I wanted]

[It hit me]

Honestly, Song Tan didn’t expect the bees to be so cramped.

But in the middle of winter, isn’t there a risk in splitting the hives?

But if not...

She looked at the basin full of pollen paste in her hand.

Worried that these bees were too weak in winter, she secretly added some Spiritual Energy while stirring!

If they finish it all...

No, no!

She shoved the basin into Zhang Yanping’s hands: "Wait a moment, I’ll make a call."

As soon as she finished speaking, she dialed the number:

"Hello, Uncle, are you home? Do you have any empty beehives at home... oh oh oh, how many... 15, 15 might not be enough... okay, alright, usable... I know, I know! I know splitting hives in winter is not good, it’s too cold... rest assured, rest assured... fine, I’ll have my dad drive over to get them then..."

"Dad... from the uncle selling bees over in Songshu Town, I’ve just ordered 15 beehives, could you drive my car to bring them back."

Song Sancheng instinctively wanted to say: I want to drive my own car.

On second thought, the uneven roads of Songshu Town hadn’t been repaired yet this year, better not scratch the car’s undercarriage. Moreover, it’s to carry beehives...

"Alright!" He readily agreed, and promptly drove off.

Song Tan was a bit taken aback by her dad’s straightforward response, and then she laughed.

Seems that this year, not only Qiaoqiao has grown, but even her dad has changed.

He used to always want to delve deep into things, worried the kids would make mistakes. But now, Song Tan had earned his full trust, and without hesitation, he went out to handle things.

Zhang Yanping set up the phone to shoot closely in front of the beehive and then asked: