Vol 311 Chapter 772: 772 crazy barrage

Chapter 772 772. Crazy barrage

Brother Ni Loach turned around, but the welfare changed. He depressedly tapped the electronic wooden fish thirty times in a row, just hoping that his luck would improve.

Here, Zhang Yanping looked at the plump big eel and felt a little greedy unconsciously.

It’s been so long. I’ve almost eaten all the dried fish, fish nuggets, small fish and other things I’ve stored. When are we going to buy some ground cages so we can eat some fresh ones?

He decided to propose it when he went back.

If nothing else, take out a pot of river shrimps and pop them with green onions, then it can be paired with two bowls of rice!

Here, Qiaoqiao has already brought netizens to the factory on the mountain.

“Children!” Qiaoqiao proudly took pictures of this brand new processing plant with her mobile phone:

“This is our newly built factory, and the fried chestnuts everyone wants are made here.”

The barrage became excited—

【It is indeed brand new, the walls are still white】

【This factory is not small, does it cost several million to operate it? 】

【It seems that the anchor has made money. If nothing else, he earned a lot from the rewards today】

【The person in front of you, why do you feel a little sour when you speak?】

【The anchor is already selling so many things, what else is he going to do if he doesn't make money? 】

【So fast! In the beginning, we were picking milkvetch in the fields, but now there are even big factories like this.]

【Brothers, the point is wrong! With such a large processing plant, will we be able to buy more things in the future? 】

【Quick, quick, quick! Put whatever you want to eat on the barrage! The anchor’s house still has such a large piece of land! 】

For a time, the army of people in the live broadcast room posted barrages with enthusiasm, so that the trolls unknowingly moved the topic.

There are still some people who stubbornly maintained the same topic, but were washed away by the constant barrage and soon disappeared from view.

McN Company, which has been unable to conquer the small live broadcast room for a long time, has no choice but to sulk secretly:

—This is all bad luck. No matter how the topic is brought up, as soon as eating is mentioned, everyone will immediately follow it, without any sense at all!

Bah!

They were angry with them, but Qiaoqiao didn't know the slightest bit.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw a large pile of chestnut bags piled under the awning, and a few aunties were sitting there, stepping on the chestnut bags with one foot, and the scissors in the other hand easily got stuck, and the plump chestnuts were taken out. .

The movements are silky and smooth, and several people are almost following the same steps. It looks inexplicable and a bit hypnotic.

Over here, Wang Xiaoshun was looking back and forth at the chestnuts spread on the plastic sheet. When he saw Qiao Qiao coming over, he couldn't help but wonder:

“How come there aren’t a lot of bad ones here?”

Anyone who has harvested chestnuts knows that these chestnuts are very fond of insects. Even if they are originally good, if you put them in a bag for half a day, you will not know how much they will be eaten by insects.

But Wang Xiaoshun checked here for a long time, and it took an average of thirty or forty to find one with insect eyes...

The old Song family is very capable in the field of planting!

 He has eaten food from Song Tan's family, and only thinks that this is his unique skill. Now watching Qiao Qiao's live broadcast, he is too embarrassed to ask more questions.

The netizens in the live broadcast room probably don’t know much about chestnuts as much as Qiao Qiao, and they won’t say much at this moment.

 Qiao Qiao was confused. Now she squatted down and looked at the chestnuts in her hand: "Isn't it good to have fewer bugs?"

"Okay!" Wang Xiaoshun was afraid that he would say something he shouldn't say, so he quickly turned around and pointed to the kitchen:

“Want to eat crispy rice? Senior brother fried up a big pot of crispy rice and it’s still crispy. If you want to eat it, go get it yourself.”

Fried rice balls?

Qiaoqiao opened her eyes wide: "If you want something to eat, you have to eat it!"

The crispy rice made by the seventh cousin on weekdays is the piece at the bottom of the pot when cooking. It is original, sweet and chewy.

But Jiang Xiaokang used ordinary rice bought from Yamashita. If the crispy rice wanted to add flavor, it naturally had to be specially made and fried again.

Now, there are large stainless steel pots piled high, and Qiao Qiao smelled the fragrant fragrance as soon as she entered.

“Master Jiang,” Qiao Qiao looked at him curiously: “Why do you fry so many crispy rice balls?”

Jiang Xiaokang smiled: "I didn't think about what to cook for lunch. I looked at the leftover rice and decided to get rid of it." "There are many people today. At noon, stir-fry a black bean egg with soy beans and chili rings. It's autumn dry, and cook it again." A big pot of white fungus and pear soup, and some fried eggplant and potatoes.”

“Well, it’s definitely enough for fifty or sixty people to eat at noon.”

Qiaoqiao couldn't help but want to drool.

Because every dish sounds delicious...

“I also want to drink Tremella and Snow Pear Soup.”

He said.

"drink!"

Jiang Xiaokang's children are not much older than Qiao Qiao. Looking at him now, he is a treasure everywhere!

At this moment, he opened the big pot on the side and poured a bowl directly for him:

“Isn’t this white fungus powder brought from your family? The quality is really good when I drink it. It would be too wasteful to cook it separately, so I bought a few more boxes of snow pears.”

“When you drink it, add a little bit into it, and the taste will be greatly improved. It’s great!”

There are a lot of broken white fungus at home.

Aunt Lianhua's mother-in-law took the time to pick these things - although she is now weaving straw mats for Song Youde, why does she have such a good job opportunity? The old lady has a strong balance in her heart.

We spent the day weaving straw mats and had no time to spare, so we simply sat in a corner of the yard, listening to everyone talking, and helping to pick the white fungus.

This work may seem inconspicuous, and her movements are not very fast, but over time, it has accumulated a lot of weight.

No, the one who took it up the mountain had a big bucket.

For a time, the barrage went crazy.

【Ahhhh, crispy rice! I want to eat it too! 】

【Scrambled Eggs with Black Bean Sauce and Chili Rings...Okay, I'll have this for lunch, I have to order two bowls of rice to go with it! 】

【This is how I drink white fungus soup at home! 】

【4000 a pound of white fungus, I have only drank 2 taels so far. I know how to live my life. Did I say anything? 】

【Oh my God, Teacher Qiaoqiao, is this farm still recruiting people? Do you deserve this kind of food every day? 】

【It's sour, I can't bear to buy it, but they use it to make employee meals...】

【So sour! Who is sore? It's me! 】

【Lemon fruit under the lemon tree, you and me in the white fungus soup】

【Coordinated in Jiangcheng, the monthly salary of a working dog is 4,500. Teacher Qiaoqiao, as long as you give me 4,000 for food and accommodation, I will pack my bags and go immediately! 】

【What are you thinking about? It doesn’t even cost you money on food! 】

【Don't involute! Don't involute! 】

【It's a beautiful thought, of course I will do this kind of good thing! 】

【Damn it, why hasn't anyone found the address yet? This year’s netizens really don’t live up to expectations at all! 】

 Qiao Qiao put her cell phone aside. When Zhang Yanping came over, he was already holding a big bowl, a rice cooker in one hand, and white fungus and snow pear soup in the other. He was sipping and sipping.

Not to mention how fragrant it is!

Although it cannot be compared with the ingredients at home, as the senior brother Jiang Xiaokang, his craftsmanship is naturally very different from that of his seventh cousin.

For Qiaoqiao, it is a completely different taste. He is not so picky about food, so he eats deliciously!

Update 2, there are more. I've been writing this for so many days, why haven't I finished it yet...

(End of this chapter)

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