Song Tan Jishi

When Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was explaining, Qiao Qiao was listening obediently. It wasn’t until the live broadcast time showed that dozens of minutes had passed that he happily said:

“Okay! Another hour is enough for today! Can we sell hand masks now?”

 Xiao Zhu Party Secretary: ...If you didn’t tell me, I would have forgotten that today was for selling hand masks.

 Looking at the barrage again, sure enough, she was not the only one who had forgotten.

  【Ah ah ah ah hand mask! I forgot! Wait a minute and I’ll find a place with good internet speed]

　　【Cunning, the anchor is so treacherous and deceived us with the butchered vegetables! 】

　　【No, the link you provided about selling hand masks does not affect your taking us to see the pigs. 】

　　【Can you specify which pig to eat in the first list? 】

　　【Hurry up, our big brother on the list has spoken】

 【If you can specify, I will reward you with another supreme crown】

 【Hiss—The big brother on the list is still capable, spending thousands of dollars for pigs】

　　【Brother on the list, why don't you take a look? Your ranking has now dropped to third place】

　　【Laughing to death! Can anyone really pay so much for a bite of pork? 】

　　【Brother ranked sixth, work hard! 】

 They were chatting enthusiastically, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement. However, Qiaoqiao didn't watch the barrage at all, and Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, was not someone who took 10,000 yuan seriously.

So she quickly and calmly persuaded: "Don't reward people, after all, it is still pork, and it is not worth it for this impulse consumption."

“Besides, we don’t recommend it. As the mountainous area expands next year, Qiaoqiao’s family will have more and more good things. You can save the money for next year’s consumption.”

Not to mention, the understatement is really quite understandable.

The bustling barrage page finally quieted down again, with a few small flowers scattered on it. This kind of small reward of one dollar a piece will not make people feel too dazzling.

 Subsequently, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu asked Qiao Qiao: "Can you specify which pig you want to eat meat with?"

Qiaoqiao was stunned for a moment, and finally became distressed:

“It takes a lot of people to pull the pig legs, a lot of people to clean up the pigs, and several masters to kill the pigs...but the meat is all cooked together, can’t you tell it apart?”

He asked sincerely: "When I eat pork, I can't tell which pig it is. Can you guys do that?"

This question stumps everyone. Isn’t it like asking the hen when eating eggs? But pigs are different, so all-purpose netizens also have the answer—

　　【The hardest one is the wild boar! Big wild boar! I want to eat! 】

　　【At first glance, I ate less. Wild boar is really not as delicious as domestic black pig - I want to eat the little wild boar that the king stole back this year】

 【Tsk, tsk, tsk, you pick them one by one, I don't pick any, any black pig is fine, I like the strong ones】

　　【No, no one eats white pigs? The big white pig is plump and the oil residue is so fragrant! 】

　　【I haven't eaten wild boar yet...not for anything else, just to taste it】

  【Ah, we have swine fever here, and we don’t even dare to buy pork.】

 【I have the previous one here too, but it’s not big, so don’t worry】

　　【My breeding farm here is okay, the pigs with high technology are safe without coming into contact with people...】

Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, finally couldn't help but feel happy: "You guys are very naughty and know how to eat!"

However, she was about to break the illusion—

“I can’t pick anything. First of all, the big wild boar is going to be bred to give birth to piglets next year, so I won’t kill it.”

“Secondly, the two little wild boars are growing slowly, and one of them is still alive. They are being kept for breeding and will not be killed this year.”

“Finally, there are three white and two black fat pigs, whichever one you eat will be yours.”

Everyone's wild boar dream is broken, but it doesn't matter, because they have other happiness - In other words, children and grandchildren are endless, can they sell a pig next year? 】

　　【Good question, can you sell a fan of ribs next year? 】

　　　【Give me a year to save money, can I buy a big pig's head for the Chinese New Year next year? We have to worship God here]

  【I want a whole head too! Parents, leaders, and close friends on both sides...]

By the way, has the anchor considered collecting the money first, and then we pay the pig feeding fee, so that the pigs will be killed by us at the end of the year? 】

　　【Stop trying this trick, several pig-raising APPs have exploded】

【no! Are you city people eating pork so fancy now? I haven't heard of it. 】

　　【It’s just to adopt a pig. Many people raise it for a year and don’t see any meat until the end of the year, so they put it off...】

　　【I have gained more knowledge, I have never heard of it before... I'll just buy it in the supermarket】

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, looked at Qiao Qiao and asked, "Is there anything you can sell to fans next year?"

Qiaoqiao's eyes lit up and she quickly showed off: "Yes! Yes! There are mugworts! Moxa sticks! Mosquito repellent packs—my sister's new pack for Stone Mountain. I'll tell you what to plant!"

“Kids, don’t worry, there are also wild chrysanthemums, fragrant wild chrysanthemums! You can make tea and use them as skin care products.”

“That’s such a big mountain, everyone listens to me!”

　　【I know, I know, can I plant a money tree? 】

　　【I know, I know, can I grow cherries? 】

　　【I know, I know, can I grow durian? 】

　　【The previous ones are really whimsical, they already mentioned Stone Mountain... Well, how about growing oranges? Love eating oranges]

　　【You are thinking about shit! Can Oranges be Planted in Stone Mountain? 】

Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, laughed: "You have quite a lot to ask for...but the orange tree has a plan, it's just on another hillside."

“Durian is not good. The winter here is too cold and is not suitable for tropical fruits.”

“As for cherries, we may follow up with some large domestic cherries, mainly to facilitate transportation. But this has not been discussed, and we will talk about it later.”

　　【Don't tell me, I really like Sister Zhi, she answers all questions and responds to everything. 】

【I would also like! Anchor Qiaoqiao has a kind of attraction that doesn’t care about our life and death, and Sister Zhi feels like she values ​​me]

　　【Don't say that, anchor Qiaoqiao also has me in mind, he didn't say I know】

　　【Don't say it, one person has his own style, sometimes I know that anchor Qiaoqiao doesn't watch the comments, but the more I do this, the more I want to say it】

　　【Me too, if it were another anchor who wouldn't read the comments, I would turn around and leave】

　　【Well...am I the only one who remembers the hand mask? 】

　　【Damn right! Isn’t this a live broadcast selling hand masks? 】

　　【Qiao Qiao, you have changed. You used to be honest and upright in the water for a long time, but now you ramble on and on for half an hour! 】

Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, took a look and saw that it was an hour and twenty minutes since the live broadcast started! Oh, sin, sin, Qiaoqiao went off topic, she shouldn't have!

 Still lack of experience in live broadcasting!

Hurry up and make amends at this moment:

“Okay, then there’s really no need to say more this time—Qiaoqiao, how about we start selling hand masks?”

Qiaoqiao nodded, looked at the couriers (bosses) waiting eagerly behind him, and said loudly:

“Brother Yanping, you can start selling hand masks—by the way, kids, remember this time it’s not Fengfeng Express!”

 (End of this chapter)