Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 3

"How about I offer 50 yuan to buy your Fengguan Xiapei?"

What the fuck?

The melon-eaters in the live broadcast room were stunned.

What is 50? !
"I'll go! Is embroidery so profitable? 50 per piece of clothing?"

"No way? Last time we had a couple in a Huaxia-style wedding, and the wedding dresses they wore were only [-] to [-]."

"[-] to [-] is too expensive for me."

"666...are all rich people. I don't understand the world of rich people."

"Worship the boss!"

"Worship the boss!"

"..."

Hua Xuewei saw the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, so she explained with a smile: "The anchor is purely handmade, and the time and energy spent cannot be measured in money. Besides, I took advantage of the 50 yuan."

She was right in saying that, if a regular set of Fengguan Xiapei was customized, it would cost hundreds of thousands to millions of dollars, and it would be considered a handicraft.

This is why Chinese luxury goods are rarely seen.

Without him, you can't afford the real handmade Chinese style.

Su Cheng was also taken aback.

Is my thing so valuable?

Although he likes all kinds of skills in traditional culture, he really hasn't carefully understood the value contained in his own.

I always thought that only those with gold wires were valuable.

Of course, this is also because he never thought of making money in the name of traditional skills from the beginning to the end, but only wanted to promote traditional culture.

Su Cheng glanced at the live broadcast room, the barrage was already crazy.

Popularity also rarely breaks through the [-] mark.

They all persuaded him to sell Feng Guanxia Pei.

50, few people can withstand the temptation.

But Su Cheng shook his head.

"Actually, I didn't intend to sell this set of Fengguan Xiapei..."

"what?!"

"Anchor, are you crazy? 50!"

"I lost it. It seems that my little brother also owns a mine at home. He doesn't want 50 yuan. It's wayward."

"Damn, if I had agreed a long time ago, maybe it was all packed."

The audience in the live broadcast room thought Su Cheng was stupid.

Hua Xuewei was also in a hurry.

After finally finding Fengguanxiapei, she couldn't just give up so easily.

She hurriedly typed another line, this time sending a private message directly in the background.

Now the bullet screen refreshes too fast in the live broadcast room, and Su Cheng can't see it even after posting it.

"Brother anchor, how much do you want to sell Feng Guanxia to me?"

"My elder brother is going to get married next month, and the wedding dress hasn't been settled yet, so he's almost dying of anxiety."

"Please, little brother ()."

Su Cheng looked at the private message sent by Hua Xuewei, and chuckled, the relationship between the siblings is quite good.

But when he saw the barrage again, they all said he was stupid, and shook his head and laughed again.

Let’s maximize the effect of the live broadcast first. Only when there are hot spots can there be popularity, and only when there is popularity can more netizens be attracted.

And what is the best way to fill up the effect?
Of course, it is different.

Thinking of this, Su Cheng smiled and said:
"I also said that I didn't intend to sell it at first, but now that this netizen's brother is in urgent need for his marriage, I can make an exception and sell it to this netizen."

"But it's less than 50 yuan, 5 yuan is enough, just treat it as my blessing to the new couple, just take 5 yuan to mean it."

Su Cheng has his own ideas. The world's traditional culture has almost disappeared. Buying an opportunity with 5 yuan seems to be a loss, but it is actually a profit for him.

hiss……

The live broadcast room is even more boiling.

The audience was stunned.

50 to 45? !Does that mean [-] is gone?

This, this, isn't this just a fool?
However, some netizens highly appreciated Su Cheng's move.

"Anchor atmosphere!"

"Brother Su is amazing! Brother Su is so powerful!"

"[Huajian Weixue] Come out and thank Brother Su for your great kindness, let's go with the gift!"

"Damn! Pay attention and pay attention! Such a willful anchor is really a big girl sitting in a bridal sedan chair—it's the first time I've seen you."

Hua Xuewei was dumbfounded again.

Sitting on the bed in a daze, her red lips parted slightly.

Fifty thousand to take home?
She couldn't believe it, none of the embroidery artists that the family had found before was asking for a dead price.

But she didn't know that the reason why Su Cheng didn't want 50 was because he was afraid that people would associate pure handmade Chinese style products with luxury goods.

Perhaps it should be said that there can be luxuries, but not all luxuries.

