Song Tan Jishi

　　If we want to talk about the Internet celebrities of the Lao Song family today, apart from the big bear who attracts attention at the beginning, it is the backbone Qiao Qiao.

 But The King has also appeared on many occasions. At the very least, all the netizens who can come to eat the pig-killing banquet know about it.

Especially Ding Ning, who was about to sign the contract, was still muttering to two colleagues at this moment: "It's not enough to just set up a grassroots team at home, and we can't maximize traffic - feeding pigs is a highlight, and pet bloggers are also a highlight."

Colleagues also agreed: "Yes, a dog as big as the king is a special breed. It is really rare in China, so it should have a separate number."

“They also have a goose, and its fighting ability is amazing—all these pet materials are gathered into one account, and it attracts fans very quickly.”

The three of them were at the back of the team, muttering something very serious. It was hard to tell that they had been stunned by Lu Chuan's request before.

Song Tan silently followed the team. When she heard this, she couldn't help but "tsk": "Who can be patient to earn that traffic?"

 Lu Chuan nodded, but he was quite sure of a few people: "If this proposal is for professional bloggers, it is actually very good, in terms of traffic drainage, fan stickiness, and diversification..."

What a pity that I met Song Tan’s family.

 Just like a top student who knows astronomy and geography at the same time, he can pick up a subset of physics, mathematics, classics and history at his fingertips. But in the end, the other party didn’t learn anything and turned to study art.

This is really a punch on cotton!

Song Tanting looked at him curiously: "You know a lot, don't you?"

Qin Yun and He Kuang sighed beside him: "What a fool... We who make up stories have to know a little bit about everything, and we are also very good at talking on paper."

“Don’t look at what Chuan’er is talking about. If you really ask him to become an internet celebrity blogger, he won’t be able to do anything about it.”

The two bad friends tried their best to hold things back, but Lu Chuan remained calm: "If I don't write a book, it would be quite interesting for me to be a food blogger."

 Then he sighed, feeling very regretful: "It's a pity, it's not easy to make tens of millions a year as a food blogger."

　　嚯!

This is the first time he talked about his income. Song Tan was quite curious: "How much money do you make?"

Lu Chuan nodded: "I can still make up stories."

 When he is humble, he is truly humble, but he never lacks confidence and a sense of deservingness. This is actually a quite rare quality, at least it suits Song Tan's taste.

“Not bad!” She praised: “I also think you are quite capable.”

Qin Yun was about to die of soreness: "Hmph! Don't be complacent. Thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi, I will make a big hit next time."

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 Qin Yun silently clenched the chestnut in his hand.

  Damn it! Why does the manifestation of his friendship look like this!

 …

The few people behind were muttering, but it did not affect the happiness of everyone in the front.

Zhu Xin, the broken mouth, had eaten and drank enough to digest, and now he was back to his peak state: "Ah, there is a long row of small sheds in front of it, are they built as beehives? Will there be honey to sell next year?"

He was very good at starting the conversation. Everyone was talking about how hard it was to buy the honey and how good it tasted.

The last accusing look looked back—

Song Tan was listening to Lu Chuan's speech. It seemed like Honey couldn't get in just that atmosphere.

 Everyone turned back silently and looked at the pigsty blocked by the fence in front, and couldn't help but salivate again——

 “No wonder this pork is so delicious! Look at how big the back mountain is. This pig gets a lot of exercise every day.”

"I've killed five pigs, so why don't I sell something when I leave? Isn't it okay if I just want a pig's trotter?" "What are you thinking about? When will you buy something that the anchor said is not for sale? been?"

“Honestly, five pigs are not much... Apart from other things, if Teacher Qiaoqiao’s family concentrates on breeding, they will be the richest man in their city in a few years, right? Anyway, I have to buy it if I am frugal.”

“When I hear this, it’s just a fantasy. You’ve never fed pigs, have you? Do you know what it means to have a wealth of money? The furry ones don’t count.”

“There’s no need to do breeding, right? The risk is too great. Haven’t I got enough hawkbill peach? It’s so safe to grow this!”

"What? You actually got the hawksbill! Damn it, I didn't even get it!"

“Speaking of this hawkbill peach, I thought 88 per pound was too expensive at the time, but later when I went to the supermarket, I found that people were grabbing 288/4 peaches...”

“That’s right! Sometimes if you don’t come across something good, you won’t realize there are so many rich people around you!”

“I want to eat the strawberries I had for lunch...Will strawberries be sold next year? Spring and summer are the right seasons, right?”

Everyone is talking a lot, and the more they talk, the more greedy they are. They just want the old Song family to transform into game farmers and have a bumper harvest of all species with one click.

It's a pity. After everyone here discussed it, everyone knew that they were not planting and breeding purely for profit.

 You can only say what you want to eat at home, bring in a variety of food, and sell the extra food for takeout.

 What a seller’s market!

As he was talking, he saw a huge figure jumping in the forest in front of him, and then quickly walked towards the crowd.

　　嚯!

Wu Jing, the firefighters who were walking in front, tensed up instantly.

After all, the king is really big in physique, and because he eats well, he is smooth and energetic, and his big eyes are particularly serious when he looks at people.

Even if they have always raised large dogs before, there is still a gap between big and small.

Now this big dog with a body like a tiger is walking slowly, why doesn't it make people nervous?

But after watching it for a while, it seemed that the end of the red scarf on the king's chest was tied with a knot and barely fluttering around it, and everyone slowly slowed down their movements:

 “It’s okay, it has no intention of attacking.”

“Aren’t you talking nonsense? His owner is right behind him—the temperament of large dogs is generally relatively stable.”

Of course, it is only relative. If there is no good education, the master will not be able to hold it back once it explodes.

“I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but I feel like the king is older than when he was brought to our team in the summer.”

“That is, it was barely squeezed into the back seat of the car at that time, but it may not be able to be squeezed out now.”

Zhu Xin, on the other hand, looked left and right and reluctantly explained: "It must be an optical illusion. It's a dog. When the weather is cold, the hair will grow longer, making it look like the whole dog swells."

But it’s already so big anyway, and it doesn’t make much difference whether it’s one circle bigger or two circles bigger. Everyone is just amazed:

“It’s so handsome. This dog is so powerful. I can’t imagine how happy I will be if I can raise such a dog in the future.”

 “Hmm…probably it’s just that the pension is not enough to feed the dogs.”

 Everyone looked at the giant Kangal dog that had walked up to them, and couldn't help but fell silent at this moment.

 (End of this chapter)