Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 853 - 843. Pull Sweet Potato Vines

Chapter 853: 843. Pull Sweet Potato Vines

Pigs might not care, but that won’t sway the will of the live stream audience.

But Qiaoqiao was clearly having a good time, humming and hawing as he dug up a whole basket full of sweet potatoes with a freshly snapped-off branch, red and white skins intermingled, still clinging to slightly moist soil, looking very fresh and tempting.

Cutting the Sweet Potato Vine wasn’t a difficult task either; Grandpa and Grandma only busied themselves in the field for half a day before the truck had already made several trips back.

By the time the last row of Sweet Potato Vines was harvested, Qiaoqiao was already cheerfully seated at the driver’s seat:

"Grandpa and Grandma, I’ll drive you back!"

Song Youde wasn’t pleased: "I’m old now, I can’t take the jolting. You sit in the back and look after your Grandma, I’ll ride."

"Ah?" Qiaoqiao was baffled: "Riding a bike is the same – anyway, the road surface has been concreted. Sister said it cost a lot of money, there’s no jolting at all!"

But Song Youde simply wouldn’t listen, his aged, skinny frame shoved against the driver’s seat: "Hurry up, go sit in the back."

Qiaoqiao got on, sullen, with his phone and stand.

Seeing his dejection, Grandma couldn’t help but shoot Song Youde a glance: "How old are you already? Competing with our Qiaoqiao over a tricycle – don’t you usually have a vehicle?"

"That’s different!" Song Youde was adamant: "The tricycle Tantan bought me can only seat you in the back, but this new tricycle can carry cargo!"

The tricycles were bought by Song Tan as he noticed more and more farm work being done – one had been ridden by Zhang Wang’s Family down to the Riverside Beach.

And another was at the factory, indispensable for picking vegetables at night. And the one ridden by Song Youde was kept at the house, which, after several trips of Sweet Potato Vines, proved to be very useful.

See, Qiaoqiao and Wang Lifan were both squeezed into the Sweet Potato Vines; there was no need for someone to keep guard, with vines cushioning all around, it was solid.

Qiaoqiao felt wronged: "I haven’t ridden this tricycle many times either."

Grandma quickly comforted him and tried to shift the topic:

"Wow, this phone looks so new, doesn’t it?"

Speaking of the new phone, that was another recent surprise for Qiaoqiao.

The phone he bought for two thousand was actually quite good, expected to last a couple of years under normal conditions. But whether it was frequent charging due to daily live streams or being exposed to the wind, sun, and rain... in short, now just over three hours of live streaming, and the battery was in a precarious state.

Several times, the live stream cut out because the battery died.

Now, as the household wasn’t short of money, Song Tan went ahead and bought a more expensive one –

It was worth 3999!

Of course, to Qiaoqiao, the value of the phone wasn’t his main concern; he just really liked new things. Now holding this new phone touted for its battery life, he was clearly quite proud when Grandma mentioned it.

"Yes, yes! Sister bought it for me! It has a really good battery!"

For example, after three hours of live streaming, the phone still had half its battery, and the live stream audience finally reached their peak viewing time.

You know...

[Streamer, why don’t you properly place the stand on the vehicle? Holding it in your hand and jostling around, it’s making me dizzy.]

[This road should be quite smooth, but look, there’s no space left on the tricycle, he’s holding it unsteadily in his hand, isn’t that nauseating?]

[It’s okay, don’t stare at the screen for now, today I want to see who ends up with these sweet potatoes!]

[Right! Let me see which pig eats the most, I’ll definitely snag a pork leg from it for New Year’s.]

[I just want to know if these sweet potatoes will be put up for sale?]

[Sweet potatoes are so expensive right now! Casually weighing five jin can cost several tens.]

[I’d be willing to shell out a few hundred, but the host’s family isn’t selling.]

[Tsk! Rich folks ahead, don’t you start throwing prices around in this livestream!]

[Am I the only one obsessed with the taste of Sweet Potato Vine? The sweet potatoes are not for sale, but can you sell the vines?]

[My hot and sour Sweet Potato Vine is super tasty! I’m begging for a bunch of Sweet Potato Vine here!]

[Sigh, the viewers in the live room are all over the place, some want pigs, some want sweet potatoes, and even get picky with the colors. Now they’ve set their sights on Sweet Potato Vine, how can we get anything done like this?]

The sweet potato field was not far from the factory, and riding the three-wheeler up the gentle slope was a breeze, arriving very quickly.

But when Song Youde got off the trike, he was puzzled to see the pile of Sweet Potato Vine that had been unloaded earlier, and the five or six old buddies sitting in a row on stools:

"I haven’t invited you over yet, have I?"

Not to mention others, even Lianhua’s mother-in-law came, these willing helpers sure were enthusiastic!

The old man in the middle laughed and said: "If we wait for you to call, when would we ever catch up with the work? Don’t worry, we’re not working for nothing, 20 bucks and a meal included!"

Song Youde got quite sullen: "You just pull up some Sweet Potato Vines, and you want 20 bucks?!"

What, they’ve been working for several months and they can’t come over to help?

"Hahahaha..." Everyone burst into laughter: "You stingy old man, Wu Lan asked us to help bag millet, and since the packaging hasn’t arrived, she found us something else to do in the meantime."

At first, they didn’t plan on asking for money. Pulling vines, bagging millet, aren’t those things just done alongside other work? Getting a meal out of it was already pretty generous.

Who doesn’t know the food is good at the mountain cafeteria!

But Wu Lan said that there would be plenty more of these extra tasks in the future, and they couldn’t always do it for free, right? Since people were called in, might as well earn some pocket change.

With that in mind, everyone knew twenty bucks wasn’t much for his family these days and gladly agreed.

Oh my, it had been quite some days since they stopped making straw mats, they hadn’t gotten together like this, a bunch of old men and women with no one to talk to at home were quite happy.

Song Youde was also happy. Now, with the help of Qiaoqiao, he sorted the vines to one side, brought out two stools from the shed, and instructed them carefully:

"Pick them carefully, folks, don’t take the old tough stems, they’re hard to chew."

And Qiaoqiao, having set up the phone, now seriously instructed in front of the Sweet Potato Vine:

"Kids, have you all learned how to dig sweet potatoes just now? Now let me teach you how to snap off Sweet Potato Vine."

He pulled out two vines: "Some leaves are red, some are green, but the red color isn’t from poor nutrition, it’s just the variety, they both taste the same."

"For a vine like this, don’t take the old stems close to the main stem, they don’t taste good when pickled."

"Go for the tender ones..."

He was halfway through the demonstration when he picked a fresh green Sweet Potato Vine, quickly plucked the green leaves off the top, and then with his eyes gleaming, he asked:

"Kids, isn’t this stem so long, and the color looks so nice, shall I make a necklace for you?"

Barrage: [...]

[Although it was sudden, it was surprisingly unsurprising.]

[No, no! We’ve learned that already, we want new knowledge!]

[Teacher Qiaoqiao is not being serious in class! Punish by treating the kids to sweet potatoes]

[Do you know the four ways to snap Sweet Potato Vine?]