Thorny Hymns

One-liner introduction: After transmigrating back from the Cultivation World, I've started farming and live streaming vegetable sales in my hometown!
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Having failed to transcend the tribulation of the Golden Core, Song Tan returned to the modern era, only to find himself at the scene of a serial car accident. He barely survived thanks to the timely rescue of a benefactor.
With that, what else was there to consider? Forget being a corporate slave, let's go back home and farm!!!
With his experience in cultivation, Song Tan created a picturesque Tian Yuan, foraged for wild vegetables, cooked farm meals, picked cucumbers, started live streaming, and sold mountain delicacies...
[True farming, the genuine kind of farming]
[There's a male lead, but he doesn't have much screen time]

Song Tan's Diary

It was rare to see such a plentiful catch all at once, and Seventh Uncle was still earnestly explaining to Qiaoqiao.


At this moment, he pulled out an eel that was struggling nonstop from the trap on the ground.


The eel's body was covered in mucus, generally slippery and difficult to grasp with one hand.


But now, Seventh Uncle pinched tightly with his thumb and index and middle fingers, no matter how the eel curled and exerted force beneath, it couldn't wriggle free at all.


"I've eaten this before," Qiaoqiao said with a grin, touching the eel's cold, slimy body, "Dad says it's not a water snake, it doesn't bite people, it's an eel."


Seventh Uncle nodded in approval, "That's right, but if really cornered, it also bites, it's just that the toxin isn't very strong, just wash it with water and alcohol and it'll be fine."


There was more than one eel in the trap, and Seventh Uncle soon pulled out another and tossed it into the bucket:


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