Chapter 1517 1517. Low Sugar Melon
This is so hateful!
But it has been a day or two for everyone to hear this. Since this live broadcast room appeared, they have never bought anything a few times, and now they feel like they are in a bad mood.
【Yeah, yeah, yeah, no bones exist】
【Yeah, yeah, your iron mouth】
[Yeah, yeah, May Day watermelon, you can choose a red one first]
Xiao Yang:...
He shouted loudly: "Jiao Qiao, they look down on me! Say I can't find the red watermelon! "
"Ah?" Qiao Qiao was shocked: "It's not good to discriminate against others, children!" "
Children:...Who is discriminated against? ah?
As he was talking, he saw Song Tan and Lu Chuan coming. Xiao Yang was excited: "Sister! Let's discuss something with you!"
He put his phone into the ground and ran to Song Tan: "Can you sell me a watermelon alone later? The kind that doesn't work without charging money."
Song Tan was curious: "Eat as much as you want, why do you want to sell one? Do you want to send it to your parents?"
Little Yang quickly shook his head: "Sister, you don't understand. I am a great man, I will be willing to give you a sigh if I don't fight for steamed buns!"
Well, a teenage man.
Song Tan nodded: "Okay! The friendship price of early spring melons is 200 per person, just transfer the money."
Xiao Yang is not short of money at all. At this moment, he transferred the money happily, and then rushed back to the ground. Song Tan could hear him howl through the fence: "Thirty years, Hedong, thirty years, Hexi, don't bully the young man's poor!"
"You look down on me today, and wait and curse you, you can't draw the watermelon ! "
After he said that, he looked at the angle of the camera again, so he took two steps back and said again: "When we have finished picking the watermelon, we will get one for the lottery today! The lottery rules are like Qiao Qiao's past Same! Take the first barrage on the screen."
He put his hips on his hips and became proud: "Hmph!"
The live broadcast instantly surrendered:
[I see Xiao Yang as an emperor, so this watermelon is regarded as my stern reward]
[Oppose feudal superstition! Wish the great koi immortal! Please give me a watermelon]
[Who understands, I am in the temple now, so I will talk to the God of Wealth to specifically discuss the awards with the God of Wealth first]
[Hmph! Isn’t it just a watermelon? To be honest, I am a non-master. I beg you to transfer my luck! 】
[I am waiting silently without saying a word...]
[You are talking very lively. Can you pick out this watermelon? 】
It's really difficult to say something.
The temperature on May Day has just risen, and the greenhouses in the ground have been evacuated for a short time, otherwise this batch of early melons would not be available.
But despite this, it was still a bit short of time.
Otherwise, Song Tan would not have asked them to choose slowly - it would not be easy to find the vines with ripe melons in this weather with the grass growing and the birds flying!
Lu Chuan also walked in.
The melon field is interplanted with small tea seedlings that have not been transplanted for a long time. Now it is only 10 or 20 centimeters tall, wrapped by thick and dense watermelon vines. It is very difficult to find. I will choose this for everyone again Watermelon increases the difficulty of two points.
However, without socializing in the countryside, the longest and most inexpensive thing is time. Therefore, none of the four of them were in a hurry, so they just looked at the same size and went to study it. Not long after, under the slogan of netizens in the live broadcast room, Qiao Qiao actually picked one.
"This seems to be familiar."
I sold melons once last year, and Qiao Qiao has now become a little expert in picking melons. She gently patted the melon skin with her three fingertips, for fear that it would be too strong, so she would dry the thin watermelon.
Xiao Yang looked at the live broadcast room, and the barrage area was very rampant:
[Look! Just say the fourth one on the third line on the left, look, Qiao Qiao picked it】
【The upper left corner of the screen is also quite big, Qiao Qiao will pick it】【Although the one in the middle is not big, Why do I think he seems to be familiar with him...】
There are serious people and nonsense. Everyone gave me some advice. None of the melons that appeared on the screen were not clicked. Some people were crazy and dared to click on a piece of raw melon seeds the size of fists.
Jiu Qiao has never looked at these things. At this moment, he just quickly carried the little melon to Song Tan: "Sister, I'll give you food!"
Lu Chuan came over and came over. Look--It's so small, it's only about four pounds if you're over.
"Are you familiar?" He is not very good at picking.
To be precise, I learned some theoretical knowledge last year, but that was aimed at the melon that fell from ripe stems. The melon has not yet arrived yet, so now it can only be regarded as a hard pick.
Qiao Qiao said proudly: "I chose Yang Zhengxin and I, it looks like it is mature."
Song Tan looked carefully and couldn't help but be happy: This melon is so long. It's unfair.
She waved her hand: "Okay, you two choose it, you two are responsible for eating it."
Lu Chuan took his hand back as soon as he heard this, and he seemed to be unrelated to himself. . He is already a mature adult and doesn't like to compete with children for food.
Jiao Qiao didn't know the dangers of the world. At this moment, she came to the live broadcast with Yang Zhengxin. Yang Zhengxin clenched her fists and gestured, "Here's here, it's really here."
No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!
He slandered the watermelon slightly under the camera. At this moment, a fist hit him, as if he hit the audience's face. With a clear "click", the barrage became lively.
[Why do I hear this sound so crisp? 】
Jo Qiao held his palm and raised it up. Standing in front of the camera was a small green, thin-skinned watermelon with pink flesh.
That pink and tender look like the wild peach blossoms in March. Everyone couldn't bear to stutter.
Everyone:...
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【Little Yang is so young. I shouldn’t care about him at such an old age. I should give this melon to my children. 】
[Come on, Xiao Yang, don’t be polite! Eat big stutter, eat in person】
【Jiao Qiao, the customer eats first, you are not allowed to snatch it with him】
Xiao Yang: "…_"
He is this The fist really hammers the watermelon into several petals. No matter how many petals are, how pink and tender the flesh is, you still have to eat it! At this moment, he was very embarrassed in the live broadcast room, so he simply took the initiative: "Hmph! You are just jealous!"
"What's wrong with it not ripe? Isn't this watermelon powder better than the big red one?"
"Besides, you can't smell it, right? I don't know how fragrant this watermelon is."
"Even if it is not sweet enough, the melon smells full."
"Come on!" He motioned for Qiao Qiao to adjust the camera: "Show everyone a [three mouthfuls and one melon]"
" >
After saying that, he really opened his bloody mouth, and whined, he bit the watermelon in his hand into a big gap.
The crisp sound of the melon meat juice seemed to splash in everyone's heart in the live broadcast room. At this moment, everyone was already drooling in vain:
[I just said I had to eat something to watch the live broadcast, otherwise I would be anxious. I feel saliva when I see a pink watermelon】
[I've been tired all morning and my mouth is dry. Now I'm staring at the watermelon, and suddenly I feel pink is good]
"Just... the watermelon smells strong But micro sugar? Isn’t this what our sisters need the most when controlling sugar and reducing fat? ”
Here you! See you tomorrow!