Live broadcast: I set off a craze for national style

Chapter 95 Harvest Them

After thinking about it for a while, Su Cheng had no clue, so he simply threw it away.

Just as he opened a black plastic bag and was about to take out the materials, his cell phone rang.

Pick it up and look, the screen shows Hua Xuewei.

Yes, I guess I saw the live broadcast.

Maybe it was Tang Tang who made the report. Those tiger girls had nothing to do all day, so they just stared at his live broadcast room.

Su Cheng's guess was right. At this moment, she was in the office of Qingfeng Xiaoyuan.

Tang Tang held the table and was "explaining" the scene that Su Cheng had just broadcast live.

"Boss, let me tell you, those two little goblins must have gone to seduce Master Su!"

"Well, yes, it must be so!"

"Look, Master Su has agreed to cooperate with Xingmang and Lansha."

Hua Xuewei waved her hand with a look of headache, signaling Tang Tang to stop chanting.

Breeze view.

Su Cheng staggered away from the drone and came to the backyard. Hua Xuewei's voice came from the phone.

As expected, he was asking about the live broadcast just now.

In response, Su Cheng touched his chin and explained: "Don't worry, I have a sense of discretion."

"The three of you have different focuses. I think using the channels of the three companies may have better results."

"What about that? I've prepared the script and the album is almost ready. I'll go to Sioux City in two days."

"Well, okay, we'll elaborate more then."

Su Cheng hung up the phone, but he also knew that if he didn't make it clear, Hua Xuewei probably wouldn't feel at ease.

After all, Huahuo has tasted the sweetness now, and at the beginning, he came to help him with the intention of losing money.

Now that Gufeng has been revitalized, he can't do anything but kill the donkey.

After comforting Hua Xuewei, Su Cheng returned to the yard and began to operate.

Netizens in the live broadcast room sent barrage inquiries curiously, but he just said a few words without going into details.

Nobody bothered anymore, he started making cotton rouge,

Master Zheng also taught him this. The process is similar to the toilet rouge he made the day before yesterday.

Su Cheng took out several large handfuls of purple-black material from the bag, put it into a basin, and soaked it in water.

"This thing is Zicao antler, which is a kind of traditional Chinese medicine material."

"Some female netizens may feel sick again after hearing its origin."

Listening to his ridicule, netizens immediately asked questions along the lines of the words.

"What, what? Brother Su, tell me quickly, I want the ladies and sisters watching the live broadcast room to be disgusted."

"Hey, it can't be another bug, right?"

Su Cheng glanced at the barrage and was dumbfounded by this group of troll netizens.

However, he still explained, "This thing is the dry glue secreted by lac insects."

As soon as these words came out, the barrage changed instantly. They were all "Oh, it turns out to be insect saliva."

For a moment, the female fans in the live broadcast room were really disgusted.

After soaking the Lithospermum antler in water, Su Cheng grabbed two or three handfuls of Wutong Tears from the bag.

Soak in water as well.

This thing is also a kind of traditional Chinese medicine. It is the resin of Populus euphratica, which has been preserved in the soil for many years.

"These two materials need to be soaked overnight, which is similar to the peach gum soaked the day before yesterday, but the ones I bought have been processed and don't need to be soaked for so long."

Su Cheng put the things away, "It will probably only take more than an hour."

As he spoke, he pulled out a few mulberry branches from the firewood pile in the backyard and cut them into sections.

The drone has been following him closely, and netizens can see it clearly.

This scene is so pastoral that many netizens are envious of it.

While Su Cheng was dealing with various materials for making cotton rouge, Bai Lan and Zhou Ke who went down the mountain contacted the company immediately.

The two of them got into cars heading to the airport respectively, and reported on the conversation in Qingfengguan.

Bai Lan considered it and said: "General Manager, that's what Teacher Su said. I can't make up my mind, so I want to ask what you think."

On the other end of the phone, Wang Feng put his feet on the desk and looked at the busy traffic downstairs through the glass, "You said Lansha has gone too? Hehe, I knew they couldn't slow down."

"Okay, you come back first, let's have a meeting to discuss."

"He probably meant that he was afraid that we would regret it when the time came, so he just took this time to see how Huahuo's results are."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Lan went straight to the airport.

On the other side, Zhou Ke was in the same situation, and Lansha's leader also asked her to go back for a meeting to discuss.

Originally, Xingmang and Lansha were very positive, but now they heard that Su Cheng was afraid that they would run away midway, and they felt a little worried.

After all, if you, Gu Feng, keep making money, why should I run away?
There is no reason to quit midway.

Unless you don't make money, or you are just playing tricks with Huahuo to trick us.

They are also a little uncertain now, so they simply wait for two days to see.

This was also Su Cheng's intention.

He can't come up with songs and scripts now, let alone games.

After all, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to write more than a dozen songs in just a week or so.

We can only hang Xingguang and Lansha first.

Breeze view.

Su Cheng has already prepared the materials and is now adding firewood to the stove.

Lithospermum is being steamed on the stove, steaming hot, and there are large splashes of water in the pot.

The live broadcast room was full of barrage, and some people couldn't wait for him to put these ancient legal cosmetics on the Qingfeng Courtyard.

"Brother Su, it would be great if the things you make can be sold abroad. Just like those international cosmetics companies, we will also sell to them."

Some netizens watched with gusto and couldn't help sighing.

As soon as this barrage came out, many viewers immediately followed.

"Yes, look at the cosmetics they sell, such as Dior lipstick and Chanel perfume, they are all harvesting us."

"I really hope that one day we will re-harvest them."

Su Cheng was squeezing the boiled mulberry branch water. At this moment, he glanced at the barrage and felt a little surprised.

Okay, these idiotic netizens can actually think of this?
Not bad.

To be honest, he really didn't expect netizens to think about it.

This was the case in the last world. Many domestic consumers regarded foreigners' goods as high-quality goods, and never thought of substitutes.

Are those Dior and Chanel really that good?Not necessarily, it's just to buy fame.

Then what he has to do in this world is to make Qingfeng Xiaoyuan famous and famous for Chinese traditional culture.

Let those foreigners flock to you!
Looking at the barrage, Su Cheng said nothing, threw the squeezed mulberry branches aside, and then started to boil the sycamore tears.

Soon, all the materials were processed and he started making.

In fact, it is similar to making toilet rouge the day before yesterday. Just mix several juices and start cooking, leaving the final concentrated liquid.

It's just that this time I prepared one more thing.

Silk paper.

Netizens saw the pieces of paper he had cut and began to ask questions.

"Brother Su, what are you doing with these papers?"

Su Cheng poured the boiled concentrated liquid into a small basin, and then put the silk papers in one by one to soak briefly.

"You should have seen many women in TV dramas put red paper between their lips and lick it, and then their lips turned red."

"That's what I'm doing now."

As he spoke, he looked up at the camera and laughed.

"Cotton rouge can be used both as lip balm, like cinnabar lip balm, and as blush."

Soon, more than a dozen pieces of silk paper were soaked, and the juice in the basin was also clean.

Just as he put down the small basin and was about to move the silk paper to a cool place to dry, his cell phone rang again.

A call from Huarong.

As soon as the call was connected, his voice came from the other end, "Chengzi, I have some news here."

"I'm pressing hard. At present, the short-term feedback from foreign channels has been counted. Let me tell you."

(End of this chapter)