Song Tan Jishi

  Chapter 609 609. Pre-sale and the devil

  But Song Tan's warmth was only revealed for a while, and soon she felt that holding the corn cob was too boring. Just at this time, she saw the barrage mixed with saliva in the live broadcast room, and couldn't help laughing.

  So, rare, this morning, the fans finally got the attention of the anchor (family)!

   Rounding off, the anchor has them in mind!

  And Song Tan smiled slightly at the live broadcast room, with a gentle tone: "Thank you for your support all the time, so today's live broadcast is to show you our pre-sale products—yes, green storage corn!"

  The live broadcast room suddenly boiled:

  【Pre-sale! pre-sale! pre-sale! 】

  【My God, it’s a pre-sale! Hurry up and upload the link! 】

  【Finally waiting for you, luckily I didn’t give up...】

  【The anchor is too honest, don’t talk about silage corn, I will buy any corn】

【I knew it! Sincerely, the anchor will see me sooner or later! 】

  【You can grow fruit corn and waxy corn, which is convenient to sell at a high price】

  Song Tan thought to himself: It doesn't matter, the green storage corn can also be sold at a high price. What's more, one silage corn can bear three or four cobs, can fruit corn?

   It only needs to worry about weeding to grow this thing, and it knows how to be considerate of farmers. Of course, the more the better!

   As for the pre-sale next year... well, how is this not a pre-sale? She wasn't even going to be on the link this year!

  She was very moved by the enthusiasm of the barrage, so she said sincerely: "Don't worry, everyone, I will never release pigeons after I said the pre-sale! This time next year, it will definitely be on the shelves!"

Barrage:…

【etc! Is my ear broken? 】

  【No, my phone is broken】

【Ah! The current electronic products are too rubbish, wait for me to smash a tablet to add to the pre-sale-what do you mean it will come next year? 】

  【It should be tomorrow, right? The anchor may have made a slip of the tongue because he was too excited to cut leeks again. After all, there isn't a single edible one in the store now—the anchor of Qiuqiu will cut me off! I have money! ! 】

   "No."

  Song Tan was still very sincere: "Everyone noticed from watching the live broadcast that our cornfield is very small and has little yield. So naturally we can't sell it this year."

   "But don't worry everyone, in order to cut leeks... ah, I mean, everyone saved some money, and I re-planted the land. By this time next year, there will be a lot of corn production, enough to sell!"

  Everyone: …Are you a bit too outrageous for the pre-sale next year?

Even Qiao Qiao stopped gnawing on the corn, looked at the phone with dark eyes, then at Song Tan, and asked curiously: "Sister, does the pre-sale have to be so early? It's because there are too many corns next year and I'm afraid they won't be able to sell them." ?"

  Song Tan gave him a loving look: "No, I'm afraid that if you don't know how to save money, you won't be able to get it next year."

   "Oh oh oh!" Qiao Qiao suddenly realized, with firm eyes: "Sister, you are so kind!"

  Song Tan laughed loudly: "It's a little worse than Qiao Qiao. Come on, the ground is hot, eat quickly."

  She turned the corn in the other direction, and Qiao Qiao resolutely gave up on the bald side, and worked **** this half again.

   And the barrage...

how to say? If resentment could materialize, Song Tan might not be able to get out of the corn field without a Golden Core cultivation base.

  【? ? ? Do people say? 】

  【Touch your conscience, doesn't it hurt? Because it was eaten! ! 】

  【Anchor Kara Leek knows how to be patient, but Leek doesn’t want to be patient—ah, don’t stop me, I’m going to kill someone]

  【Please help me cut a knife—】

  【The beautiful female anchor is so terrifying! 】

  【Don’t teach me Qiao Baowuwuwuwu】

  【Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

  【In the front, the devil at least has me in his heart... It doesn’t matter if he has a sharp heart! Damn who pre-orders for next year! 】

  【In this long 365 days, I will work diligently, work part-time and full-time, and try my best to save 10,000 yuan! I want the anchor to understand that she can't afford the ten thousand yuan! 】

  【Are you talking about a pound of tea? 】

  【Are you talking about two and a half catties of white fungus? 】

  【With your 10,000 yuan, can you last ten minutes in the store? 】

  The barrage was completely defeated and completely defeated.

  …

  But Song Tan was in a good mood. When Qiao Qiao finished eating the corn, she had already broken another basket and pulled down a large bundle of leaves.

   In this way, the corn field is basically finished.

  Yan Ran and Qi Lin also came over with baskets: "Are you going to chop up the corn leaves and feed them to chickens and ducks?"

   "No, that's too troublesome." Song Tan smiled subtly: "Just throw it in the pond and feed the fish."

  The temperature is suitable and there is plenty of aura. The fish fry that have just entered the pond are unbelievably strong. A few corn leaves can be regarded as a snack for the grass carp.

  Yan Ran: …

   "Just..." She smiled with difficulty: "Your family's things are quite thorough."

  That's not it!

  Song Tan thought to himself: This is all raised by her three-watch light and five-watch chicken. Of course it is not a waste if it can not be wasted!

   Look at the reply from the agricultural machinery store in the town, saying that there is only one shredder in stock, Song Tan took it decisively, and even managed to bargain the price—

   After all, there is no need for delivery. There is a helpful brother Zhang who can bring it along.

  Looking at Qiao Qiao again, he has already turned off the live broadcast, and now he is carrying the basket in one hand and the stand in the other, and turned his head to look at the corn field: "Sister, shall we chop these at night?"

   "Well, but you don't need to cut too much, just come and cut a few trees every day."

   After all, feeding pigs is still chickens, ducks and fish, they can’t eat that much, the water keeps flowing!

  Qi Lin really likes the feeling of making the best use of everything, and now he has an idea: "Actually, you can raise a few cows. Corn stalks are very nutritious, and they are especially suitable for feeding cows."

  Song Tan also wants to raise cattle—beef is also delicious!

but…

  She looked at Qiao Qiao: "Qiao Qiao, do you like cows?"

   "I like it!" Qiao Qiao said without hesitation, "When I was a child, I liked riding Grandpa Li's cow the most. Its eyes are very big, and it blinks and blinks, so gentle!"

   "Look," Song Tan said helplessly, "Qiao Qiao likes it, and it will be sad to kill him after raising him."

  He can ignore pigs and try not to cultivate feelings because he has the knowledge since he was a child that pigs will be killed sooner or later.

   Raising pigs in the village, he was reluctant to kill him. If he said it, he would be laughed to death. No matter how stupid Qiao Qiao was, he was subtly influenced.

   But cows are different.

   Firstly, there are few cows in the village, and secondly, they used to rely on cattle to work, so they had to take good care of them.

  Like old man Li's big scalper, he is getting old this year, and his feelings have come out, so why would he want to kill him?

   So Qiao Qiao has never seen a cow slaughtered.

  Qi Lin was envious: Qiao Qiao is still so innocent and happy now, it is absolutely inseparable from the care of his family.

  However, while the few people were chatting, Qiao Qiao suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Tan with pure eyes, with a very serious expression:

   "Sister, if you want to eat beef, kill it. I will feel a little sad, but I will forget it soon."

   For a moment, everyone was shocked.

   Comments are not displayed, ah so lonely! The author who can only be happy by eating comments lost his passion in an instant

  (end of this chapter)