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Chapter 170

Chapter 170 170. Tremella fungus and live broadcast

The task of picking white fungus is actually very interesting if you are not rushing to sell goods.

The dark brown chestnut tree trunks are inlaid with jade-white white fungus. The edges are slightly transparent and the flowers are wrinkled. They look plump and particularly pleasing.

It feels a little slippery and has a springy feel, making it even more addictive.

Qiaoqiao walked back and forth under the chestnut tree. Every time he found a grown flower on the rows of regularly arranged tree trunks, it was like he had discovered a treasure.

Song Tan's heart moved——

"Qiaoqiao, are you still in class today?"

While asking, he took out another mobile phone and opened the live broadcast software.

As expected, Qiao Qiao became excited: "Whatever I want to do, I will do it!"

"But I haven't learned the knowledge about Tremella yet..."

If you don't learn well, how can you be a teacher?

"It's okay." Song Tan was free and easy: "If you don't know how to talk about it, just don't talk about it. The main thing is to show everyone that we, Qiao Qiao, can pick white fungus."

"okay!"

Qiao Qiao was extremely excited.

Since there were no children in the village, he has not played house with others for many years. Now he is having a lot of fun playing with the children on his mobile phone.

I can't wait now.

Speaking of which, Song Tan has forgotten about the live broadcast in the past few days because she is no longer selling goods, which is really not the case.

After all, even if you don't sell goods, you can still attract people now. Let's not talk about vegetables then. There should be a place for selling those fruits.

The more customers you have, the more confident you will be when negotiating prices with others, right?

She adjusted her angle and watched the dark live broadcast room slowly gain popularity, and then she started the live broadcast:

"Qiaoqiao, it's begun."

When Zhang Yanping saw this, he ran to the other side.

Song Tan didn't mean to show his face. Seeing that Qiao Qiao was already getting into the mood with his head held high, he looked around the area and found that there weren't too many Tremella fuciformis. He just carried the small basket and turned around to look for the black fungus in the tea mountain not far away.

Lan Lan.

After walking far, he took out his mobile phone and opened Qiaoqiao's live broadcast room——

【Pastoral Notes】

The anchor's insistence on going his own way and not following the rules have probably been witnessed by the viewers. It is estimated that many people clicked on the notification message, so that Qiao Qiao just started broadcasting, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room has already exceeded 2,000.

The screen opened, showing Qiao Qiao's big fair face.

It wasn't that big originally, but it was too close to the camera.

He took two steps back and then said to himself: "Children, today we have a labor class and pick white fungus. Can you see the white fungus?"

He carefully cut off one and held it up to the screen.

"Look, isn't it beautiful? Tender, smooth and crunchy."

"It must be very delicious when stewed."

Oops!

The barrage aroused interest.

[Today is the live broadcast of picking white fungus? Then I will definitely have a good sleep again. Wait, let me get a pillow first. 】

Others swore: [Last time I waited until the end of the live broadcast without waiting for the anchor to link, but I definitely didn’t run away this time. Based on my experience in spending a lot of hard-earned money in the live broadcast room, today’s shopping cart must be Tremella fungus!]

[Anchor, what’s so great about doing farm work? If you have the ability, please link up!]

Song Tan looked at it from the edge of the tea mountain, and now he laughed sullenly——

Link up?

What link is on?

Qiao Qiao doesn't know how to do it at all. Besides, the current production is not enough to stew two pots at home. Where can I get the link?

Didn't anyone realize that even though the white fungus Qiao Qiao just took was the largest on the tree trunk, it still couldn't exceed his palm?

Someone in the audience did find out.

[This white fungus hasn’t been dried yet, is it just this big? It’s much smaller than the one I bought in the supermarket.]

[Nonsense! Duanmu Tremella is much smaller to begin with. 】

[Ah, it’s actually Duanmu Tremella! Many of the ones we buy in supermarkets now are grown in fungus bags, which are big and round, but they don’t taste as good as this one.]

【Hurry up the link!】

[The anchor’s eating appearance is too ugly. This is obviously the first crop of Tremella fuciformis, so I can’t wait to start selling it.]

Come on, Qiao Qiao hasn’t said a single serious word since it started airing.

On the contrary, they were discussing in a lively manner, and many of them had harsh words. This is the case in the Internet age, and no one can be quiet.

But, whatever they say, because Qiao Qiao doesn't know many words now, and has no time to read these speeches.

He is a typical single-threaded thinker and only does one thing at a time.

The live broadcast on his mobile phone was on, but since he wanted to pick white fungus, he carefully looked through the trees one by one, fearing that he would miss something that slipped through the net.

No matter how noisy the barrage was, to him, it was just a punch on the cotton.

So everyone was discussing among themselves, but found that the anchor in the camera was getting farther and farther away as he picked the white fungus.

At this time, in the entire live broadcast room, there was neither a shopping cart pop-up nor a detailed introduction from the anchor, tracing back to history and feelings.

but……

Suddenly I found it interesting, what's going on?

Song Tan also discovered that there was a reason why Qiao Qiao was so popular.

First of all, the rhythm of his live broadcast (if there is such a thing) is neither urgent nor slow. He always only follows his thoughts and is never affected by barrages.

In short, very stable.

The other thing is... his content is simple enough and not sentimental. It is high-quality content that people who have never lived in rural areas can't help but want to read (if teaching you how to shake honey counts).

It really looks like hoof trimming or planting flowers and grass. It is quiet and stable. It is a serious study and has useful information. Those who want to sleep can also passively accept hypnosis.

As for the rest, Song Tan, whose professional skills are completely useless now, has no way to evaluate, and can only analyze so much.

Just as she was about to put away her phone happily, another barrage of fireworks exploded——

[The anchor took a few days off, and I almost forgot, what kind of big dog was that last time?]

[Hey guys, I remembered it too! Do you sell that big goose? 】

[Are you selling the dog? That dog’s head is several times bigger than a human head. It’s so handsome! I can drive to pick it up. The price is easy to negotiate, and I won’t treat you unfairly!]

Compared to the crackling fireworks and various gift-giving special effects, the free barrage below seems ordinary——

[Anchor, do you sell the honey you broadcast last time?]

[That’s right! The anchor ate it, the dog ate it, and the goose ate it. Why can’t I eat it? 】

Song Tan then remembered that at the end of the last live broadcast, Qiao Qiao was secretly cooking a small stove for Da Bai and Da Wang, and the three gluttons shared two pieces of honeycomb...

Maybe even the pigs in the mountains had eaten it without her knowing it!

Otherwise, why would Qiao Qiao have to increase the amount of pig food she feeds three times a day now? Xiao Zao must be used to it.

See you tomorrow, I really can't do it tonight.

(End of chapter)


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