Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 15171517. Low Sugar Melon

This is too hateful!

But everyone has been hearing this kind of talk for a long time. Since the appearance of this live broadcast room, they have not bought many things, and now they feel like they are just giving away the goods.

[Hmmmm, no body left]

[Hmmmm, you have a sharp tongue.]

[Yeah, yeah, for the May Day watermelon, pick a red one first]

Xiao Yang: ...

He shouted, "Qiao Qiao, they look down on me! They say I can't find a red watermelon!"

"Huh?" Qiao Qiao was shocked: "It's not good to discriminate against others, kids!"

Children: …Who is being discriminated against?

As they were talking, they saw Song Tan and Lu Chuan coming over. Xiao Yang was excited: "Sister! I want to discuss something with you!"

He put his phone on the ground and ran to Song Tan: "Can you sell me a watermelon later? I won't pay for it."

Song Tan was curious: "If you want to eat it, just eat it. Why should I sell you one? Do you want to send it to your parents?"

Xiao Yang quickly shook his head: "Sister, you don't understand, I am a grown man, I am not fighting for the buns, I am fighting for my reputation!"

Well, a man in his teens.

Song Tan nodded: "Okay! Early spring melons are at a friendly price, 200 each, just transfer the money."

Xiao Yang was not short of money, so he happily transferred the money and then rushed back to the field. Song Tan could hear him howling through the fence: "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west, don't despise the young and poor!"

"You looked down on me today, and I curse you that you won't be able to win a watermelon in the lottery later!"

After he finished speaking, he leaned forward to check the camera angle, then took two steps back and said again: "After we have picked the watermelons, we will draw one for a lottery today! The lottery rules are the same as before for Qiao Qiao! Take a screenshot of the first comment."

He put his hands on his hips and said proudly: "Humph!"

The live broadcast room succumbed instantly:

[I think Xiao Yang has the potential to be an emperor. This watermelon is my reward for my accurate prediction.]

[Oppose feudal superstition! Make a wish to the Koi Fairy! Please give me a watermelon]

[Who knows? I’m in the temple right now. I’ll talk to the God of Wealth about the details of winning the prize first.]

[Huh! It's just a watermelon, isn't it? To be honest, I'm a poor man. Please, I hope my luck will change! ]

[This European Emperor waits silently without making a sound...]

[You guys are having a lively chat, can you pick out the watermelon? ]

To be honest, it is really difficult.

The temperature had just risen on May Day, and the greenhouses in the fields had only been removed not long ago, otherwise this batch of early melons would not have been available.

But despite this, there is still some time left.

Otherwise, Song Tan would not have let them take their time to pick - it is not easy to find ripe vines in this weather with lush grass and singing birds!

Lu Chuan also walked in.

The melon fields are planted with small tea seedlings that were transplanted not long ago. They are only about 10 to 20 centimeters tall and are wrapped in thick and dense watermelon vines. They are quite difficult to find suddenly, which adds to the difficulty of choosing watermelons.

However, there is no socializing in the countryside, and the most leisurely and abundant thing is time. Therefore, none of the four of them were in a hurry, and they simply looked for something of similar size and studied it. Not long after, under the noisy recommendation of netizens in the live broadcast room, Qiao Qiao actually picked one.

“This one looks cooked.”

After selling watermelons last year, Qiao Qiao has become an expert at picking watermelons. He gently tapped the watermelon skin with three fingertips, fearing that he would use too much force and dry out the thin-skinned watermelon.

Xiao Yang looked at the live broadcast room, and the barrage area was very rampant:

[Look! It's the fourth one in the third row on the left. Look, Qiao Qiao picked it.]

[The upper left corner of the screen is also quite big, Qiao Qiao, go pick it up]

[The guy in the middle is not very big, but he looks familiar to me...]

Some were serious, some were nonsensical, and everyone was talking and pointing at things. There was not a single melon on the screen that was not pointed at. Some people were so crazy that they even dared to point at a greenhorn the size of a fist.

Qiao Qiao never paid attention to these things. At this moment, he just quickly carried the little melon to Song Tan and said, "Sister, I'll give it to you!"

Lu Chuan came over to take a look - it was really small, probably only about four pounds at most.

"Is it cooked?" He is not very good at choosing.

To be precise, I learned some theoretical knowledge last year, but that was for ripe melons that are about to fall off the tree. These early melons are not yet ripe, so now I can only pick them hard.

Qiao Qiao said proudly: "Yang Zhengxin and I picked it together. It looks like it's ripe."

Song Tan took a closer look and couldn't help laughing: This melon looks so weird.

She waved her hand and said, "Okay, you two picked it, and you two are responsible for eating it."

When Lu Chuan heard this, he withdrew his hand, as if it had nothing to do with him. He was already a mature adult and didn't like to fight with children for food.

Qiao Qiao was unaware of the dangers of the world. At this moment, she and Yang Zhengxin came to the live camera. Yang Zhengxin clenched his fists and gestured, "It's coming, it's really coming."

He maliciously moved the watermelon slightly below the camera. At this moment, a fist came over and seemed to hit the audience in the face. With a clear "click" sound, the barrage of comments became lively.

[Why does this sound so crisp to me? ]

Qiao Qiao held up his palm and raised it up, and standing in front of the camera was a small watermelon with a green, thin skin and pink flesh.

It was so pink and tender, just like the wild peach blossoms in March, that no one could bear to eat it.

Everyone: ...

【Hahahahahahaha】

[Hahahahahahahaha I didn’t mean it hahaha]

[Oh my, this must be a new variety of pink watermelon! Xiao Yang, quickly open your bloody mouth and destroy it. ]

[Xiao Yang is so young. I shouldn’t argue with him at my age. This melon should be given to the child.]

[Come on, Xiao Yang, you’re welcome! Eat with big mouthfuls, eat in front of me]

[Qiao Qiao, the guest eats first, you are not allowed to snatch it from him]

Xiao Yang: “……_”

His punch really broke the watermelon into several pieces, but no matter how many pieces there were, no matter how pink and tender the flesh was, he still had to eat it! He was very embarrassed in the live broadcast room at this moment, so he just risked his life:

"Humph! You're just jealous!"

"What if it's not ripe? Isn't the pink watermelon better than the bright red one?"

"Besides, you can't smell it, right? You have no idea how fragrant this watermelon is."

“Even if it’s not sweet enough, it’s full of melon flavor.”

"Come on!" He motioned Qiao Qiao to adjust the camera: "Show everyone a [Three Bites of a Melon]"

After saying that, he really opened his bloody mouth, roared, and bit a big hole in the watermelon in his hand.

The sound of the melon's juice splashing in the hearts of everyone in the live studio seemed to splash in everyone's hearts. At this moment, everyone was already drooling:

[I said you have to eat something when watching live broadcasts, otherwise you will be so hungry that your mouth will water just by looking at a pink watermelon]

[I’ve been so tired after a morning of dry mouth. Now I’m staring at the watermelon and suddenly I think pink is good]

"Just... strong watermelon flavor but light sugar? Isn't this what we sisters who want to control sugar and lose fat need most?"

Come on! See you tomorrow!