Chapter 1296 1296. Yan Ping is also the one who tears the umbrella apart
After several washes of the mashed green white artemisia and mugwort, the bitter grassy smell is now much lighter.
Qiao Qiao was cutting them into pieces with a heavy kitchen knife, and here, the diced fat pork had been stir-fried to create a fragrant and crispy shell.
Grandma Seventh handed over a handful of green garlic sprouts. In front of the camera, Cousin Seventh’s kitchen knife was flying. He heard a series of "doo doo doo doo" sounds, and the garlic and green garlic leaves were spread out. into the pot.
Waiting for the ginger and garlic seasoning to finish, Qiao Qiao poured the chopped mugwort buds into the pot with tacit understanding. "Stab-", across thousands of mountains and rivers, everyone in the live broadcast room Er swallowed his saliva.
They watched helplessly as these were divided into two pots and stir-fried evenly. Then he was mixed into the white rice noodles ground from Qiao Qiao's rice and kneaded. At this moment, the screen was full of resentment that he couldn't eat it.
【I really have that serious illness! The more I watch, the more I want to watch, and now I’m scratching my head and rolling over in bed]
[I’m different, others eat delicious food, but I eat vital signs maintenance meals]
[白There's no wormwood, no mugwort, and no diced fat pork. Let's have a bowl of Malatang. 】
【With these big guys who cook, can you really eat your own pig food after watching this video? 】
[I burst out crying. I’m afraid you’ve never seen what Qiao Qiao’s pigs eat. The food I eat is not as good as pig food.]
Zhang Yanping stared at the barrage, feeling proud beyond words.
At this moment, all the bad intentions came together. He simply took the microphone beside the pot, stood at the door of the kitchen and asked:
"Tantan, we raised more pigs this year, all relying on pasture. No?"
Song Tan didn't care and just replied casually: "Of course not. But we also grow a lot of vegetables, which is enough for them to eat."
"Oh, by the way, this year we have planted some pumpkins, gourds and the like on the edge of those fences. In the summer, we can pull a cart there every day and feed them."
"It's a bit of a pity, right? ”
Zhang Yanping’s voice was loud and the hand holding the microphone was held far away.
But regardless of the distance, the microphone does not need to be particularly clear to pick up this sound. Everyone in the live broadcast room can hear it.
“These vegetables are worth ten or twenty yuan a pound when sold.”
"It's a loss." Song Tan and Lu Chuan gathered together to look at the colors of the furniture, and said casually: "A pumpkin weighs dozens of kilograms. How much is the postage? If it gets damaged, you have to pay for it. There is no need to sell it."
They are not short of money this year either.
Okay, okay! These three consecutive blows finally made the netizens in the live broadcast room cry, and they cried so loudly——
[So I finally lost my love, right? 】
【Teacher Qiaoqiao! Do you have me in your heart? If you have me, wouldn't it be okay for me to kneel down and beg my sister? 】
[Postage is paid on delivery, no compensation if it gets damaged! Please, give me a chance to buy a pumpkin. 】
【I will buy 100 pounds too! real! ]
[Brother Mafia, you are such a good dog]
[He is so hateful, but I still can’t leave this live broadcast room]
[As long as I have some backbone , I must beat up the gangster brother! But I don’t, so why not kneel down and beg? 】
[Let me just ask, is your family still short of pigs? Are you interested in someone who has gone to college? 】
【How much does it cost to eat a bowl of pig food every day? 】
【So pigs eat so well, do you want to sell pork to me? 】
Zhang Yanping looked at the barrage and immediately felt balanced. I remember when he first came here, he was punished by Song Tan for taking the delicious food from home.
Now, it's his turn to punish others!
As the saying goes, if you have been caught in the rain, you should tear up other people's umbrellas to be happy.
However, there are still netizens who are sober.
Since those meats and vegetables are too far away, they might as well grasp the things they are most likely to grasp!
At this moment, someone asked: "When will the mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata tea mentioned before be sold?"
Oh, Zhang Yanping almost forgot about it when he was interrupted before. At this moment, he quickly asked: "When will mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata be harvested?"
Ulan and Song Sancheng have always been responsible for recruiting workers in the village. At this moment, they responded: "Let's do it tomorrow. We'll count the people tonight and pick them early tomorrow morning. I think the weather forecast will be good, which will be convenient for us to fry and dry."
The two of them spoke in dialect, but Yuncheng The dialect is actually close to Mandarin. Everyone in the live broadcast room has been squatting for a year and a half, and now they all understand it.
So the crowd was excited and wanted only one answer -
[Let me ask, will this mugwort tea be sold to me? 】
[Up link, up link, up link]
[Brother Link is getting anxious, have you counted the goods your family has sold this year? 】
【That’s it! Do you still want to monetize your traffic? Money! If you don’t meet the KPIs in the first quarter, what will you do next? 】
Although Zhang Yanping is not very useful, he is still quite reliable in the live broadcast room.
At this moment, the joke has been over and the atmosphere has been overheated. Enough is enough, so he replied:
"Sell, definitely sell. We are all old fans who have been chasing after these good things. No matter what, we will never forget these good things."
"Just because this is the goods that others have reserved in advance, we try our best to Go and pick more. But the production is limited, and there may not be much on the shelves if you prioritize quality.”
“Everyone buys what you need. If you don’t like it, don’t force yourself.”
As soon as I said this, everyone in the live broadcast room was moved to tears for some reason.
【Brother, you can be considered a human being! 】
There are also those who are more sober and go straight to the core——
[So the quantity is small, so you have to rely on grabbing, right? 】
【This is an inexperienced question. In this live broadcast room, even if there is a lot of volume, you have to rely on grabbing. 】
【Did you not buy last year’s Houttuynia cordata tea and tea egg marinated packets? That’s not a small amount, and it still made me bleed]
[Think about last year’s tea seed oil hand mask, right? The welfare fund is limited to one purchase per person, which is more than 100,000 copies. Let me see who can easily buy it without grabbing it? 】
[You have many words and you are right. 】
【I squeezed my head out and grabbed the hand mask based on my strength! 】
【That’s it! There are so many big men in the live broadcast room who are more aggressive than me.]
After saying this, everyone immediately cheered up and looked at everyone who posted the barrage. These are all their competitors. Got it!
As for whether Houttuynia cordata tea and mugwort tea have never been drunk before/are not used to them...
Laughing to death!
Even if you are not used to drinking, you can still make a lot of money by selling it. You would be stupid not to rob it!
During the chat, the rice noodles and stir-fried diced pork with mugwort sprouts had been reconciled. At this moment, the seventh cousin and Qiao Qiao started working together and quickly kneaded them into round noodle cakes and pasted them evenly. In the pot.
Zhang Yanping took a deep breath and watched his seventh cousin and Qiao Qiao cracking eggs with one hand in unison and skillfully. Then he looked at the increasing number of egg yolks in the basin and couldn't help but suggest:
“Let’s pickle more salted duck eggs this year. They taste great with white porridge!”
Update two, good night.