Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 861 - 850. Transfer next year_2

Chapter 861: 850. Transfer next year_2

Now when she speaks, it’s like a never-ending torrent.

"Look, our family has rented such a big piece of Riverside Beach, and next year we’ll build a big duck coop there. With the ducks expanding in scale, don’t you, as the duck team leader, have to keep an eye on things?"

"It’s not exactly a transfer, more like a reassignment—now you’re a Centurion, next year you’ll be a thousand-household officer!"

Big White: ...All this talk, it’s not human, how can it understand anything you say?

Big White felt like it was being mocked.

Its expression gradually turned fierce, beady eyes fixed on Zhang Yanping, on equal footing, despising everyone—

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yanping became alert: "Tantan has said, don’t you peck at people without a reason... Hey hey, Goose Sister! What are you doing?"

Good grief!

While he was dodging Big White, he saw Goose Sister wiggling her butt as she headed straight for the pond on the grassland, with a long and slender thing in her elongated beak!

In no time, her body sank, she floated on the surface, and began paddling towards the other edge of the pond.

Zhang Yanping: ...

Taking another look at Big White, he couldn’t help but curse: "What the heck, a whole pond of geese, huh? I talk to you and you pretend not to hear, now you both are using tactics on me."

Looking at the live comments, now nobody’s playing with the memes and making jokes about detective stories—

[What a move, feint east strike west haha!]

[Have to say, our Goose Sister is truly brave and extraordinary indeed! Truly extraordinary!]

[Exactly! That swoop was as fast as lightning, I didn’t even see the move clearly before she swooped away the sweet potato.]

[Not only does she have tactics, she has self-awareness too, look at the sweet potato she took, it’s a thin and long piece that’s been dug up, easy to carry away!]

[Yes! With that flat beak, if it had grabbed a big one, at best it could only rub off a layer of skin.]

[Impressive, Goose Sister is truly impressive.]

Zhang Yanping watched as the focus of the comments shifted, and amidst his anger, he also felt a bit of resignation.

He sighed deeply: "Goose Sister, Goose Sister, I was planning on giving you a significant role next year, but here you are, committing self-theft— tell me, will you still get to lead the duck army next year?"

Who doesn’t know how to use strategies? He could use the divide and conquer tactic too!

"In terms of smarts, it’s still our Big White! Right, Big White?"

He glanced at Big White, still looking fierce, but to his surprise, Big White proudly raised its head then, wiggling its butt, it too headed towards the pond.

Zhang Yanping: ... Look at you, you goose, no wonder you were superseded by Goose Sister, you have no brains at all, who knows what’s under that yellow cap of yours!

But when Big White passed by a basket, it suddenly also lowered its head, the yellow cap flashing by, and with the speed of lightning, it too picked up a broken piece of sweet potato.

Its wings spread out, butt wobbling as if to create afterimages. Its feet stepping on the grass made no sound, yet it seemed one could still hear the pattering noise.

Zhang Yanping: ...

[HAHAHAHAHAHA]

[A truly satisfying scene! Real-life feel-good fiction!]

[Not even the tyrannical CEO’s face-slapping scenes compare to Big White and Goose Sister’s swift action!]

[What wrong have geese done? They were just not full from their afternoon tea.]

[Geese geese geese, necks crooked toward the basket. Large heads don the yellow cap, flat beaks clenching a chunk of potato.]

[Great poem! Great geese!]

[What we’re saying is, could those gangsters be as clever as our enlisted geese?]

[Right! The gangster hasn’t made it ashore yet, but Goose Sister has already landed.]

[Previous commenter, when you say ’boss making it ashore,’ what shore are you talking about?]

The sun gradually dims.

The sky around 5 o’clock has already darkened, and the sweet potatoes from the two-acre field have been gradually carried by Qiaoqiao into the trunk of the car in baskets.

And in the bleak evening breeze, Zhang Yanping’s silent and tall figure stands there, like those about to engage in a group fight in every triad movie...

In short, his heart is wounded.

As we all know, when people get hurt, they tend to lose it, like right now, he finally remembers the long-lost important matter:

"Everyone’s having fun, right?"

"Well, let me also share some happy news—now, is there anyone who loves fishing in the live stream?"

"Yes, just as you’re thinking, we’re going to sell fishing bait in the store. As for the quality of this bait, honestly speaking, the price is practically a giveaway, those who are brave enough to try can make a move."

Live stream viewers: ???

Dude, your sales pitch is even more sudden than Teacher Qiao’s, if Teacher Qiaoqiao did a live stream like today, she would definitely be selling sweet potatoes. And you...