1296. The one who tears the umbrella apart is Yan Ping
After several washes of the mashed green artemisia and mugwort, the bitter grassy smell has become noticeably lighter.
Qiaoqiao was cutting them into pieces with a heavy kitchen knife, and the diced fat meat here had been stir-fried to create a rich aroma and a crispy crust.
Grandma Seven handed over a handful of green garlic sprouts. In front of the camera, Cousin Seven's kitchen knife was flying. A series of "do doo doo doo" sounds were heard, and the garlic heads and green garlic leaves were also spread into the pot.
After waiting for the seasoning with ginger and garlic to finish, Qiao Qiao poured the chopped mugwort sprouts into the pot with tacit understanding, and with a sound of "stab--" across thousands of mountains and rivers, everyone in the live broadcast room swallowed their saliva.
They watched helplessly as they were divided into two pots and stir-fried evenly. Then they were mixed into the white rice noodles ground from Qiaoqiao's rice and kneaded. At this moment, the screen was full of resentment that they couldn't eat it.
[I really have that serious illness! The more I watch, the more I want to watch it, and now I’m scratching my head and tumbling all over the bed]
[I am different. Others eat delicious food, but I eat vital signs maintenance meals]
[There is no white artemisia, no mugwort, and no diced fat pork. Let’s have a bowl of Malatang.]
[With these big meal guys, can you really eat your own pig food after watching this video?]
[I cried out loud, I’m afraid you’ve never seen what Qiao Qiao’s pigs eat. What I eat is not as good as pig food]
Zhang Yanping stared at the barrage, feeling proud beyond words.
At this moment, he was so evil-minded that he simply took the microphone beside the pot, stood at the door of the kitchen and asked:
"Tan Tan, we raised more pigs this year, so we can't rely solely on pasture, right?"
Song Tan didn't pay attention and just replied casually: "Of course not. But we also grow a lot of vegetables at home, which is enough for them to eat."
"Oh, by the way, this year we have planted some pumpkins, gourds and the like on the edges of the fences. In the summer, we will pull a cart there every day and it will be enough to feed them."
"It's a bit of a pity, isn't it?"
Zhang Yanping's voice was loud, and the hand holding the microphone was held far away.
But regardless of the distance, the microphone doesn't need to be particularly clear to pick up this sound. Everyone in the live broadcast room can hear it.
"These vegetables are worth ten or twenty yuan a pound when sold."
"It's a loss." Song Tan and Lu Chuan gathered together to look at the colors of the furniture, and said casually: "A pumpkin weighs dozens of kilograms, how much is the postage? If it gets damaged, you have to pay for it. There is no need to sell it."
They won't be short of money this year either.
Okay, okay! These three consecutive blows finally made the netizens in the live broadcast room cry, and they cried so loudly——
【So I finally lost my love, right? 】
[Teacher Qiaoqiao! Do you have me in your heart? If you do, wouldn’t it be okay for me to kneel down and beg my sister? 】
[Postage is paid, no compensation if it gets damaged! Please, give me a chance to buy a pumpkin. 】
【I’ll buy 100 pounds too! Really!】
[Underworld brother, you are such a good dog]
[He is so hateful, but I still can’t leave this live broadcast room]
[If I had any backbone, I would definitely give the gangster brother a beating! But I don’t have any, so why not kneel down and beg? 】
[Let me ask you, is your family still short of pigs? Do you think it’s okay to go to college? 】
[How much does it cost to eat a bowl of pig food every day?]
[So pigs are so good to eat, can you sell the pork to me? 】
Zhang Yanping looked at the barrage and immediately felt balanced.
I remember when he first came here, he was punished by Song Tan for taking the delicious food from home.
Now, it's his turn to punish others!
As the saying goes, if you have been caught in the rain, you should tear up other people's umbrellas to be happy.
But after all, there are still netizens who are sober.
Since those meats and vegetables are too far away, they might as well grasp the things they are most likely to grasp!
At this moment, someone asked: "When will the mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata tea mentioned before be sold?"
Oh, Zhang Yanping almost forgot about it when there was an interruption before. Now he quickly asked: "When will the mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata be picked?"
Ulan and Song Sancheng have always been responsible for recruiting workers in the village. At this moment, they responded: "Tomorrow, we will count the people tonight and pick them early tomorrow morning. I think the weather is forecast to be good, which will be convenient for us."
Fried and dried."
The two of them spoke in a dialect, but the Yuncheng dialect was originally close to Mandarin. Everyone in the live broadcast studio had been in the studio for a year and a half, and now they all understood it.
So the crowd was excited and wanted only one answer——
[I just want to ask, can you sell this mugwort tea to me? 】
[link up, link up, link up]
[Brother Link is getting anxious, have you counted the goods your family has sold this year?]
[That’s it! Do you still want to monetize your traffic? Money! If you don’t reach the full KPI in the first quarter, what will you do next? 】
Although Zhang Yanping is not very popular, he is still quite reliable in the live broadcast room.
At this moment, the joke was over and the atmosphere was over. Enough was enough, so he replied:
"It will sell, it will definitely sell. Everyone is an old fan who has been chasing them. I won't forget these good things no matter what I say."
"Just because this is the product that others have ordered in advance, we try to pick as much as possible. However, the output is limited, and when quality is prioritized, there may not be much on the shelves."
"Everyone buy what you need. If you don't like it, don't force yourself."
As soon as this was said, everyone in the live broadcast room was moved to tears for some reason.
[Brother, you can be considered a human being!]
There are also more sober ones that go straight to the core——
[So the quantity is small, so we have to rely on grabbing, right?]
[This is an inexperienced question. In this live broadcast room, even if there is a large amount, you still have to grab it.]
[Did you not buy last year’s Houttuynia cordata tea and tea egg marinade packets? The quantity is really not small, and it still broke my head.]
[Think about last year’s Tea Seed Oil Hand Mask? One person is limited to one purchase for the benefit, which is over 100,000 copies. Let’s see who can easily buy it without grabbing it?]
【You have many words and you are right.】
[I fought hard to get the hand mask because of my strength!]
[Yes! There are so many big men in the live broadcast room who are more aggressive than me.]
As soon as these words were said, everyone immediately cheered up and looked at the people who posted the barrage. These were all their competitors!
As for whether you have never drank Houttuynia Cordata tea and mugwort tea or are not used to it...
Laughing to death!
Even if you are not used to drinking it, you can still make a lot of money by selling it. You would be stupid not to rob it!
During the chat, the rice noodles and stir-fried diced pork with mugwort sprouts had been reconciled. At this moment, the seventh cousin and Qiao Qiao started to work together, and quickly formed round noodles, and then evenly stuck them in the pot.
Zhang Yanping took a deep breath, watched his seventh cousin and Qiao Qiao crack eggs with one hand in unison and skillfully, and then looked at the increasing number of egg yolks in the basin, and couldn't help but suggest:
"Let's pickle more salted duck eggs this year. They taste great when paired with white porridge!"