Song Tan Jishi

Customer service Xiaoli refused to answer the question.

On the one hand, Xiaoli did not think she was Xiaoli. On the other hand, so many people came to see the mutton during Qiaoqiao's live broadcast. How could he not be by the stove?

It was simply against the will of heaven!

The gangster came down the stairs with a cold face. The huge noise made Lao Yang, who had not been assigned work, look up and then subconsciously tensed up. The driver beside him, who had no sense of existence, also stepped forward quickly. The two of them looked up slightly and watched Zhang Yanping approaching aggressively. It took a long time for them to calm down.

——It's okay, I've seen him before. He is an acquaintance of the old Song family. He is not dangerous.

But this appearance is very dangerous!

The two stood there in a strange posture. Song Sancheng passed by and took a curious look, but soon he was busy talking to Zhang Yanping:

"Yanping, have you told Xiao Guo? Ask her to come to eat mutton soup tonight."

After saying that, he looked at Lao Yang again, and couldn't help raising his chin again, and his whole body actually brought a little stealth feeling: "Well, Yanping, look at how nice Xiao Yang's family is. Ask Dr. Xiao Guo if he still has that tonic? If so, bring two boxes and I'll transfer the money to her..."

Just by listening to these words, you can know that Lao Yang's two large trucks of agricultural machinery easily captured the heart of the old farmer, and now he really treats him as his own.

But Lao Yang himself didn't know how rich he was, and at this moment he shouted loudly: "What tonic? Brother Song, don't spend money! I'm in good health."

What man doesn't say this?

Song Sancheng looked very understanding: "I know, I don't mean anything else, you're welcome."

After saying that, he looked at his driver with admiration: "This tendon looks hard... I asked Xiao Guo if he had any more? I'll give you some."

Old Yang was confused.

When Song Sancheng went back to clean the sheep's lungs again, Wu Lan complained to him: "What kind of tonic are you talking about... People are visiting, and you're talking about this?"

Song Sancheng realized it later and felt a little embarrassed: "I just saw that we don't have anything good to give to them now, it's embarrassing, so I thought of looking for some everywhere..."

It just so happened that the only acceptable thing in their village, besides the things at home, was the medicine in Doctor Xiao Guo's hand. That business...

Anyway, having said it all, Wulan let go of the topic: "Hurry up, get some more salt water and rinse the sheep lungs - is the membrane on the sheep's stomach torn?"

Seeing that Old Yang was running back and forth and blocking the camera in the live broadcast room, the seventh cousin looked at him and said, "How about... you go and help pick some cabbages?"

He explained in detail: "We have a large family and can eat them all. Pick four cabbages. Pick a handful of garlic sprouts and a handful of coriander."

Old Yang was refreshed and immediately dug out a broken bamboo basket from under the wall. He patted his chest and walked up the mountain with the driver.

Yang Zhengxin, who had just walked out with a basin of salt water, wondered, "Why doesn't my dad ride a bike to pick vegetables?"

The seventh cousin didn't even raise his head: "Let him exercise and eat more at night." Old Yang was so focused on eating the big sheep with the little sheep that he didn't have time to look at cars? He was so energetic that he could even walk.

At this time, Qiao Qiao said with a serious face: "Seventh cousin, you haven't told me what you are going to teach the kids today!"

Seventh cousin straightened his chest instantly: "Oh! There are guests at home, and such an important thing was interrupted and I almost forgot - come, I will teach you first, let's have mutton soup tonight, but the time is a bit tight, and it takes time and effort to prepare mutton. So let's have a simple mutton soup later."

"This is relatively simple, I don't know if you young people can do it."

Good guy, netizens followed me to eat vegetarian food for a year last year, and they didn't get a bite of the pig slaughtering meal at the end of the year. They didn't smell the smell of slaughtering cattle two days ago. Now it's hard to eat mutton and live broadcast, and everyone's enthusiasm seems to be really eating it in their mouths!

[No, no, no! Seventh cousin, if you don't believe it, send me the mutton! I'll cut it in white for you to see]

[I don't know how to do it! Teacher Qiao Qiao sent it to me, I'll mash it with garlic for you to see]

[What? Why don't you know how to do it? ! I don't know how to do it either, I'll stew it in clear water for Qiao Qiao to see! ]

[Am I the only one who really can't do it? But I'm a great eater. I can eat 3 bowls in one meal. If you don't believe me, send it to me and let me try it.]

[What? I was attracted by the giant pumpkin. Are you saying that the host will draw fans to give away free mutton later?]

