Her Cultivation Diary-Chapter 207 - . Lost twenty pounds_1

Chapter 207: 207. Lost twenty pounds_1

Chapter 207: 207. Lost twenty pounds_1

A resigned Zhao Fangyuan was full of vigor.

“I used to be fat!”

“Trying to stay young in school, I could still compete. But after starting work, my physical fitness wasn’t what it used to be, and I always felt tired on site. Later, I took up boxing.”

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“And by controlling my diet a bit, haven’t I slimmed down? Is my figure not proportionate now?”

It was certainly very proportionate.

Song Tan seemed to understand something.

Zhao Fangyuan took another look at her own dad:

“My dad came to see me, and just happened to catch me punching a sandbag in the living room. He thought I was being bullied at work, that I’d become suppressed and twisted, and that I had psychological problems. So, he hurriedly called me back home.”

Saying all this with genuine resignation: “Now I take my orders online.”

The vegetable vendor was not convinced: “Girl, don’t try to be too tough, no one is laughing at you. You used to be so gentle, even crying over the slaughter of a chicken!”

“Now, with boxing gloves on, you go ‘bang bang bang’, and the fierceness on your face, I’m just afraid you might stray down the wrong path…”

Zhao Fangyan felt too exhausted to retort: “I cried when killing a chicken because I was five years old at the time, and when you chopped off the chicken’s head, it flew onto my face!”

The vendor was instantly silent.

Only Song Tan looked around and then curiously asked: “Why decapitate the chicken when killing it? You could just cut the neck and let the blood drain out!”

Now, not only the vendor, but even Zhao Fangyuan widened her eyes in surprise:

“Is it not done by beheading?”

Song Tan: …

Alright, considering the girl didn’t look depressed at all, and she seemed quite content, it was time to change the topic:

“Then I’ll take a look at your past cases for now. If you’re not busy, how about coming back with me to check out the environment?”

“Sure.”

The girl pointed to her little scooter: “I’ll stay a couple of days to check out the environment. Wait for me for a while, I’ll go back and pack some personal belongings first.”

“Wait!”

The vendor beside her was not happy: “Who is this person? You just met and you’re ready to go back to her hometown with her, that’s dangerous!”

Zhao Fangyuan looked at him helplessly: “Just the other day when you were drunk, you said you had a sworn brother at the Riverside Market, is it this miss?”

“If it is, she makes several thousand yuan with just one sale of vegetables. What does she have to gain by taking me back with her?”

This girl’s character was really right up Song Tan’s alley!

She also laughed heartily: “No rush, no rush, take your time packing, I still have some vegetables left to sell.”

“What vegetables? If it’s okay, give them all to my dad, the taste of your family’s vegetables is truly unforgettable.”

But the vendor was shaking his head crazily on the side: “No way, no way, your mom doesn’t eat cilantro, and if I buy so much, she’ll have words for me.”

Cilantro?

Zhao Fangyuan leaned over to take a look at the basket:

“That’s easy, no problem.”

She took out her phone: “Hey, Pengzi… Didn’t you say your dad’s appetite was poor… if he doesn’t eat cilantro beef meatballs… I knew your dad loved it, hurry over to Riverside Market, this cilantro is top-notch! You’ll regret eating one less…”

“Twenty yuan for fifty grams too expensive? Not at all!”

“… Can anything I’ve endorsed be bad? Hurry up, come and grab it and we’re done!”

After hanging up, she smiled at the dumbfounded vendor and Song Tan: “My friend will come by to buy the cilantro later, you can sell it to him. I’ll go home and pack my things first.”

“By the way, if you head back early, how about treating me to lunch?”

Only the vendor was left, spilling tears among the rising warmth of the spring sun:

“I’ve been selling vegetables for decades, why doesn’t she find me any customers?”

Song Tan took a good look at the vegetables on his stall and sincerely said: “Maybe your vegetables just look too ordinary.”

Zhao Fangyuan was indeed quick to take action.

As soon as the coriander had been taken away by a customer on a bicycle, she arrived again, carrying a backpack and riding an electric scooter.

It was a simple backpack, plump and round from being stuffed, yet she carried it with ease as if it had no weight at all.

Under the persistent advice of the vegetable vendor, the two equally proficient individuals exchanged a glance and then quickly got into the car.

As the car drove along the road, Zhao Fangyuan couldn’t help but ask, “Your family’s food tastes so good, you must eat very well at every meal, right?”

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Song Tan was taken aback.

The dishes were passable these days, but she still wasn’t quite used to the staple foods, so her appetite was only barely normal.

Of course, in the current atmosphere of three bowls of rice per person, this ‘normal’ seemed rather pitiful.

Then she heard Zhao Fangyuan sigh sadly beside her:

“I have a physique that gains weight easily! If your family’s food is too delicious, I’m afraid I won’t want to leave and end up gaining back more than twenty pounds.”

From the sound of it, she wasn’t planning to stay just a couple of days; she wanted to stay longer, right?

Song Tan was somewhat surprised, “You’re planning to take this job? But we haven’t discussed the price yet, have we?”

Zhao Fangyuan then broke into a smile, “Of course I am! I knew we’d hit it off the moment I saw you. Just remember not to haggle over the price later.”

Song Tan was greatly shocked.

How could the neighboring vegetable vendor, who she could usually talk circles around without a single word of rebuttal, have such an impressive daughter?

So, she also asked, “If you come over any time during the project and take care of all three meals a day, could you give a discount on the design fee?”

The two looked at each other, then both turned their heads back.

After a long while, Zhao Fangyuan finally said softly, “Let me go and take a look at the site first.”

The car made its way back to Yunqiao Village, and by this time it was noon, with smoke rising from the chimneys of every household.

Zhao Fangyuan was jostled about but still managed to stand strong, admiring the surrounding countryside, she couldn’t help but sigh, “What beautiful rural life.”

Song Tan gave her a look, thinking that if she tried harvesting rice for two days, she wouldn’t say that again.

But at this moment, the whole family was excited by the arrival of the designer.

Even Seventh Uncle couldn’t help but listen in eagerly, then offered a few valuable suggestions about the kitchen.

After all, this was a real designer!

Which household in the village could afford to hire someone like that?

It was both rare and prestigious!

Zhao Fangyuan also chatted with everyone enthusiastically. Seeing this harmonious scene, who would guess that the two hadn’t even agreed on the price yet!

There was some time left before lunch, and once she got into her working mode, her efficiency was quite remarkable.

She then pointed towards a hill, “If we’re doing a unified reconstruction, I’ll go check out the terrain and environment at the back.”

Saying this, she took out her notebook and pen, and then merrily made her way up the hill.

Such efficiency!

As Song Tan perused Zhao Fangyuan’s previous designs, she grew increasingly satisfied.

Only when it was time for dinner did Zhao Fangyuan lazily come down from the mountain. Seeing Song Tan still busy in the yard, she couldn’t resist praising,

“Is the soil here particularly good? I saw those six little pigs on the back hill, so plump and round – they’ll must be delicious for the New Year!”

Honestly, this wasn’t the first time she had heard such a comment, but Song Tan looked forward with the same anticipation.

Meat, delicious meat—

Wait a minute!

She suddenly realized something:

“How many pigs did you say again?”