Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 64 - : 64. The Functions of Golden Sakura_1

Chapter 64: 64. The Functions of Golden Sakura_1

Old Li had a new venture and it seemed as if he had entered a second spring. Nowadays, he no longer dozed off in the fields, but walked back and forth along the ridges, looking as though he had made plans for the rice paddies.

Meanwhile, Song Tan went up the hill behind her house to carefully inspect the five boxes of bees she had bought.

After feeding them with sugar water for two days, the cherry blossoms at the entrance bloomed, clusters of pink and white flowers, bursting forth in a lively display.

The only problem was… there was just one tree.

Without the mix of Spiritual Energy, it simply wasn’t enough for the swarm of bees.

Song Tan kept the entire tree suspended with Spiritual Energy, and every day it was surrounded by a buzzing swarm of bees. From a distance, it looked quite terrifying.

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However, this situation wouldn’t last long.

As April approached, there were more and more wildflowers blooming in the fields. Song Tan had already planned that after April, she would induce a different section of flower buds to bloom each day, allowing the bees half a month to gather honey before tilling the ground again.

She aimed to complete rice transplanting by late April and officially enter the vegetable planting season.

As for that bumblebee—it was still busy breeding!

The bumblebee was unfortunate; just after leaving its cave and before it could taste any pollen, it was caught by Qiaoqiao.

At first, it survived on sugar water, but now it absorbed Spiritual Energy in great gulps every day.

The larvae in the beeswax jar hadn’t grown much, but the bumblebee itself had gotten plumper, now even rounder than a thumb.

The only thing that hadn’t changed were its fragile little wings, which couldn’t carry its hefty body. It flapped them in vain each day, so much so that Song Tan began to worry—

With it becoming so fat, wouldn’t it crush the flowers when it went to gather nectar?

She was concerned in her heart, yet her hands couldn’t help but reach out again to touch the round, furry, pudgy black and yellow striped bottom.

By now the bumblebee had probably been petted too much. After being firmly stroked, even the beeswax jar rolled forward a bit. The bumblebee didn’t even extend its stinger, clearly having become quite indifferent to its surroundings.

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Song Sancheng had once again shouldered the carrying pole and was off to fetch pig feed.

The five piglets ate non-stop every day. Thankfully, he was strong and robust; otherwise, carrying that much feed every day would be impossible, not to mention the flock of chickens and ducks constantly chirping nearby…

He felt a mix of happiness and concern.

He was pleased that the little ones were full of life and seemed delicious.

But he was concerned that they were far from full-grown and his pig-feeding business would likely go on for an entire year.

Qiaoqiao toiled away in the vegetable garden, diligent and honest. The entire Lao Song’s family was bustling with activity—

Except for Zhang Yanping.

He was currently sitting on a stool, playing with his phone with his legs crossed. Seeing Song Tan come back with a frown, he teased, “Yo, what’s troubling our little farm girl now?”

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“I’ve enclosed all parts of the mountain with fences. I can keep an eye on the back hill, but at Chestnut Woods, I’ve put out many fungus sticks for black and white wood ear mushrooms, only secured by nylon rope nets. I’m afraid that they won’t hold back the thieves when it’s time for harvest.”

Chestnut Woods was on a gentle slope with paths leading up and down, situated a fair distance from Song Tan’s house. Now with the Chestnut Trees still growing leaves and the mushrooms in the stage of piled-up ventilation, the fences were sufficient to keep things safe.

But she was worried that when the wood ear and white wood ear mushrooms grew, there might be those who would take the opportunity to steal.

After all, anyone who had tasted her family’s produce would yearn for more.

She shared her concerns with Zhang Yanping now, thinking that there was strength in numbers, and if necessary, she could arrange for her cousin to patrol the mountain with the three puppies.

At most, she would add Big White to the mix.

Farming wasn’t Zhang Yanping’s strong suit, and he didn’t even notice Song Tan’s alarming ideas—

The three little native pups whining and nibbling hands with their tiny milk teeth beside his legs, were they even fit to patrol the mountains?

If they really encountered the thief, wouldn’t they just be voluntarily delivering themselves as a meal?

But he knew nothing, and after a moment’s thought, he actually had an idea:

“You just want to stop people, right? Then it’s easy! Plant some thorny vines around the perimeter of the mountain to enclose them, preferably the kind with lots of thorns that are impossible to grab.”

“Don’t think about how much fruit they bear; you need to be clear about what your primary need is—if it’s protection, then focus on protection.”

He arched his eyebrows, looking very pleased with himself, “Tantan, brew me another cup of tea, will you? If you pour me a cup, I’ll give you a tip.”

Song Tan didn’t mind her own family members drinking tea, but providing Zhang Yanping was out of the question!

This cousin hadn’t even started working the fields yet.

“No way. At most, I’ll pack a few ounces for you to take home.”

That was more than enough! Who needed a bicycle at this point?

Zhang Yanping immediately became serious as he began to explain:

“You should also check out some videos online when you’re free.”

“I saw one talking about Golden Sakura, isn’t that the thorny vine by our roadside? Although it has practically disappeared nowadays.”

“The thing is, it looks especially beautiful when it flowers, but it’s tough because it’s covered in thorns everywhere! The fruit it bears is also bristling with spikes, and the vines are so tangled together, it’s impossible to start picking.”

“Besides, its fruit skins are edible, can be used as medicine, and even infused in liquor; both its economic and medicinal values are quite high.”

“You don’t have to take down those fences; just support them with sturdy stakes at intervals, and plant a ring of Golden Sakura both inside and outside the perimeter. It can keep people out and also bring in extra income.”

As he spoke, he suddenly let out a sly laugh:

“Tantan, if the Golden Sakura harvest is bountiful, don’t worry if you can’t sell it— I’ll find you buyers.”

Song Tan gave him a skeptical look, then went online to check—

Goodness, no wonder Zhang Yanping had that odd expression! The biggest use for this stuff among the folks, turned out to be in making liquor for tonifying the kidneys, securing essence, and boosting virility!

She looked at Zhang Yanping thoughtfully:

“Brother, no wonder Auntie said you needed to come down to the countryside to engage in physical labor. Lying at home all day playing with your phone, no wonder you’ve become frail.”

Zhang Yanping bristled right away:

“Frail? What do you, a young lady, understand? I know whether I am frail or not.”

Song Tan humphed: “What’s wrong with being a young lady? Don’t I use the internet or learn new things? Clearly, I’ve hit a nerve, and you’ve gotten angry from embarrassment.”

Cultivators have experienced everything!

As she spoke, she picked up the hoe again:

“However, Brother, considering your idea of Golden Sakura is quite reliable, I’ll cut you a few more bunches of chives from my field when they’ve grown well.”

She had walked around the village when she came back earlier, just as a local family was tending to their vegetable plot. They felt they’d planted too many chives and without enough fertilizer, they weren’t growing properly, so they couldn’t bother anymore and decided to switch to planting something else.

Song Tan wasn’t at all reluctant; she carried a black fungus stick down from the mountain and exchanged it for a large patch of chive roots, deciding to send them to Milk Vetch’s field later on.

Zhang Yanping stayed still for a moment, then suddenly it dawned on him, his face alternating between red and white.

Indeed, those chives also had a well-known benefit—boosting virility!

He was a young man, and he should not have to hear this kind of talk!