Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 1213 - 1179: Heartbreaking [2-in-1 with more bullet comments]_3

Chapter 1213: Chapter 1179: Heartbreaking [2-in-1 with more bullet comments]_3

"But..."

Song Sancheng was still hesitating when he saw Song Tan already pulling open a frame to show him, covered densely with crawling bees.

The beehive that looked quite spacious in the autumn had now become cramped.

He was momentarily speechless.

After a while, he said regretfully, "When I lifted the cover to let them sunbathe each day, why didn’t I think to check inside? I didn’t even realize there were so many bees here now. Look at the mess..."

As he spoke, he hurriedly put the beehive down, "You give your mom a call, and I’ll go fetch a cart of bricks. We need to raise the base of this beehive."

With that, he hurried down the mountain again.

[Great, great, after partition, there’ll be more bees next year, which means more honey, right?]

[Exactly, as long as the yield is big enough, we won’t worry about not being able to buy. ]

[Working overtime and saving up for next year’s goodies]

[Great, great, motivating people to strive hard! Do you think I wouldn’t buy such expensive stuff? I’ll buy a lot!]

[The stuff from the streamer is really expensive...]

[But it’s not too bad, buying her white fungus and making a bowl of soup at home costs 20—can’t say the same for going out for coffee which might cost 27]

[At this moment, I have to mention my friend who earns 3,000 a month but still spends 50 to 60 at a café every day after work]

[When you think about it, since the good stuff goes into your own mouth anyway, it’s not being wasted on others, so just spend away]

The barrage was discussing, but Song Tan had no time to pay attention anymore.

It was already afternoon, and with the sun setting soon, the temperature would drop, making it unsuitable for partitioning beehives.

Before that, she and Zhang Yanping needed to bring up all the beehives from the car—there were still 13 left.

Additionally, they had to find flat spots along the back mountain to place them. By spring, these beehives would need to be spread across the slopes and fields.

With such thoughts, come next year, they might need someone dedicated to watch over the beehives, increasing labor costs again.

While pondering, the two of them worked swiftly. As long as it wasn’t heavy lifting, Zhang Yanping could still handle tagging along.

Meanwhile, the livestream camera was focused on the beehives, watching bees buzzing out from the opened boxes, then carefully perch back on the combs eating pollen paste, finally someone asked in wonder:

[If I remember correctly, didn’t the streamer sister just handle the honeycomb with bare hands?]

[Maybe bees aren’t active in winter, so they don’t sting?]

[Impossible, my family has always kept bees, but except for those like my dad who aren’t afraid of stings, everyone else wears protective gear]

[But there were so many bees! Truly with bare hands! Her hands are even so fair and delicate]

[That’s right, the streamer’s family has that enviable genetic trait of not getting tanned or rough hands]

[If I hadn’t watched Qiaoqiao cook or seen the streamer sister moving things around, based on the hands alone, who wouldn’t think they were just showing off?...]

[Indeed, such beautiful faces, shouldn’t be in a farming channel...]

The barrage was all over the place, and the platform staff, who had been watching, unintentionally got absorbed.

Glancing at the barrage, he came to his senses and asked his supervisor:

"Actually, the siblings in one stream, it’s such a waste of traffic having it all in one place!"

"Cute pets channel, farming channel, and food channel, let the siblings often stream separately, that way the traffic will be huge!"

Ding Ning, who personally managed the contract, looked at his colleague:

"Have you been watching his stream all along?"

"Yes."

"Then do you remember how many times Qiaoqiao’s sister has been in the stream with interactions with fans?"

The colleague counted on his fingers, realizing surprisingly he could count on one hand, even though Qiaoqiao’s stream had been running for nearly a year!

He fell silent.

Looking at the stream again, where after bringing the beehives up the mountain, Song Tan was now helping Song Sancheng move bricks up, seeming so relaxed and easygoing...

Exactly.

No matter how much streaming earns, it’s still not as much as selling two jin of tea from their home... Why would they bother being a streamer, wasting that energy?

It’s not like they can’t sell their harvests from the fields.

Thinking it over, he couldn’t help but smile slyly at the fantasy—

If they really can’t sell their harvests, would they directly sell to fans?

In that case, how lively and cheerful would they be?