Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 333 - Chapter 333 333. Well Water Splashes Watermelon_1

Chapter 333: 333. Well Water Splashes Watermelon_1 Chapter 333: 333. Well Water Splashes Watermelon_1 [Wow, this melon looks especially good, selling for only $20 per kilo!]

[My heartache is so bad, the tears are flowing out from my mouth…]

[Hold on! Is it just me, or are you all too rich? Is $20 per kilo for watermelon considered cheap?]

[Even the most expensive miniature melons in our premium fruit store are only $11.80 per kilo]

[You said it yourself, the fruit in the boutique store is almost $12]

[The produce from the host’s home tastes so good and is only $8 more expensive, I’m actually feeling a bit moved.]

[Not gonna lie, I’m also a bit moved, I must have been CPU’d by the host.]

The live broadcast room was completely forgotten.

Everyone was wandering around in the melon field just like a pack of monkeys, and Seventh Uncle, as the melon-picking expert, was pacing back and forth in the crowded field, hands behind his back, occasionally exclaiming:

“This melon is ripe!”

“This melon is so perfectly round!”

“Look at this one, how green it is!”

The more he talked, the more everyone drooled.

Zhang Wang and Big White had tasted a bite of the broken leftovers and were now shrinking at the edge of the melon field, their eyes on Song Tan filled with such longing that it melted hearts.

Big White’s neck stretched so long, if not for the dense growth of cowpea and loofah vines nearby, its neck would have stretched right into the gaps.

Zhang Wang, lacking such a long neck, emitted a low and pitiable whining sound from its throat, with its forepaws alternatingly lifting, looking at Song Tan with such a pitiful expression.

A face that was once fierce and domineering now slackened, looking like nothing more than a helpless Havanese dog–who could resist that?

Song Tan simply walked over to the edge of the melon field, casually picked one that looked ripe enough, and then punched down on it!

With a gentle and deft touch, the melon split in two.

Except one half was around 80% of the whole, and the other was only 20%.

The 20% went to Big White.

It let out a “gagaga” sound and flapped its wings, diving into the melon!

The other portion was placed in front of Zhang Wang, who was looking on earnestly, making him “woof” excitedly, then he ate without lifting his head with a “crunch crunch”.

Big White made a “zha zha” sucking sound with its beak as it ate, but it felt something was wrong–the piece of watermelon under the dog’s head seemed to be much larger than its own!

It looked up, its beady eyes moving from Zhang Wang to Song Tan–

“Gaga!”

Song Tan kept a straight face, “Don’t worry, even though your piece is smaller, you’re also smaller, right?”

“Besides, aren’t you not picky? There’s still rind for you to eat later. After Zhang Wang finishes the flesh, the watermelon rind is very refreshing and cooling; you can eat it slowly.”

“Gaga!”

Big White was somewhat reluctant.

Between watermelon flesh and rind, any living creature knows which is tastier.

And who says Zhang Wang is big? In its eyes, Zhang Wang was only a little bit bigger.

But still, since they were companions living together, Big White, albeit reluctantly, took a few glances and finally accepted it.

Meanwhile, Zhang Wang quietly laid down its pricked-up ears and continued to eat cautiously and intently, not lifting its head any longer.

Song Tan glanced over and felt that something was amiss. Looking down, she couldn’t help but laugh–

“Zhang Wang, why are you so gluttonous? You didn’t leave any watermelon rind for Big White!”

Indeed, the way it ate was meticulous and thorough. First the sweet flesh, then the white border, and lastly the thin layer of green skin–it was incredible how it managed to eat everything so cleanly and thoroughly!

With its big mouth, it crunched and swallowed every bit. For its non-wastefulness… perhaps it deserved some praise?

The viewers in the live broadcast room were already numb to the spectacle.

[What else can I say? I am less than a dog, and even a goose is better than me.]

[Ha, what’s the big deal! Host, I can eat cleaner than your dog]

“If you don’t believe me, send one over, and I’ll eat it for you to see.”]

“No point in freaking out. Even if Abacus Beads’ heart could be moved further away, it can never be moved into the host’s heart.”]

“Wow, just for a bite of melon, you guys are ready to ditch all human dignity! Not like me though, I can eat cleaner than that goose!”]

At that moment, Zhang Yanping, clutching a melon he carefully selected, passed by the phone stand and then remembered to check the viewer count–

Whoa, almost 20,000!

“Coming up, we’re eating melons. Are you guys still watching? Doesn’t seem appropriate… us eating and you guys watching…”]

As a tanned and sturdy man, he put on a shy and embarrassed look, causing the fans to feel their eyes sting and unconsciously turn their heads away.

However, the very next moment, they had to twist back and with their last bit of peripheral vision, they typed out a message–

“Watch!”]

“I just want to see, I won’t spend a dime”]

“I’m not here for the watermelon, but because I personally enjoy watching mukbangs”]

“I’m different, I just want to see if you have any new methods or tricks for eating melons? I’ll start, I use my mouth.”]

Zhang Yanping: …

I don’t really get the vibe of you surfing the internet.

But he just chuckled innocently, “That’s not appropriate. Your Teacher Qiaoqiao is holding the melon; she can’t stream with her hands. Maybe we should just end the stream–”

“Wait! Since when did he need hands to stream–hey, don’t go–“]

The live broadcast was closed.

Zhang Yanping simply picked up the stand and cheerfully went down the hill.

…

Trudging back home under the hot sun left everyone feeling a bit overheated. Zhang Wang refused to enter his yard and was about to leave after placing his melon at the door.

Song Tan desperately tried to stop him but eventually had no choice but to give him one melon to take with him.

Meanwhile, Xin Jun wiped the sweat off her forehead:

“Should we put the melons in the fridge?”

“No need,” Song Youde chuckled, “You young people don’t know how to take care of your bodies, eating chilled food so early in the year? Just put them in this pond of water. Let the cool water wash over them, and they’ll be refreshing to eat later.”

He reminisced about his childhood days: “If we had a well to hang the melons in, that taste… even more refreshing than the fridge!”

“That’s easy!”

Song Tan pointed towards an old well down the slope in the bamboo forest:

“Isn’t there an old well right there?”

Though it had been a long time since anyone drew water from it, now seemed like the perfect opportunity.

But the mouth of the well was too small to fit a large basket.

So she packed the round melons into two baskets of the right sizes, tied them with a rope, and briskly made her way to the well.

Then, she immersed the baskets in the deep water, tying the rope to a nearby tree–

And now, just wait!

…

But… knowing they couldn’t have the melons yet, everyone felt as if time was dragging by interminably!

Luckily, Song Youde quickly assigned tasks to pass the time:

“Qiaoqiao, go and call our Secretary Xiaozu to have watermelon.”

“Tantan, hand me the basket. Your Seventh Uncle said he wants spicy stir-fried watermelon rind for lunch; I’ll go pick some green peppers.”

The chili peppers they grew for making sauce were too spicy and not suitable.

Song Tan was surprised: “Stir-fry watermelon rind? Then what will the other treasures have? What about the pigs and the ducks and chickens?”