Customer service Xiaoli refused to answer questions.
On the one hand, Xiaoli doesn’t think she is Xiaoli. On the other hand, so many people come to watch Qiaoqiao’s live broadcast to see the mutton. He is close to the water, so how can he not guard by the stove?
It's simply against the will of heaven!
The gangster stomped down the stairs with a cold face. The loud noise made Lao Yang, who had not yet been assigned to work, couldn't help but look up, and then his whole body tensed up subconsciously. The non-existent driver beside him also quickly took a step forward. The two of them raised their heads slightly and watched Zhang Yanping approaching menacingly. It took a long time to calm down.
-It's okay. I've seen him before. He's an acquaintance of the old Song family. He's not dangerous.
But this look is very dangerous!
The two stood there in a strange posture. Song Sancheng passed by and took a curious look, but soon he was busy talking to Zhang Yanping:
"Yan Ping, have you told Xiao Guo? Let her come to eat mutton soup tonight."
After saying that, he looked at Lao Yang again, and couldn't help but raise his chin again. There was a slight feeling of sadness all over his body: "Well, Yan Ping, look at how nice Xiao Yang and his family are. Just ask Dr. Xiao Guo Do you still have the tonic? If so, bring two boxes and I'll transfer the money to her..."
Just listening to these words, you know that Lao Yang's two large agricultural machinery have easily captured the heart of the old farmer, and now he truly regards him as one of his own.
But Lao Yang himself didn't know what kind of wealth he had encountered. Instead, he shouted loudly at this moment: "What kind of tonic? Brother Song, don't waste the money! I am in good health."
What man wouldn’t say this?
Song Sancheng looked very understanding: "I know, I don't mean anything else, you're welcome."
After saying that, he looked at his driver with admiration: "Look at the tender tendons... I asked Xiao Guo if he had more? I'll give you some too."
Lao Yang was confused.
When Song Sancheng went back to clean the sheep's lungs again, Wulan complained to him: "What tonic are you talking about... I'm a guest, what do you mean?"
Song Sancheng realized later and felt a little embarrassed: "I thought I didn't have anything good to give to others, so I felt embarrassed, so I just thought about poking around for some..."
However, the only thing that is acceptable in their village is the medicine in Doctor Xiao Guo's hand. That business...
In short, after all was said and done, Ulan also let go of the topic: "Hurry up, get some more salt water, and rinse the sheep's lungs - has the membrane on the sheep's belly been torn?"
Seeing Lao Yang running back and forth and blocking the camera in the live broadcast room, the seventh cousin looked at him twice: "How about... you go and help pull out some cabbages?"
He explained in detail: "We have a large family and we can all eat it. You can pull out four cabbages. Then pull out a handful of garlic sprouts and a handful of coriander."
Lao Yang regained his energy and immediately pulled out a broken bamboo basket from under the wall. He patted his chest and walked up the mountain with the driver.
Yang Zhengxin, who had just come out with a basin of salt water next to him, wondered: "Why doesn't my dad ride a bicycle when he is picking vegetables?"
The seventh cousin didn't even raise his head: "Let him exercise and eat more at night." This old Yang took the lamb and was so focused on eating the big lamb, how could he have time to look at the car? I feel energetic even when I walk.
At this time, Qiao Qiao had already said with a serious face: "Seventh cousin, you haven't said what you will teach the children today!"
The seventh cousin immediately puffed up his chest: "Ah! There is a guest in the house. Such an important thing was interrupted and I almost forgot. Come on, let me teach you first. Let's eat haggis soup tonight, but this time is a bit... Well, it takes time and effort to prepare the haggis, so let’s just have some mutton soup later.”
"This is relatively simple. I don't know if your youngster knows how to do it."
Good guy, netizens have followed the vegetarian diet for a year last year, and at the end of the year, they didn't get a bite of the pig-killing rice. They said they killed the cow two days ago, but they didn't even smell it at all. Now that I finally got to eat mutton for the live broadcast, everyone’s enthusiasm seemed to be in their mouths!