Still the same sentence, to promote traditional culture, we can't let these skills be superior, just take this opportunity to give the audience a shock.

Hua Xuewei reacted and sent out a barrage.

"Brother anchor, is what you said true? Really sold it to me?!"

"Of course, but Xiapei hasn't finished embroidering it yet. When I finish embroidering it, will you come and pick it up, or will I express it to you?"

"I'll get it! I'll get it!"

Sioux City.

Hua Xuewei danced excitedly, her delicate pretty face was blushing.

"Little brother, where is your home? When can I pick it up?"

Su Cheng looked at the barrage and pondered for a while.

"I live at the foot of Wudang Mountain. As for when you will come, well, there is only a little finishing work left for Xiapei, and it will probably be finished tomorrow. You can come the day after tomorrow."

"In terms of size, the one I'm embroidering is relatively small, but I have other ones here. You can decide which one suits you."

"it is good!"

The two agreed on a time and place.

The sand sculpture netizens in the live broadcast room began to perform.

"Brother Su is awesome, did you abduct a female fan?"

"666! Brother Su is truly a role model for my generation!"

"Hahaha!"

"[Huajian Weixue] pay attention, I suspect that Brother Su doesn't want money, but people."

"Well, maybe I'll cut your waist off."

"God, my waist was cut."

Su Cheng's forehead was full of black lines, these sand sculpture netizens are not doing human affairs.

"So the anchor lives in Wudang Mountain? Is the anchor a cultivator?"

"Hey, let's not talk about it upstairs. Looking at it this way, Brother Su's house seems to be quite retro. Could it be that he is really a cultivator?"

"The journey of the little Taoist priest and the female Bodhisattva?"

"666... ​​I have already made up the sweet love essay in my brain."

Seeing these sand sculpture netizens talking more and more outrageous, Su Cheng quickly explained: "I'm not a Taoist priest, I just live in a Taoist temple."

"This is the Taoist temple left behind by Master. After Master passed away, I stayed here. I am not a Taoist disciple."

The original owner was an orphan who was adopted by a Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain. After the Taoist priest left, the original owner was left in the Taoist temple.

Su Cheng traveled over and happened to inherit the Taoist temple.

After a brief explanation, the audience stopped.

"I'm going to hurry up and embroider Xiapei. If you like it, I'll let the camera focus on the Chinese clothes on the wall, so that everyone can appreciate the beauty of our Chinese national style up close."

The audience sent barrages one after another.

"Okay! Come on, anchor!"

"See if there is anything I like. I'm going to buy one too. If I can't afford my little brother's, I can buy other cheap ones."

"Yeah, I didn't realize the beauty of our Hanfu before."

"Brother Su is live streaming on Dou Le. There must be videos. I'm going to watch the videos."

"I went to Weibo to download Su Ge's theme photo as a wallpaper."

The drone was aimed at the gorgeous clothes on the wall, and the ultra-clear look made the audience hooked.

While sighing one after another, they also began to call friends.

For a while, Su Cheng's live broadcast room went viral.

It can be regarded as the first step to promote traditional culture.

at the same time.

Hua Xuewei, who was far away in Su City, was on the phone.

"Brother, I have good news for you!"

"I found Fengguanxiapei!"

"Where did you find it?" Hua Xuewei was lying on the bed, her curvy figure perfectly displayed.

She stared intently at the serious Su Cheng in the live broadcast room, and suddenly smiled mischievously, "Brother, this man is a master of embroidery."

　New book for support!

　　Another note: Some book friends have mentioned the price issue. Let me say it again. This book is set in a world of traditional decline. I mentioned "traditional decline" many times in the first few chapters. Not many people know about traditional techniques. Where does the price start?What the protagonist wants to do is to promote traditional skills and traditional culture to the world. To accomplish this goal, the first thing to do is to attract more people to understand, more people to accept, more people to learn, and make money. It’s not the first purpose. If I want to make money by writing, I can just write this book as a great novel. A piece of clothing can be sold for 800 to [-] million yuan.

　　Moreover, this book develops according to the follow-up storyline. The protagonist arranges the clothing in two parts, one is "high-end customization" and the other is "ordinary purchase".

　　
　
(End of this chapter)