Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 899 - 881. Doggy getting busy

Chapter 899: 881. Doggy getting busy

Secretary Xiaozu’s first live broadcast was using Qiaoqiao’s channel, but reasonably, there should be people supporting the event.

However, the barrage of comments exploded instantly, and the topics were unrelated to her commentary—

[On the left, on the left, ahhh, is that Qibao?!]

[The German Shepherd on the left side is the boss! Look at how straight it bites off the vine!]

[Being straight is useless. They’re looking for kudzu bugs. The second from the right—look at the size of that burl, must be lots of bugs in there!]

[Is the one on the right Princess? The retired dog Princess, right? Ahhh, Princess!]

[Hey, secretary, swing the camera over! The orange one on the right, it’s messing with our Duoduo]

[Ahhh! Keep the camera on Dabao in the live broadcast! Casro! My treasure!]

[If you want to watch, you’ve got to check out our traditional breed—look at that local mutt, is that Qibao? Isn’t he supposed to be on watch? How’s he shirking his duties?]

Secretary Xiaozu: ...

What a mistake! This village official has made a mistake!

But you can’t blame the audience in the live broadcast room; humans working have no aesthetic appeal, while dogs at work are all fodder for laughs—who wouldn’t love watching them?

The live broadcast couldn’t initially capture this, but as soon as Secretary Xiaozu held up the phone, wasn’t everything captured perfectly?

Especially since the contemporary audience has a keen eye, watching all the other treasures busily searching through the vines for kudzu root with big burls and here’s Qibao, the yellow dog, pretending to work, muddying the waters...

[Hey, that mutt! The same kudzu vine, you’ve been carrying it back and forth several times!]

[It’s quite crafty, putting on a show of scraping through the vines, head burrowing into the dirt heap several times]

[Strongly suspect it’s amusing itself on purpose]

[That dog’s head surely hasn’t got knocked out by the dirt heap, right?]

[Look at it, after knocking its head a few times, it turns back and runs off to another spot with the vine in its mouth]

[That’s right, over there it’s gonna struggle with the vines, gnawing and tugging, battling for 300 rounds]

Secretary Xiaozu checked the comments and also fixed her attention on the dog in question.

The yellow-furred Qibao had just struggled out from the vines and now stood there, dumbly watching his siblings search for loot in the vines, then pile it up on the side.

So it too lowered its head to pick up the kudzu vine it had set aside—hey, hey, hey?

Where’s its vine?

Where’s that big piece of vine it had?

"Hahaha..." There’s some strange woman laughing on the side of the road.

Secretary Xiaozu held up the phone, the camera starting to shake, but the barrage of comments didn’t care, as everyone was laughing together—

Of course, while the shirker Qibao was yet again sticking his head into a hole, the silent Sanbao, the German Shepherd, spotted a missed vine and without hesitation brought it over to their pile of loot.

[Prosperous and hazy, hahaha]

[Slacking at work is not okay because others take away the fruits of your labor]

[Qibao, you truly understand the working class]

[Our Qibao is still young, come to aunty’s house, aunty will buy you a toy]

[Anchor, give us an address, I swear I won’t scold you, I just want to personally deliver some toys to the pooches.]

It’s just that Qiaoqiao, further back in the shot, was taken aback and then waved her hand:

"Dabao, there are many vines over there you can’t pull apart—come here, take the ones we’ve cut down to the basket."

"Woof!"

"Woof woof woof!"

The dogs, upon hearing the call, responded immediately. With a push of their hind legs, they kicked up copious amounts of soil and, like lightning, reconvened next to Qiaoqiao.

The barrage comments became urgent: [The camera! Keep up with the camera!]

Secretary Xiaozu: ...

Does anyone care about her at all? Before she descended the mountain, everyone in the livestream room swore they would support her. Now look, it’s a good thing she didn’t try to redirect the audience at this moment, or who would go?

However, as a village secretary, seeing that the camera wouldn’t catch any details, she quickly brought the focus back:

"What’s the difference between eating this finer Kudzu root and this coarser Kudzu root powder?"

Zhang Yanping: "... You’re asking me?"

He doesn’t have a clue!

But it’s okay, trusty Baidu:

"Kudzu root powder is dual-purpose, for food and medicine, but with less medicinal effect. Kudzu root is generally used only for medicinal purposes and has a higher value."

As he spoke, he also switched tabs: "I’ll ask Doctor Xiaoguo if she wants this."

It wasn’t long before the reply came:

"Yes! I can’t use that much myself, but I can resell it—after you dig everything out, bring them to me, and I’ll find someone to slice and dry them."

Wow!

That’s no small amount!

Although there are no exact figures now, they had asked Zhang Wang’s Family before digging, and they said that in a normal year, one acre would yield a thousand pounds, even when the old couple hadn’t even fully harvested it.

But now the mountain has been turned over, and even if only half of it is Kudzu root, with five or six acres here, there could be five thousand pounds.

pounds of Kudzu root powder could yield over 2000 pounds of powder...

With that in mind, a proper livestream is essential for selling it.

"Hey!" Zhang Yanping pulled off a vine section and tossed it onto Xin Jun’s back in front of him, looking back at him to ask:

"Are you really... Are you really not planning to go back and take over the business? I think your family’s agritainment could become a national chain under you."

Xin Jun was speechless: "Then are you taking the civil service exam?"

Both bitter seeds looked at each other and sighed in the end.

Secretary Xiaozu silently calculated an account—

Based on 2000 pounds of Kudzu Root Powder, with a market price set low at 60 per pound for wild specimens, that’s...

Hisss... That’s over a hundred thousand yuan in one go, Zhang Wang’s Family hasn’t saved up that much in their lifetime, have they?

Even if he sold them at a low price before, a pound would still fetch forty or fifty yuan, with an annual income of tens of thousands of yuan.

If those kids had any sense, they wouldn’t have turned against their father over medical bills of a few tens of thousands, cutting off this source of income, right?

She asked this question softly, avoiding the live stream room.

Zhang Yanping, however, scoffed: "The old couple is too frugal to eat well or dress well, do you think they would have spared the expense to hire an excavator in the past? With such a huge mountain and no one to help, the two of them could probably only manage a thousand pounds over a winter."

Don’t forget, Zhang Wang is also lame! He can’t work as hard as other able-bodied men.

A thousand pounds of Kudzu root, at most turning into 500 pounds of powder and valuing each pound at fifty... That’s only a little over twenty thousand yuan.

And that little over twenty thousand, today spent on this child and tomorrow on that one... how much could be left over?

With no one paying attention at the moment, Secretary Xiaozu sneered: "The ingrates deserve it—This older generation’s hard work and dedication, it’s not worth it! Too much sacrifice without self, it becomes taken for granted."

Zhang Yanping lowered his voice: "Don’t forget, this year we also have the revenue from the Kudzu root. Doctor Xiaoguo said, she would purchase the fresh ones without processing at a high price, 5 yuan per pound."

With this calculation, Xin Jun also smiled lightly: "Now, Uncle Zhang has earned enough for his retirement, and he will be more at ease working for Song Tan’s Home in the future."