【No, no, no, no! Seventh Cousin, if you don’t believe it, send me the mutton! I’ll show it to you for free]
【Neither can I! Teacher Qiaoqiao sent it to me, and I will give it to you]
【What? Why don't you know how? ! I don’t know how, I’ll stew it and show it to Qiao Qiao! 】
[Am I the only one who doesn’t know how to do it? But I am very good at eating. I can eat 3 bowls in one meal. If you don’t believe it, send it to me to eat]
【What what? Attracted by the giant pumpkin, do you mean that the anchor will draw fans to give away free mutton later? 】
[…I don’t know if you are a real new fan or a fake one]
[The new fan is right! There will be a lottery to give away mutton later! 】
[To be honest, I have been confirmed. 】
[Um...have you done the lotus root homework? It’s just a matter of talent, but the little red flowers have been collected. Can this mutton be exchanged? 】
【What? Newcomers are confused]
[Sounds like a good kindergarten program. Are all the live broadcast tracks rolled up like this now? 】
【Ah ah ah ah don’t talk, I want to watch the mutton soup! 】
[I have quickly ordered takeout. Can I eat it in half an hour? 】
The barrage was lively, and no one cared about customer service Xiaoli anymore. However, Xiaoli herself was soaking the beef bones she had just taken out of the refrigerator with a frown on her face, and she was also soaking the sheep bones she had just packed together. .
It feels really bad to have oil stains on your hands.
The feeling of working is even worse.
Zhang Yanping was trying to find some other easy work to do when she turned around and saw her cell phone ringing, and she couldn't help but feel refreshed!
The caller was the person in charge of the live broadcast platform, and she was also the woman who strongly advocated signing a contract with Qiaoqiao.
In today's traffic era where new customers are king, Qiaoqiao's 8 million signing fee and multiple promotions have already attracted countless new registered users to the platform, and in terms of effect, they have made a lot of money.
But now with the blessing of hot searches, the young people joining in the fun on Weibo are far more efficient than the advertising spaces they find themselves. In just ten minutes since the broadcast started, the platform has gained more than a thousand new registered users!
This was even a sudden live broadcast without any pre-heating.
Therefore, the platform that has always been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform can no longer sit still. Now it is calling with a lot of instructions to do a good job in this live broadcast and strive to convert these users into their sticky fans!
Zhang Yanping responded politely, thinking that these are all unnecessary instructions. They, Qiao Qiao, are very responsible. Which live broadcast did they not do their best?
If the audience likes it, it proves their appetite. If the audience doesn't like it, then it can't be forced.
As for now...
well!
Instead of making business calls like this, he might as well be soaking beef bones.
Wait-
"Seventh cousin, aren't you making mutton soup? Are you going to make another beef bone soup tonight?"
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" Qiao Qiao happily stretched out her hand: "When you stew the mutton soup, add a few pieces of beef bones. The soup will be thicker and more fragrant! The two of them work well together!"
After speaking, he looked at his phone again: "Have you remembered it, kids?"
The children watched everyone busy, who still remembers beef bone and mutton soup? Now I just want to transform into Sadako and stick my head into the screen!
Zhang Yanping doesn't understand this principle, but the seventh cousin must have a reason for doing this! At this moment, he quickly sent another message to Guo Dong.
In fact, the fried rice has a new fragrance. The seventh cousin likes to make fried rice, but steaming it early in the morning requires getting up much earlier, so he looked around the room and prepared to ask questions.
But looking at everyone's expectant expressions, he swallowed his words again.
have to!
You can eat whatever you want, no need to ask! Only Qiaoqiao expressed what everyone was thinking: "I haven't eaten mutton fried rice yet, can't I fry it tonight?"
You can stir-fry, that is...
The seventh cousin was a little hesitant: "I originally wanted to use mutton soup with the pancakes I baked...but this pancake uses noodles bought in the town. Do you want to eat fried rice with mutton oil, or eat this pancake?"
Yang Zhengxin carried the basin and hummed into the yard. At this moment, he was jumping up and down like his father without noticing anything: "Fried rice with mutton oil, fried rice with mutton oil!"
When I passed by, I took another look at the mobile phone on the shelf, and saw the same choice as him on the barrage -
【Fried rice with mutton oil! 】
【Sheep oil fried rice! 】
【Sheep oil fried rice! 】
【Am I the only one who chooses pancakes? Isn’t it a perfect match for mutton steamed buns? 】
[Yes, you don’t eat pasta? 】
[The noodles bought in the supermarket are also very good. My mother uses the noodles bought in the supermarket to make pancakes that are delicious]
【No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, fried rice in mutton oil! 】
[Teacher Qiaoqiao, I know you don’t look but take a look at me fried rice with mutton oil! 】
Yang Zhengxin instantly became proud: "Qiao Qiao, the barrage says it's fried rice with mutton oil! Seventh cousin! This is God's will!"
