While talking, Qiaoqiao had already cut up the two remaining pumpkins in the basket.
Looking at the pig pen at this moment, he said with a little regret:
"Originally, I wanted to invite the children to watch when the pig was being slaughtered, but my sister said it was too bloody and wouldn't scare the children. So I gave it up."
In fact, there was too little meat and not enough portions.
[I sat up in shock when I was dying of illness. I heard that there are also pork-killing vegetables - I will eat the black one!]
【I eat the white one, the fattest one! I love the oil residue!】
[I don’t pick the anchors! I’ll eat them all!]
[I am a repeater, I am already over thirty this year, and I am not afraid of blood]
[What kind of blood? I’m not afraid! I grew up watching Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit!]
[What scares me? To be honest with the host, I was born with weak tendencies and have never been afraid of being scared]
[Zhuzhu is so pitiful, he doesn’t know his own fate at all... The Qiuqiu anchor asked me to come, I can recite sutras, and I can cry and recite them while eating...]
If everyone could still stay sane about the pumpkin before, now that they heard about the butcher's dish, everyone in the live broadcast studio wanted to get mad.
Pork-killing vegetables, those are pig-killing vegetables!
The hot cauldron, the blazing firewood, the frost and snow all around, the breath and mist... but it was accompanied by the roar of people.
There will be gradually solidified pig blood in the big basin, and the chubby chef will use a big shovel to turn over the sizzling oil residue in the pot. In the iron pot, pickled cabbage and pork ribs are tumbling, and there is a mess under the hot white mist.
Everything stewed…
As for these visitors from afar, they would squat in front of the pot and rub their hands in vain, and while they were warming themselves up into balls, they would stretch their necks with salivation, thinking in their minds, which dish they would eat first?
Suck!
Suck yo yo!
Suck, suck, suck!
However, no matter how everyone fancied it, the innocent, kind-hearted education anchor who only wanted people and never finished his work just carried the stand in one hand and the basket in the other, happily said hello to the king and went down the mountain.
While still distressed, he turned his face to the camera to zoom in, and said distressedly: "How come it's not enough for two hours..."
…
However, when anchor Qiao Qiao came down the mountain happily and entered the courtyard, he found that the courtyard was quiet and there were not many people at all.
"Hey, where are the people?"
He was about to go into the house to take a look when he saw Song Tan coming out with a big juicy green peach in his mouth and a weird stainless steel machine in his arms.
When the machine was put aside, the thing seemed to be a still, nothing interesting to see, and everyone's eyes were all on her mouth——
With a "click" sound, she ruthlessly nibbled on the tip of the peach, as if she also nibbled on the hearts of everyone in the live broadcast room!
It's not a tremor - it's a heartbreak!
And jealousy!
[Ah ah, Yunqiao Xiantao has been out of stock a long time ago, why are you still eating it!]
[That’s right! Why, wuwuwu, do you know how greedy the child is?]
【I don’t care, I don’t care! There are peaches again, right? On the shelves, on the shelves!!!】
However, Song Tan gnawed off half of it, and now he came over and asked:
"Is there enough time?"
Qiaoqiao shook her head: "No."
Song Tan was depressed: "Then it's really hard for you to sign this contract."
[Damn it, why bother! Isn’t this the minimum duration of the live broadcast? 】
[As long as the anchor is diligent, one hour a day can be enough.]
[That’s right! Every time I update, I have to kneel down and beg you. Do you really take me into your heart? 】
【I don’t care, my Taotao!】
【I want peaches too】
[Who is as miserable as me - I once had a sufficient inventory in front of me, but I didn't cherish it, and I just kept talking about it...]
[That’s right, I’m talking about your group of fans, anchor Xiao Jiang! In the end, we won the quarrel, and there was only one box of peaches left. 】
Qiao Qiao shook her head: "It's not hard, the children are very well-behaved. Sister, I also want to eat peaches."
"Go and get it. The peaches on the mountain that were not picked before are a little riper. I just picked some and washed them and put them in the basket."
When I picked peaches before, I left some green or too small peaches on the mountain. Now they are ripening one after another. I went up to the mountain today to pick up more than 20 peaches, which is just enough for daily consumption at home. The taste is very good.
outstanding.
Before Qiao Qiao entered the house, Song Tan asked again: "Oh, by the way, they have a wine cellar in the backyard. Why don't you put your phone there to live broadcast?"
Open a wine cellar?!
Wow, this is new knowledge that Qiaoqiao has never learned before!
He quickly put the basket aside, picked up the stand and left.
All that remains are the cries of blood and tears in the barrage——
【Peach, my peach!】
There is indeed a wine cellar in the backyard... to be precise, it's not really a wine cellar, it's just a makeshift vat buried in the soil.
However, it has been a month since the wine was brewed. If it had not been for the chat just now, the seventh cousin almost forgot about it again. At this moment, he quickly called everyone to dig it out and have a look.
This is newly harvested sorghum and newly brewed sorghum wine!
Good guy, let alone Song Sancheng who was full of passion, even Song Youde dropped the half-woven straw mat and came over to look at it.
There was also grandpa Wu Jianguo. He couldn't sit still and asked his grandma to push him over. The angry grandma was still muttering until Qiao Qiao passed by: "What's the value of wine? It delays my making money..."
Qiaoqiao put the bracket to the side and quickly came over: "Have you dug it out?"
"It's coming, it's coming."
The seventh cousin wiped his sweat and directed the strong laborers Song Sancheng and Tang Xiaodong Qilin: "Up - up, raise it higher... Put it this way... Ouch, slow down, slow down..."
So, everyone in the live broadcast room pointed out that everyone was huddled together, and the back of their heads was clear, but they couldn't see what the wine cellar looked like, and they couldn't help but become anxious——
[Where’s the wine cellar? Let’s take a look!]
[The previous ones give way, give way——]
【Ah ah ah ah! I just want to ask if it is a crime to put the stent in front of others!】
[Damn it, this angle is obviously looking at the back of the head, where is the wine cellar? 】
Fortunately, after a while, a cheer broke out from the crowd, and then everyone tacitly moved out of the way, and saw a large round vat with an unspectacular appearance being carried by people on burdens and carefully placed on the ground.
The large vat was sealed tightly, and it took a lot of effort for the seventh cousin to open it again and take a look.
The moment the tank was opened, all the men present took a deep breath, and then showed intoxicated looks.
As for Lao Lao and Wu Lan:...
The two of them just tilted their heads back, and the back showed disgust, "Why is it so strong..."
Then he sniffed again: "It smells quite good... It smells like grain... It's also a little sweet..."
I can't say more, after all, they don't drink.
Looking at the old men around me, I already want to pull him up!
The seventh cousin was still calm. Seeing the softened sorghum inside, he stretched out his hand and pinched a handful - the water came out easily.
Then the steady expression on his face suddenly cracked, and then burst into surprise and impatience, and even his shouts were trembling:
"Song Tan! Song Tan! Where is the wine steamer I asked you to buy? Take it out quickly!"