[...I don't know if you are a real new fan or a fake new fan.]

[The new fans are right! There will be a lottery to give away mutton later!]

[To be honest, I have been selected.]

[That...have you done the homework on lotus stems? I am not talented, but I have collected all the red flowers. Can I exchange this mutton?]

[What? Newbie confused.]

[It sounds like a kindergarten program. Is the live broadcast track like this now?]

[Ahhhh, don't talk. I want to see the mutton soup!]

[I have quickly ordered takeout. Can I eat it in half an hour? 】

The comments were so lively that no one cared about the customer service Xiaoli anymore. However, Xiaoli herself was soaking the beef bones she had just taken out of the refrigerator with a sad face, and she also put the sheep bones she had just cleaned in the refrigerator.

It felt really bad to have oil stains on my hands.

It felt even worse to work.

Zhang Yanping was trying to find some other easy work to do, but when he turned around, he saw his phone ringing, and he couldn't help but cheer up!

The caller was the person in charge of the live broadcast platform, and the lady who strongly advocated signing a contract with Qiao Qiao.

In today's traffic era where new customers are king, Qiao Qiao's 8 million signing fee and multiple promotions have already attracted countless new registered users for the platform, and in terms of effect, it has already made a lot of money.

But now with the blessing of hot searches, young people who join in the fun on Weibo are far more efficient than the advertising space they find themselves. In just a dozen minutes after the broadcast, the number of new registered users on the platform has grown by more than a thousand!

This is even a sudden live broadcast without any warm-up.

Therefore, the platform, which has always been sitting on the Diaoyutai, can't sit still. Now the call is to urge you to make this live broadcast a good one and try to convert these users into their sticky fans!

Zhang Yanping responded politely, thinking that these are all unnecessary instructions. Their Qiao Qiao is very responsible. Which live broadcast did not do its best?

If the audience likes it, it proves that it suits their appetite. If the audience doesn't like it, it can't be forced.

As for now...

Alas!

Instead of making and answering business calls like this, he might as well soak beef bones.

Wait a minute——

"Seventh cousin, aren't you stewing mutton soup? Are you going to stew beef bone soup again tonight?"

"Let me tell you, let me tell you!" Qiao Qiao happily stretched out her hand: "When stewing mutton soup, put a few pieces of beef bones, the soup will be thicker and more fragrant! The two of them work well together!"

After speaking, she looked at her phone again: "Did the children take note?"

The children watched everyone busy, who still remembered beef bone mutton soup? Now I just want to turn into Sadako and stick my head into the screen!

Zhang Yanping didn't understand this principle, but Seventh cousin must have a reason for doing this! At this moment, he quickly sent a message to Guo Dong again.

Grandma Qi was still chatting with busy Aunt Lianhua, and she thought of something and turned around to ask, "Is it okay to eat soup noodles at night? Do you want me to cook a pot of rice and make fried rice with mutton fat tomorrow morning?"

In fact, the fried rice has a fresh fragrance. Uncle Qi likes to make fried rice this way, but if he steams it early in the morning, he has to get up much earlier, so he looked around the room and prepared to ask questions.

But seeing everyone's expectant expressions, he swallowed his words back.

Okay!

Eat whatever you have, no need to ask!

Only Qiao Qiao expressed everyone's thoughts: "I haven't had mutton fried rice yet. Can't I make it tonight?"

It can be fried, but...

Seventh cousin hesitated a little: "I originally wanted to pair the mutton soup with the pancakes I made... but this pancake uses noodles bought in town. Do you want mutton fried rice, or this pancake?"

Yang Zhengxin carried the basin into the yard with a hum. At this moment, he was jumping up and down like his father without any hesitation: "Mutton fried rice, mutton fried rice!"

When he passed by, he took another look at the phone on the stand, and saw that the barrage was the same choice as his -

[Mutton fried rice! ]

[Mutton fried rice! ]

[Mutton fried rice! ]

[Am I the only one who chose pancakes? Isn't mutton soup steamed bun a perfect match? ]

[Yes, you don't eat noodles? ]

[Noodles bought from the supermarket are also good. My mother uses noodles bought from the supermarket to make pancakes that are delicious]

[No no no no no no no mutton fried rice! ]

[Teacher Qiao Qiao, I know you don't watch it, but if you look at me, it's fried rice with mutton fat! ]

Yang Zhengxin was instantly proud: "Qiao Qiao, the barrage says it's fried rice with mutton fat! Uncle Qi! This is God's will!"

This guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes is so lively that he made Uncle Qi laugh: "Okay! You are picky! You won't eat anything that's not good at all."

Only Qiao Qiao said to Yang Zhengxin seriously: "Don't keep watching the barrage. Sister said that this will affect your mood, and they can't eat it, so you can't just listen to their suggestions."

The fans in the live broadcast room were struck by lightning!

[Qiao Qiao you——]

[Baoer! How can you treat your aunt like this! ]

[Okay, okay, Teacher Qiao Qiao, you treat me like this, right! Next time I start broadcasting, I won't come in as soon as it starts! ]

[Me too! I must be 10 minutes late. ]

[What kind of idiotic speech is this? The tone and attitude are so serious, no respect for people and fans are not taken seriously! ]

[That's right! Can you still tolerate this? ! 】

【You are right! This is intolerable! I will be fifteen minutes late next time! 】

Yang Zhengxing was looking at the barrage nervously, and heard Qiao Qiao hesitate and say: "

"But they can't eat it even if they want it so much, which makes them feel so pitiful. Sister, do you want me to draw a lottery for them today and treat them to some mutton or mutton fried rice?"

"Sure."

Song Tan was standing by the pool. Her and Lu Chuan's hands and arms were covered with thick mutton fat. They were washing with soap. As soon as she shook off the water, she let Lu Chuan wipe her hands with a towel and nodded:

"Of course, you have fed the sheep more than me, and you have the final say on the sheep."

Qiao Qiao then said seriously: "Okay, then I have to think about how to send the mutton - I'll call Brother Xiao Zhang first to see if I can make it tonight. "

Yang Zhengxin stared at the bullet screen and found that the screen was blank for a moment as if it had been stuck. Before he could frown and think about it, the same sentence was overwhelming -

[Hit me! Hit me!]

[Hit me!!!]

[Ahhhh I I I hit me!]

He breathed a sigh of relief, and then realized that in just a short time, from being curious and talking too much to Qiao Qiao causing everyone's dissatisfaction, he was already sweating nervously.

So he took another look and decided to listen to Qiao Qiao and watch less barrages to avoid affecting his mood.

After all, this is Qiao Qiao's career. If he loses fans because of his talking too much, how can he have the nerve to drink two more bowls of mutton soup?

…

Here they were busy cleaning the mutton, and over there, Lao Yang was lacking exercise. He was carrying a large empty basket and climbing the gentle slope all the way up the mountain, and he was already slightly out of breath.

The driver stood by without changing his expression, slightly sideways, and saw Lao Yang's forehead sweating. He thought about the tonic that Brother Song had mentioned before. If it is safe, he should persuade the boss not to waste it and try it.

This physical strength is really not as good as before.

However, when the two stood at the edge of the vegetable field, they were a little dumbfounded - God and God are conscientious! Lao Yang is really not an insatiable person. My family is in the agricultural machinery business. They have their own farms and cooperative bases. They have seen countless crops throughout the year, and some of them have personally worked in the fields. But the problem is -

The mutton needs to be paired with cabbage. What kind of cabbage should be chosen? There are several kinds of cabbage here!

If it is just ordinary mutton, it will be fine, but this is the first time to kill a sheep!

Lao Yang was very entangled.

At this time, a long-haired girl with a scholarly scent walked out of the front factory. Lao Yang quickly called out: "Girl! Girl!"

When the other party turned around, her temperament was really extraordinary!

Old Yang asked hurriedly: "Do you know which cabbage is best for mutton soup?"

"There are too many cabbages in it, I'm afraid I'll pick the wrong one."

Who knew that as soon as she said this, the girl asked back: "Is Qiao Qiao's family going to kill a sheep and make mutton soup today?"

Old Yang nodded, but saw the other party blinking and tears falling down--

"Such delicious mutton, I haven't even tasted it and I'm going to quit..."

She said painfully: "If I had known this, I might as well have studied agriculture! Why are you working on rockets!"

As soon as she finished speaking, three young men with dusty faces and sloppy equipment rushed out of the orchard next to her. The three of them were angrily inserting the shovels in their hands directly into the soil:

"If I had known this, I might as well have studied engineering! Why are you working on agriculture!"

Both sides finished their words, and then looked at each other, with an inexplicable resentment in their expressions.

Old Yang and the driver: ...

In this strange silence, Old Yang finally spoke first: "So... this guy who studied rocketry and agriculture, can you grow cabbages?" (End of this chapter)