Chapter 125 125. Qiaoqiao’s live broadcast
So Zhang Yanping, who had been leisurely for several days, picked up the **** again.
The bamboos in the bamboo forest are too dense, and many of them are not strong. They just grow crowded together in the cracks. It is even more difficult to dig out bamboo shoots with a hoe.
He swung the **** down, but instead of digging out the bamboo shoots, he broke off a section of the bamboo root. This thing is deeply rooted and criss-crossed, and it's really depressing to dig it out but not be able to dig it out.
Song Sancheng laughed loudly: "Yan Ping, you are not a piece of material for farm work, you are worse than a tantan! Stop digging, the tender spring bamboo shoots next to you have grown out, you can break them off."
“That’s easy to do.”
Nowadays, many bamboo shoots in the forest have sprouted under the stimulation of Song Tan's spiritual energy. Some of them have not yet grown out of the soil, and some have already grown.
It stands to reason that the ones in the soil are naturally tenderer, but spring bamboo shoots also have a different flavor, so no matter what, Song Tan, who is eager to make money, asked to dig them all out.
The spring bamboo shoots can be broken with just a pinch of your hands, and they are incredibly crisp and tender. Those that are still in the soil with only a sharp corner need to be hoeed.
The old man and the young man divide the labor and cooperate, and the efficiency is quite good.
Zhang Yanping sighed: "If this thing wasn't worth twenty, it really wouldn't be worthy of my labor force."
Song Sancheng frowned so much that he could catch a fly when he heard that the bamboo shoots cost twenty yuan per catty:
“Tan Tan, how big are these bamboo shoots after the shells have been removed? Isn’t it inappropriate for you to pay so much?”
Zhang Yanping gave him a resentful look: "Uncle, I have given such precious labor, what's wrong with twenty yuan? If vetch is not valuable, why not sell it for twenty?"
Song Tan didn't say anything else. He just took Zhang Yanping's mobile phone and opened Taotaobao's page. He saw that the spring bamboo shoots purchased online cost more than ten yuan a pound.
Song Sancheng:…
I don’t quite understand the current prices.
He sighed: "If I had known that these bamboo shoots were so profitable, I should have dug more and sold them in the market a few years ago..."
But this way, swinging the **** becomes much more powerful.
Zhang Yanping broke off the bamboo shoots with a crackling sound, feeling quite relieved at this moment.
He sighed: "If this is in the suburbs, just circle the bamboo and send a message to some parent-child groups, and a large group of free labor will come over."
“After we finish the work, we might even buy all the bamboo shoots on the spot. I can make money and save wages at the same time, how great!”
But they are in a remote country... Come on, people with poor driving skills don't dare to drive there.
Besides, on that rural road, two cars intersect, and one car has to back up and turn to avoid the other car... What's there to promote?
The bamboo grew too densely, making it inconvenient to move around. After digging for a while, Song Tan simply threw down the **** and went home to get a machete.
She was very strong, so she looked at the bamboo of about the same thickness, held the bamboo pole with one hand, and with a "click" sound with the other hand, a smooth cut was cut out of the hard bamboo.
The movements are so silky and smooth.
Zhang Yanping was dumbfounded, and then looked at the **** he threw aside, thinking that it was really incomparable.
Could it be that living in the city really wastes all your physical strength? Just like his sister, she can beat Brother Yanping with one punch.
Song Sancheng had experience in handling bamboo. Seeing Song Tan chopping bamboo so neatly, he was happy and said: "Wear gloves, otherwise your hands will be numb later. Cut off all the branches, and then go back to the field." Come inside and I’ll set up a cucumber stand for you.”
“Not only Dad, I also plan to form a circle around Taolin.”
This way the beans can easily climb the vines, otherwise the barbed wire would be too dense and it would be easily pulled and deformed if you climb on it.
Don’t underestimate the power of crops to grow. Let’s put it this way: if you spread soybeans and press them into stone slabs, the stone slabs can be lifted up.
Since there is nothing else at home, there are just a lot of bamboos, so I don’t feel bad.
She said it in an understatement, and Song Sancheng's heart skipped a beat as soon as he heard her arrange the work!
He quickly turned his head away from thinking about it, hiding his ears and stealing the bell in a very natural manner.
As for now... waving your hands is no longer an option, you can only activate the money ability.
Bamboo shoots, oh bamboo shoots, you have to fight for your strength!
While we were digging here, Zhang Yanping’s cell phone rang.
He took it out and took a look: "Tan Tan, the car delivering the peach trees said that it has arrived on our rural road. I sent you a message but you didn't reply. You'd better take your mobile phone back. Otherwise, it will be inconvenient to contact you later. ”
Song Tan nodded: "Qiaoqiao happens to be live broadcasting, let me go and see how it goes."
Zhang Yanping was surprised: "Qiao Qiao is chatting with people live? Don't let the popularity of the live broadcast room disappear."
Song Tan waved his hand and said indifferently: "Originally, the live broadcast room is not very popular. We will gain or lose my life, let's just let it happen."
Zhang Yanping thought the same thing: This is a live broadcast, how many people can watch it?
Ask which live broadcast room it is, and then ask her: "What's its name?"
Song Tan said casually: "Pastoral notes."
This name…
How should I say it? Ordinary among ordinary, it has no appeal at all to the audience.
Zhang Yanping has experience in this, and now he has a reliable suggestion: "If you want to broadcast, you have to find gimmicks, you have to find hot spots, and you have to keep up with real-time trends—"
Song Tan really doesn’t have any talent for naming. He is listening at the moment and plans to ask him to talk about a few specific cases.
I never thought about it, but I saw him holding the phone and standing there blankly, his mouth motionless.
He couldn't help but ask: "Why didn't you say anything?"
Zhang Yanping raised her head faintly and handed the phone to her:
“Open the Tianyuan category, and the most popular newcomer is Qiao Qiao. 6,700 people are following the live broadcast room. Didn’t you say you just started live broadcasting?”
Did it fall into the traffic pool?
Song Tan was startled and thought, could it be that Qiao Qiao is what Flow actually loves?
Where bees gather, bears will probably not go. Qiao Qiao is wearing a gauze around her face today. No one can betray her appearance, can she?
“What live broadcast?”
Song Sancheng is also someone who is addicted to Douyin short videos in his spare time. Now he came over curiously.
Zhang Yanping turned up the volume, and in the quiet bamboo forest, Qiao Qiao's serious voice was particularly clear:
“…Children, just now you are cutting beeswax, have you learned it? Once you have learned it, the teacher will teach you the next action.”
His clear and innocent voice is particularly recognizable, and Song Sancheng saw dense barrage:
【I came here after being recommended by a friend. Is the anchor really mentally retarded? 】
He frowned at that time.
Immediately afterwards, the next barrage lit up flashing fireworks:
【Good talk, now I can learn to cut beeswax. What’s next? I spent more than an hour cutting beeswax. Needless to say, it was rare for me to have a peaceful sleep. 】
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Regarding the prices of fruits and vegetables, you don’t have to worry too much. In my circle of friends, the Yangshan Hujing peach from the fruit shop is 25/5 pounds.
But the lake view sold by Yangshan Farmers can be sold for 40 per pound without free shipping, and it is also famous on the Internet. There’s nothing high-tech, I just grow it myself, and it’s delicious.
Sisters who bought it said that they still have the peach fragrance after washing their hands after eating.
So, anything is possible, and no one really cares too much.
(End of this chapter)