Chapter 2298 - 1915: Want Me to Read Your Fortune?

Chapter 2298: Chapter 1915: Want Me to Read Your Fortune?

Facing the offering specifically requested by the Taoist Ancestor, Wu Lan blurted out: "Why is it still a mix of Chinese and Western? What’s with the sandwich, isn’t it just like a veggie wrap?"

Speaking of veggie wraps, she wanted to eat it tomorrow too and turned to ask Seventh Uncle: "Can we have stir-fried green pepper and shredded potatoes stuffed in the wrap tomorrow?"

Then she asked Daoist Qingyun: "Does the Taoist Ancestor insist on eating Western food?"

That cold, stiff addition, why does it feel not as tasty to her?

Daoist Qingyun pondered immediately.

Indeed, although sandwiches are refreshing and tempting, veggie wraps or vegetarian rolls are also rare delicious carb delights!

He suddenly fell into a dilemma.

Until Daoist Wuwei gently nudged his toes, Daoist Qingyun came to his senses, and reluctantly said:

"Thank you for the kind offerings, but sometimes the Taoist Ancestor also wants to try something fresh."

Sigh, should’ve known better than to put on airs and toss those few Copper Coins just now; now it all seems so serious, and it’s embarrassing to change my mind.

Just talking about this wrap, that roll, do we have to make them all in one morning? Can’t we eat them one by one?

Coincidentally, Daoist Wuwei was also in painful struggle:

He couldn’t possibly eat a portion of all three things, right? How would he lose weight then?

At this moment, he asks: "Isn’t it too much effort to make such a lavish breakfast early in the morning? How about saving it for the day after tomorrow?"

The day after tomorrow?

Seventh Uncle thought for a moment: "Previously, we processed a lot of lamb fat, and the day after tomorrow, I want to make lamb fat fried rice, paired with a pot of rice soup. Also, the first batch of mustard greens we collected has been pickled, just right to eat together—what’s up?"

He curiously looked at the Daoist, quite respectfully: "Is it that you don’t want to eat such a filling breakfast?"

It’s pronounced ’filling,’ but written as ’carbs.’

Everyone knows that eating like this isn’t very healthy, but the problem is, carbs are such a joy to eat!

Daoist Wuwei stopped speaking immediately.

He decided, tomorrow he’s going to try each one!

Vice President Chen, listening quietly at the side, one moment wanted to eat this, another moment wanted to eat that, feeling so happy it was disorienting.

Then glancing at Secretary Xiaozu holding a tablet, gosh, why do the renderings on it seem less appealing?

He swiftly snatched the tablet down, hurriedly sat to the side and started re-editing:

"Secretary Xiaozu, no worries, I’m someone with principles in work, always striving for excellence. Seizing this moment of inspiration, I’ll refine it further."

Secretary Xiaozu: Alright.

She didn’t feel it was her personal charisma; it was purely that today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow’s breakfasts were too tempting!

She casually mentioned to Song Tan: "This year my grandparents might bring two family members along... I’ll book the homestay in advance."

Song Tan waved a big hand: "Come! Everyone come!"

This year’s business has been greatly successful, and the scale is not on the same level as last year, more people are manageable.

...

A damp day passed quickly with everyone doing their own things.

Although it was summer, due to the rainy weather, the sky darkened by 5 p.m., Zhang Yanping strolled in wearing slippers to have a look indoors:

"Huh, the fishermen haven’t returned yet?" ℯℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

That "yet" was quite insightful.

Wu Lan rolled her eyes: "Can you know whether they’ll be back? Without calling half a dozen times, they’d just act as if this home doesn’t exist."

Tsk tsk tsk!

It shows that family members have long endured the hardships of fishermen.

Song Tan quickly soothed her nearby: "We are meant to be fashionable self-drive tourists, less grievances, you see Old Song, he feels uneasy too, just dealt with a few worms."

He even asked Yunyun for them, didn’t even touch his own.

Wu Lan thought about it and agreed, this old man might do a lot of impractical things, but at least he doesn’t spend money.

Among the short ones, picking the tallest, her expression suddenly turned cheerful again. At this moment, she gleefully took out her phone and said to Zhang Yanping:

"I’ll send him a message, we won’t urge them; fishing is a hobby, if you’re going to play, play to your heart’s content."

Zhang Yanping: ...

You’re enjoying yourself, but the sky is dark, the riverside is slippery, and without a big light illuminating everywhere, you wouldn’t even know if you got dragged into the water!

Fine, can’t rely on home, he simply continued to take the boat to the Riverside Beach a few more times and ferried people back one by one!

By the way, he let Song Tan know: "I’ll ask Chen Xi to come with me to sail the boat."

Song Tan of course had no objections, Zhang Yanping’s organization could bring her a cut.

She even smiled meaningfully: "By the way, Auntie Lu asked me to say thank you, saying your business is urgent, no need to particularly refer guests to her."

"How embarrassing! She’ll make milk tea for you tomorrow."