Many people in the live broadcast room raised objections.
"This must be done just to promote religion."
"Opening a new school to recruit children is just to cultivate their religious beliefs from an early age."
"If you ask your friends to come over and open a clinic, they might not come here to do human experiments, right?"
“In novels, aren’t religions always the villain behind the scenes?”
"On the surface, he looks upright and kind, but behind the scenes there is a big boss."
"Calm down, everyone. Catholicism is not a cult. Is there anything wrong with people doing so many good things to spread religion?"
"I also think there is nothing wrong with believing in religion, as long as you don't get too obsessed with it."
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I saw almost one-sided condemnation in the live broadcast room.
Li Xiao frowned slightly.
"This is a bit inappropriate to say."
"This French missionary has dedicated his whole life here."
"Perhaps his original intention was to preach, so he did so many things for the local townspeople."
"But even if you are pretending to be a good person, you have been pretending to be a good person all your life."
"I don't think the other party can be called a bad person anyway."
"You may not praise him, but I don't think he should accept slander."
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Li Xiao's words immediately silenced the live broadcast room.
See the slander that flooded the screen disappear.
Li Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
What he saw was that the other party truly brought indispensable help to Qingyan Town at that time.
He doesn't care whether he preaches or not.
After all, the Han Dynasty was originally a multi-faith country.
Most people living in the Han Dynasty are self-interested pan-believers.
Many times a person will believe in and worship Taoism, Buddhism, and Catholicism at the same time.
It can be used to worship, chant sutras, and pray devoutly in places of different faiths.
But if you want the Han people to make too many sacrifices for these religious beliefs, I'm afraid most people will shake their heads and refuse.
To put it bluntly, most Han people have the habit of picking up the bowl to eat and then putting the bowl down to curse.
It is simply impossible for him to betray national interests because of his religious beliefs.
Shaking his head and throwing all these messy things behind him, Li Xiao walked around the dilapidated Catholic church that had become a tourist attraction.
Got today’s first destination.
Zhuangyuan Qingyan Pig's Knuckle.
A red pennant is stuck on the ground with a black wooden pole.
The banners are fluttering in the wind, giving it the feeling of an ancient restaurant.
Since it was still relatively early, the queue here was not too long, with only about a dozen people lined up.
Li Xiao walked to the end of the line with the camera in hand.
While waiting, he took the time to introduce the origin of this store to the audience.
"According to legend, more than 200 years ago, Zhao Yijiong, a student from Qingyan Town, Guiyang, studied very hard and often reviewed his homework until late at night."
"One night, he suddenly felt a little hungry, so he went to a night stall on North Street and bought two braised pig's feet. He ate them and praised them."
"The stall owner was very moved, so he stepped forward and said, 'Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master.'"
"The student asked in confusion: 'Where does the joy come from?'"
"The stall owner smiled and said: 'Master, if you eat these pig's feet, you will definitely be named on the gold medal list. 'Hoof' and 'title' are the same pronunciation. It's a good sign, a good sign.'"
"Zhao Yijiong laughed after hearing this, but didn't take it seriously. But not long after, Zhao Yijiong went to Beijing to take the exam, and he was indeed the top scorer in high school."
"Zhao Yijiong felt that he was the number one scholar in high school partly because of the happy words of the stall owner."
"So when I returned to Qingyan Town, I specially gave the stall owner a banner. The banner said No. 1 Qingyan Pig's Knuckle."
Having said this, Li Xiao happened to walk to the stall owner's stall.
Seeing Li Xiao live broadcasting, the round-faced stall owner echoed with a smile on his face:
"This guy is not only tall and handsome, but he also tells stories really well."
"That stall owner is our wife."
"But that pennant has been damaged and lost a long time ago. We made this new one."
"Our art of making young pig's feet has been around for more than 200 years."
"Absolutely authentic, all viewers in front of the camera are welcome to come and taste it."
Good guy, are you so skilled?
Seeing that the other party was so proud, Li Xiao couldn't help but joke:
"Please, please, Madam, this has been passed down for so many generations."
"I'm afraid that more than 30% of the Qingyan pig's feet in the entire Qingyan Town are passed down from the same wife and grandfather, right?"
The stall owner from afar was not annoyed by Li Xiao's revelation, and said with a smile:
"Of course, after all, my wife's grandfather had a third concubine at that time."
"Now there are more than 30 of my peers, which is quite a lot of people."
"But they are all side branches, not true."
"I am the eldest son and grandson. Otherwise, why would I be the most famous for making pig's feet? Are you right?"
Boy, there is some truth to this nonsense.
Li Xiao did not continue to brag to the other party:
"The pig's feet here are sold by the pound, right?"
The round-faced stall owner smiled and nodded.
"Yes, yes, it's 58 yuan per pound. The ones without juice are all good hooves, and there is no dull meat on them."
"Okay, just one pound."
"Okay, do you want to chop it into pieces?"
"No, no, no, just go straight up."
"expert!"
"Don't dare to take it seriously."
Li Xiao scanned the QR code to pay, took the Qingyan pig's feet and went to the corner to sit down.
A system prompt sounded in my ears:
[Ding dong, check-in is successful, the food store you checked in is: [Zhuangyuan Qingyan Pork Knuckle]]
[200 years of inheritance from generation to generation]
[The only Qingyan pig’s trotters in Qingyan Town that uses fresh pig’s trotters]
[The brine used is more than 100 years old]
【Time-honored brand but not arrogant】
[Can sell 2,000 pig feet a day]
[The price is pretty good]
[Chef: 1-star senior chef: Zhao Shanyue]
"Ding dong, the system rating, the star rating of [No. 1 Qingyan Pig's Knuckle] is 4 stars."
"Ding dong, you have won a 4-star food store check-in reward"
[Ability: Proficient in making Qingyan pig's feet]
[Ability introduction: You have learned how to make a Qingyan pig's foot that is endlessly memorable.]
[Money: 10,000 yuan]
【Famous: 40】
[Introduction to fame: 1 point of fame will allow 10 strangers to recognize you through different channels]
Li Xiao was a little surprised.
I originally thought that the stall owner was bragging, but I didn't expect that he was actually a real brag.
Just from the pot of brine that has been used for 100 years, we can tell that the inheritance of the main family mentioned by the other party should be true.
After all, this thing is a secret recipe. In ancient times, it was passed down from male to female, and from direct descendants to descendants.
If you can get the brine, even if it is not the main vein, it will definitely be the favorite of the family owner.
Moreover, in a commercial area full of money.
Basically, I do business that has no repeat customers.
He is actually willing to use fresh pig's feet, just for his magnanimity.
Even if the taste is mediocre, Li Xiao is still willing to promote it, not to mention that it has four stars, which deserves a lot of praise.
