Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 181 - . Qiaoqiaos Teacher_1

Chapter 181: 181. Qiaoqiao’s Teacher_1

Chapter 181: 181. Qiaoqiao’s Teacher_1

Zhucheng Suburb.

In a farmhouse resort called “Wild Countryside Happy Farm”.

The hard-working aunties had cleaned up all the rooms, and they could finally catch their breath, sitting in pairs or groups of three on the stone stools in the courtyard, feeling as if their backs were about to break.

“Ouch, I can’t take it anymore!”

The aunty in the middle hammered her back, “They said it was a waitress job when I came, but nobody mentioned there would be so many people!”

“Exactly! It’s killing me. It feels like I’m back to doing double shifts in the fields, as if I’m wearing wind-fire wheels on my feet!”

“You guys still have it better – you’re just serving dishes in the rooms. We runners have nearly run our legs off!”

“Didn’t they say we’re hiring? Why hasn’t anyone been hired yet? I can’t take it much longer…”

The staff were tired, and so was the boss!

A farmhouse resort owner like this, even if not personally taking over as head chef, still never had a moment’s rest.

At this moment in the hall, a simply dressed and efficient-looking auntie also pounded her own back

“Son, go and tell them that there’ll be a bonus at the end of this month, and ask everyone to hang in there a bit longer. Until we find more people, we’ll just have to persevere…”

While speaking, she glanced at the reservation book at the front desk – goodness, it was fully booked again tonight. Looks like we’ll have to turn tables as well.

She finally wore a troubled expression: she had never thought that making money could actually be so distressing.

If a mother was worried, her son was worried too.

“Mom, I’m not much help at home. Maybe I should just go out and find a job,” he said.

Running the family business was too exhausting; let whoever wanted to do it, do it. He sure didn’t want to. He was ready to go be a corporate drone and work for someone else!

Such a strong labor force and not even requiring a salary – his mother couldn’t bear to let him go!

“Son, didn’t you say you were in a bad mood because you just broke up? Our home has such beautiful scenery, you need to stay busy. Once you’re busy, you’ll stop thinking about it. Stay for a while longer…”

“No, no!”

This mother and son were none other than Xin Jun and his mother.

Xin Jun had been at home ever since he broke up with his girlfriend Wa Qianqian last month.

At first, he was treated like an Emperor – every day his mother was dearly concerned about him, and he could have anything he wanted from the kitchen.

Let alone helping with serving, his mother was afraid even handing him the menu would tire him out.

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Now that a month had passed, forget about handing him the menu, she would rather he took care of everything from running dishes and serving, to cashiering at the front desk. His daily step count on WeChat was close to twenty thousand, all confined within this one farmhouse resort, a clear sign that he had hit rock bottom in the food chain hierarchies.

Keep in mind, this wasn’t some vast farmhouse resort with thousands of acres, just a regular rural retreat.

These days, if your rural retreat didn’t have “Villa” or “Garden” in the name, it seemed to lack class somehow.

In the suburbs, establishments like theirs were dime a dozen, at least ten if not eight, yet oddly enough, their place was the most popular this year. Why? All because of the giveaways!

What was the giveaway? Anyone dining here and spending over 200 got a free serving of Milk Vetch soup. The more they spent, the more soup they got, and it was cumulative.

Sometimes it was Milk Vetch lean meat soup, sometimes Milk Vetch tofu soup, and sometimes even Milk Vetch porridge.

Ah, that taste…

Anyway, everyone who tried it couldn’t stop praising it, and they always wanted to come back for more.

All the local rural retreats offered similar competitive advantages, each catering to their own regular customers. Now, stealthily, the fame of the giveaway had spread, overtaking them all with a surprise move. Nowadays, everyone who came wanted it.

The mother and son had foreseen the promotional power, but they hadn’t fully anticipated it.

For example, Xin Jun thought the one hundred pounds of Milk Vetch that his mother had initially asked for would be enough to last through the initial excitement.

He never expected that when he came back to serve it to his customers, they were utterly amazed. His mother immediately placed an order for another two thousand catties, clearing out Song Tan’s two fields completely.

With those two thousand catties back home, just blanching and freezing them kept the whole family busy for several evenings, and they even brought in a few extra large freezers for the task.

They had thought it would last for a while, right?

But with the current flow of customers…

Mother Xin became somewhat panicked, “Son, ask the boss what else he has for sale? Get something to tide us over!”

“Even if it’s not a thousand or eight hundred catties, a hundred or so would do.”

Xin Jun’s face went numb, “No, no, no! Mom, how many times have I told you? The last time it was bamboo shoots, and I only managed to grab twenty catties before they were gone.”

Those bamboo shoots, the family of three tried them once and couldn’t resist putting them straight into jars with chili oil.

Now, they were long gone.

Every time Mother Xin thought about their stock, she felt a pang of regret. If she knew this would happen, she should have been bolder and leased all of the man’s fields, saving him the trouble of going to the vegetable market every day.

Who could have seen this coming?

“However, Mom, if we’re out of stock, it’s also a good chance for you to take a break and train the new staff. They’ve been so busy lately, I think the employees can’t take much more.”

“It’s okay,” Mother Xin, experienced as she was, reassured him, “I’ve prepared big red envelopes for them, to hand out at the end of the month.”

Still, she couldn’t help but ask again, “What else does this boss grow? When can we expect the next batch?”

She had been running the wild farm vegetables business for over a decade and now, with the chance of booming success, she couldn’t afford to have any interruptions. The good ingredients must not run out!

Making money was exhausting, but she just needed to vent sometimes. For her to stop making money, that would be the real challenge.

Xin Jun thought for a moment, “I remember the boss mentioning in the group chat that there will be bok choy available in half a month.”

He subconsciously took out his phone to check, then his expression sharpened.

After that, he nonchalantly turned off the screen and said to Mother Xin:

“Mom, I don’t think it’s good for us to keep waiting for the boss to restock.”

“How about this, I go to the boss’s village and see if there’s anything good. We can purchase it right away.”

“If possible, I’ll try to establish a deeper level of cooperation with the boss.”

Mother Xin looked at her son skeptically, “Are you really going to find this boss? Isn’t she Qianqian’s old classmate? Won’t she have something against you when you meet?”

“Also, do you think it’s too tiring at home and you want to get away?”

She continued earnestly, “Son, since you and Qianqian aren’t dating anymore, you’ll have to take over the farm eventually. There’s no need to root yourself in another city, right? Helping your mother out would be great!”

Xin Jun nodded without hesitation, “I’ve decided to plant my roots in the countryside.”

As for which countryside, he kept that to himself.

On one hand was money, and on the other hand was still money. Mother Xin quickly made up her mind:

“Okay, son, you go. As soon as you find something good, reserve it immediately, and I’ll send you the money right away.”

Mother and son looked at each other, their hands clasped, reluctant to part.

She was reluctant to let go of her all-purpose, free-of-charge son, who could handle the work of three people. Xin Jun tried to control his anxiety, constantly checking his phone after getting into the car:

I’m willing to be a tutor for the kids, but why hasn’t the boss replied yet?

Is it going to work?

Could someone else have beaten me to it?

Regardless, he no longer wanted to be an unpaid waiter at home.