The tea seeds from the mountain have been recovered and are now spread out in the open space of the factory to dry in the sun. Qiao Qiao tried several times to pick up a few and bring them back to pound tea oil for fun, but she ended up because her schedule was too tight.
At this moment, no one is working anymore. Master Jiang is turning over the tea seeds and is holding up his mobile phone to video chat with his wife:
“…It’s too windy today…Have you seen the dormitory room? How to clean it…I’ve ordered the mattress, can you prepare the curtains? Okay, okay…don’t send the old table at home, it’s not enough for express delivery…”
"When are you coming over... My daughter won't have a holiday until New Year's Day, which is still a month or two away... I can't do it, I can't take care of it alone..."
“You were the one who liked my live broadcast yesterday, right? Why did you just like it without leaving a comment... I’m telling you, the rice dumplings I made yesterday were delicious! It’s just that there were not many people eating...”
“There’s not much work anymore. Everyone here is doing odd jobs. When there’s no work, they don’t care about food...I went fishing! There is a wild pond in the mountain col over there..."
“I haven’t caught anything yet, the fish don’t like to move in such a cold weather...”
By the time I hung up the phone, more than ten minutes of video time had passed.
Master Jiang sighed - his daughter-in-law is not here, so he only needs to control the remote control to clean the house. This job is much more tiring than cooking.
But thinking about how they could be together as a couple in the future, he became energetic again—didn’t he say that tea oil is particularly good as hand cream? When will it be done? The tea seeds are half-dried in the sun!
He asked this question during dinner in the evening.
However, Qiaoqiao sighed: "No, no, I'm so busy, I can't take care of it!"
He clasped his fingers and said, "The wind is too strong today. Brother Yan Ping said that the live broadcast will make it difficult to hear the sound. The tea seeds on the mountain have not been dried well, so I won't make hand cream yet."
“My uncle and aunt are coming over tomorrow. Mom said she was afraid they would be uncomfortable and asked me to entertain them and help clean up the house.”
Wulei dropped his chopsticks: "My parents are coming over? Why didn't I know?"
Song Tan held back her laughter and looked confused at the moment: "Hey, Brother Wu Lei, don't you know? I thought my uncle told you!"
“Yes,” Qiaoqiao was also curious: “Didn’t you say that when you called?”
Wulei:…
What call are you making? There's not much to say. It's been almost ten days since I last called.
He knew he was in the wrong, so he picked up the chopsticks again and interrupted:
"Why are they cleaning up the dormitory when they come here? Are they staying here for a long time? Are they living in the mountains?"
"No!" Qiao Qiao explained: "My uncle and aunt are coming to learn how to raise cattle, and they are afraid that Brother Wu Lei will be too boring to live alone, so they will live together in the pasture."
Wulei:! !
“There is Uncle Zhang in the grassland! It’s not boring at all!” The most important thing is that he has a mobile phone!
“But Uncle Zhang has been packing up the kudzu powder for half a month, and he will only live there at night—Brother Wu Lei, you are so pitiful, no one talks to you during the day.”
Wulei: I don’t think so! !
…
Speaking of this, Qiao Qiao regained her energy and solemnly said to Grandma Tang:
“Grandma Tang, I’m too busy! I don’t have time to learn to play chess with you tomorrow—can you wait for me for two days?”
“What are you busy with tomorrow?”
Qiaoqiao puffed up her chest: "Tomorrow! I will sell kudzu powder with the party secretary sister!"
Zhang Yanping also nodded: "Uncle Zhang and the others have already edited the video - alas, these uncles are not as flexible and casual as young people in doing things." He looked distressed, but could not hide the pride on his eyebrows: "Cut it When making the Kudzu video, they edited it over and over again in the later stage... I think the filming of "The Tip of the Tongue" was only about this level of detail."
“Pueraria powder?” The old lady became interested: “How to sell it? Let me weigh two kilograms first. This tastes good for beauty.”
Professor Song sighed: "What kind of things nowadays don't promote beauty and beauty... You should just spend the winter here to recuperate."
Maybe when I go back in the spring next year, I won’t be thinking about beauty and beauty, but losing weight.
Grandma Tang glanced at him: "What do you know? Psychological suggestions can be reflected to the body. I believe it can beautify the skin, so I can have an effect after just one sip! This concept is very authoritative."
Professor Song thought, I know the psychological suggestion, but I didn’t expect it to imply this aspect.
However, when it comes to Grandma Tang, he has always been at the bottom of the food chain, so he should be quieter at the moment.
And Qiao Qiao has already started to sell it happily: "Grandma Tang, I can give it to you without express delivery, just 60 a pound!"
The branch secretary said that this is a contribution to the village, and she will pack some to supply to Changleju before the broadcast starts tomorrow.
In addition, the vegetable seller Lao Zhao will also come over tomorrow to look at kudzu - and by the way, see how many of Song Tan's radish and cabbage plants have been planted by the villagers.
Of course, Song Tan felt that he was not here to see the radishes and cabbages, but wanted to go to the greenhouse first.
60 yuan didn’t feel expensive to Grandma Tang, so she just took out her mobile phone at this moment: “Which live broadcast room is it? Is there any preview? I’ll post it on Moments first to promote it.”
“There’s no rush, no hurry,” Song Tan quickly stopped her: “Qiao Qiao’s live broadcast room has already attracted 200,000 to 300,000 people, and the kudzu root powder only weighs over 2,000 kilograms, so there’s no need to promote it any more.”
There are many people who are right and right. Qiao Qiao is happy to do live broadcast. Now the fans in the live broadcast room are okay. They are very tolerant and rarely say and disobedient.
But it won’t necessarily be the case with another round of publicity.
Let’s forget it.
But Grandma Tang didn't know. She was still wondering: "You kid, how can you still think you have too many fans? Besides, aren't you talking about promoting the live broadcast room in the village? The more people there are, the more competition there is, which makes our stuff more popular." "
Song Tan was stunned: "Yes."
She had forgotten that it was not Qiaoqiao's live broadcast room.
While everyone was having a lively discussion, they heard the sound of a tricycle at the door, but it was Zhang Wang’s family who had brought two bags of kudzu powder:
“Song Tan, this bag is for you. You have a lot of family members. Let’s all try it. There is also one for Zhu Zhishu. Grandpa Zhu Zhishu, there is no harm in this old man eating it.”
The two bags add up to two hundred kilograms! This is too honest!
Song Tan didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Uncle Zhang, I shamelessly accepted the money you gave to my family. But you have to accept the money from Xiaozhu, Party Secretary, otherwise it will violate discipline."
Zhang Wang’s family was dumbfounded—
His kudzu root powder, Xiaozhu Branch Secretary has repeatedly warned and urged, it is 88 per catty online and 60 per catty offline... He brought this hundred catties, isn't this forcing people to pay for it?
It’s hard for her village cadre to refuse!
Zhang Wang's family quickly put the bag on their backs: "Then I won't give it to her now. Let's see how much her grandpa wants later. I...I'll give it to her separately!"
Update 1, trying to save the manuscript but failing every day. Repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles. Next update at 2pm.