This young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was so lively that he even made the seventh cousin laugh: "Okay! You guys are so naughty! You won't eat anything bad."
Only Qiao Qiao said seriously to Yang Zhengxin: "Don't watch the barrage all the time. My sister said this will affect your mood, and they can't eat it. You can't just listen to their suggestions."
Fans in the live broadcast room were struck by lightning!
【Qiao Qiao you——】
【Baoer! How could you do this to your aunt! 】
[Okay, okay, Teacher Qiaoqiao, are you treating me like this? Next time the show starts, I won’t come in right after it starts! 】
【Me too! I must be 10 minutes late. 】
[Holy shit, what kind of retarded statement is this? This tone and attitude are so serious, so disrespectful and don't take the fans seriously! 】
【that is! Can you guys tolerate this? ! 】
【You are right! It is unbearable! I'll be fifteen minutes late next time! 】
Yang Zhengxing was looking at the barrage nervously when he heard Qiao Qiao say hesitantly: "
"But they want to eat but they can't. I feel so pitiful. Sister, do you want me to draw a lottery for them today and treat them to some mutton or mutton fried rice?"
"sure."
Song Tan was standing by the pool. Her and Lu Chuan's hands and arms were covered with thick mutton oil. They were washing them with soap. She just threw away the water and let Lu Chuan wipe her hands with a towel, while nodding and saying:
"Of course. You spend more time feeding the sheep than I do. You have the final say on the sheep."
Qiao Qiao then became serious: "Okay, then I have to think about how to send the mutton - I will call Brother Zhang first to see if I can make it tonight."
Yang Zhengxin stared at the barrage and found that the screen was blank for a moment as if it was stuck. Before he could frown and think about it, the same sentence came out all over the place -
【Pump me! Whip me! 】
【Pump me! ! 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh slap me! 】
He breathed a sigh of relief, and then found that in such a short period of time, from being curious and talkative to Qiao Qiao causing everyone's dissatisfaction, he was already sweating nervously.
So I took another last look and decided to listen to Qiaoqiao and watch less barrage to avoid affecting my mood.
After all, this is Qiao Qiao's career. If he loses fans because of his talkativeness, how can he have the nerve to drink two more bowls of mutton soup?
…
We were busy packing the mutton here, but Old Yang, who lacked exercise, was already slightly out of breath as he climbed the gentle **** to the mountain while carrying the big empty basket.
The driver remained calm and looked sideways, seeing the sweat on Lao Yang's forehead. He thought about the tonic that Brother Song had mentioned before. If it was safe, he would advise the boss not to waste it and give it a try.
This physical strength is really not as good as before.
However, when the two of them stood at the edge of the vegetable field, they were a little dumbfounded - the conscience of heaven and earth! Lao Yang really doesn't eat grains from the world. My family is in the agricultural machinery business. They have their own farm, and their partners have bases. They see so many crops throughout the year, and there are many who go to the fields to do the work themselves. But the problem is -
The lamb needs to be paired with cabbage. What kind of cabbage should I choose? There are several kinds of cabbage here!
It would be fine if it were mixed with ordinary mutton, but this was the first time to kill this sheep!
Lao Yang was full of tangles.
At this moment, a long-haired girl with a bookish aroma walked out of the factory in front. Lao Yang quickly greeted: "Girl! Girl!"
When the other party turned around, his aura was truly extraordinary!
Lao Yang quickly asked: "Do you know which cabbage and mutton stew soup is delicious?"
"There are too many cabbages in it, I'm afraid I might pull the wrong ones."
Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, the girl asked: "Did Qiaoqiao's family kill sheep and make mutton soup today?"
Lao Yang nodded, but saw the other person's eyes blinking, and tears fell down -
"Such delicious mutton, I'll leave my job after I haven't tasted it..."
She said in pain: "If I had known this, I might as well have been a farmer! What a rocket!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw three young men with gray faces and sloppy equipment emerging from the orchard on the side. The three of them were bitterly inserting the shovels in their hands directly into the soil:
"If I had known this, I might as well have studied engineering! What about agriculture!"
Both sides finished speaking, and then looked at each other with an inexplicable resentment in their expressions.
Lao Yang and the driver:…
In this weird silence, it was Lao Yang who spoke first: "So...this guy who studies rocketry and agriculture, do you know how to do cabbage?" (End of Chapter)