The years when I opened a farmhouse in my hometown

Perhaps it was to confirm the words of the netizens in the live broadcast room. Soon, the netizens who used the barrage in the live broadcast room saw that the golden rice fields were densely packed with tourists.

The field ridge is narrow and long, and the tourists who watched the excitement held their mobile phones and were so excited that they waved their arms when they saw the live broadcast, and shouted: "Boss, I want to give birth to monkeys for you." !"

"Boss, we love you!"

The female tourists scrambled to shout, and the screams could pass through the lens and hit people's hearts.

The male tourists were not so excited, but every time the female tourists yelled, they followed suit.

Shen Yunhai, who was harvesting rice in the field, still took a moment to wave to the tourists on the ridge, switching between the roles of the overlord and the authentic farmer, coming and going freely.

Shen Xiaoyun also looked at the live broadcast room from time to time, and found that there were already 8000 million people online.

If it was normal, it would be 2000 million, because Shen Xiaoyun is too idle, every day the live broadcast is eating and cooking, and there are no interesting things around Yunshui Village. Netizens who followed Shen Xiaoyun's live broadcast all dived, and then became zombie.

Now, these zombies are gradually recovering...

Think about it a few months ago, Shen Xiaoyun advertised and promoted her brother. It has only been a few months now, Feng Shui has changed, and relying on her brother, Shen Xiaoyun has brought back the popularity of the live broadcast which was full of lifelessness.

Moreover, the number of people online continued to soar, and those who gave rewards did not want to throw money into the live broadcast room.

He had never received such a crazy tip.

Even if my brother is wearing a shabby grandpa uniform and showing his face, he still has such a great appeal.

This is too discriminatory.

Shen Xiaoyun sighed a little in his heart, but there was no such thing as jealousy, it was just a sigh, it only took a moment to change from white moonlight to mosquito blood.

Seeing that there are more and more people online in the live broadcast room, Shen Xiaoyun didn't bother to harvest the rice anymore. He has gained strength now, but he does less farm work and is not as agile as Shen Yunhai.

If you forcibly increase the speed, you can go up, but it is easy to cut your hands, which is equivalent to self-harm...

Shen Xiaoyun felt that when the popularity of the live broadcast room declined one day, he would show the netizens his special skill, kneading buns, which he knew, and he could do it quickly and well.

In order to make it easier for the netizens in the live broadcast room to see more clearly if Ba Zong is harvesting rice, Shen Xiaoyun followed behind Shen Yunhai step by step, and the camera kept moving. The netizens in the live broadcast room looked closely at the camera, eyes Without even blinking, just watching President Ba cut the rice with relish.

Why is it so interesting to watch Mr. Ba harvest the rice?

Repeating the movements, they are all so handsome and addictive.

Shen Xiaoyun couldn't figure it out, but the netizens who read it with gusto...

In fact, they can't figure it out either (////)

But unknowingly, I just stared blankly, what to see.

Why are we all human, but you are so awesome, you are still not human!

How will farmers live after this?

Manpower can still catch up with machines, wouldn't it be good to be your boss?

Can't you just be your overlord?

In the footage of the live broadcast, Mr. Ba would stand up every few minutes, take a breath, and then continue harvesting. This made many netizens murmur in their hearts that it was really not the repeated playback of the screen.

I don't know how long Ba Zong's lasting ability is. The netizens in the live broadcast room are thinking in their hearts that the tourists standing on the ridge of the field are also trying their best all the time. God knows what they are nervous about.

But seeing that everyone was silent and focused, they also became nervous. It seemed that it would be a little bad if they shouted again...

Under everyone's attention, the overlord finally acted.

Well, Mr. Ba finally stopped harvesting rice.

Both the netizens in the live broadcast room and the tourists onlookers subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief—they watched so nervously, they really thought that the boss is so powerful that no one can match, but fortunately, he still belongs to the people. within the range.

However, immediately after, the next scene of Mr. Ba made many onlookers lock their eyes: Mr. Ba lifted a stack of twisted straw ropes from the field ridge, took out one, and saw Mr. Ba bent down to unfold his rope. The slender arms gathered up the rows of cut rice and bundled them into a solid and heavy bundle.

Just look at the bundles of rice bundled up, like haystacks, which have been bundled for nearly [-] bundles.Mr. Ba picked up the trunk halberd on the ridge of the field, plunged one end into the bundle of rice, and tied a bundle at each end. Each bundle of nearly a hundred kilograms of rice was like a toy in Mr. Ba's hands, and he gave it easily. Put it on your shoulders.

Everyone followed Ba Boss' relaxed pace and trotted all the way, unbelievably smoothly, watching Ba Boss' figure go away, and the bundled rice was put on the electric tricycle on the shore.

Repeatedly like this, the tricycle's rear compartment piled up, and the car was driven away by the people of the same village and sent to the big drying yard in the village.

And Mr. Ba returned to the field again, picked up a load of rice, and went back and forth between the field and the ridge. His figure went back and forth, without any sign of fatigue, which shocked the netizens who were speechless at first. And tourists don't even know what to say.

How can the overlord be too strong?

Even the onlookers had to be cautious, not daring to take a deep breath.

You think that’s all for now, no, Mr. Ba told you, it’s much more than that. After picking out all the bundled rice in the paddy field, Mr. Ba returned to the big drying ground in the village and started threshing the millet.

The level of agriculture here in Yunshui Village is still very backward, there is no machinery, and most of them are very primitive farming, such as threshing millet, one is a relatively small manual threshing of millet, which is directly beaten, and the other is dragging a round snail with an ox. The stone rolls, rolling on the paved straw, over and over again, rolling down the rice hanging on the ears of rice.

Although it looks simple, it also requires technical work.

The tourists who were originally standing on the ridge of the field followed behind Shen Xiaoyun, looking like ghosts wandering the streets, which aroused the curiosity of many villagers_

Then everyone saw Mr. Ba spread out the bundled rice, layer by layer, and the bedding was very orderly.

With the waving of the bamboo whip, it slapped on the big buffalo's buttocks, and the buffalo, which was pulling the heavy stone, stepped on heavy steps, stepped on the paved rice step by step, and rolled it over and over again...

This scene was actually very boring, but when all these were replaced by someone else, who was still young, rich, handsome, and still doing this kind of down-to-earth farm work, everyone thought it was very interesting.

What's more, the work is done at a faster speed, not only with high efficiency, but also with good completion, and nothing can be faulted.

Not only the tourists were stunned, but also the netizens in the live broadcast room were stunned and speechless.

Overlord, how can you be so omnipotent, we would feel sorry for ourselves if we didn't call friends.

Absolutely can't shout shit all by yourself (*｀へ*)

He resolutely refused to admit that he was too ignorant, and watched Mr. Ba doing farm work, nothing but admiration.

Moreover, Mr. Ba has a very good personality. He doesn't have any airs about Mr. Ba, and he doesn't act arrogant at all. He eats at the farmhouse very down-to-earth, and even invites tourists to eat together as a treat.

The young tourists who had always admired Mr. Ba and admired Mr. Ba were so happy that they almost went crazy when they heard Mr. Ba invited them to dinner.

Wow

Boss, so domineering (////)

Oh my god, today is actually the boss's treat, I'm so moved that I'm about to cry, I have to reward the boss ten times and a hundred times, I can't eat the boss for free, otherwise they will feel guilty if the boss loses money.

Shen Xiaoyun looked at the rows of reward suffixes - red envelopes for Mr. Ba, remember to pass them on to your brother.

"..."

Well, now the rewards are not my own_