Live Broadcast: My Leisure Country Life

"Ah Tian, ​​do you want to take a break?"

Liu Xi's mood at the moment is a little embarrassing and a little guilty, because Chen Tian just came to help, but he cut most of the wheat in his family's wheat field, and Chen Tian did it all by himself until the end.

Xiao Liuxiang was already sitting on the haystack and gasping for breath. He was not holding the wheat as fast as Chen Tian was cutting it. In the end, his grandfather Liu Xi also joined in, so he could barely keep up with Chen Tian's cutting speed.

"It's alright, uncle, I'm not tired." Chen Tian wiped the sweat on his forehead and smiled, with the improvement of his physical fitness, this farm work is nothing in Chen Tian's eyes.

"Okay, if you're tired, take a break." Liu Xi smiled at Chen Tian, ​​then turned to stare at Liu Xi, who was still resting on the haystack, "Bunny, you're still resting, you can't get up to work."

"Grandpa, I'm itchy." Liu Xiang said with an aggrieved face, scratching his body vigorously. There were small red spots on the surface of his body, which was stimulated by Maimang.

"Go back to take a bath after work and it won't itch." Liu Xi glared, the outsiders he invited were busy, but his grandson was lazy, which made him feel very shameless.

Seeing this, Chen Tian put down his sickle and came to the haystack, beckoning to Liu Xiang, "Xiangzi, come here, uncle will paint you something good."

While scratching his little hand, Liu Xiang came to Chen Tian and sat down. Chen Tian took out the white paste from his pocket and smeared it on Liu Xiang's reddish skin.

As soon as those ointments were applied, Liu Xiang felt a coldness coming from his body, which was very comfortable. Not only was his body no longer itchy, but there was a hint of forgiveness in the place where it had been applied, as if he was blocking the sun.

"Uncle, what is this, it's so comfortable~"

"Itchy."

Chen Tian smiled and touched Liu Xiang's small head. He saw that where Liu Xiang had been smeared, the red spots gradually subsided, and the skin became fairer, and the effect was remarkable.

"I'll go, the effect is too great! The red dots disappeared so quickly."

"Kneel and beg the ointment brand in the anchor's hands~!"

"Wow, my skin turns white when I put it on."

"Anchor, what kind of medicine is this, where did you buy it, please let me know, please bring the goods!"

......

The live broadcast room was very lively. After seeing the magical effect of the white ointment, they all inquired about the brand of the ointment in Chen Tian's hands.

However, the white cream box in Chen Tian's hands did not have any labels on it, and things purchased in the system mall would not have any labels.

"Okay, let's go to work." Chen Tian patted Xiao Liuxiang on the shoulder.

"Hey, thank you uncle."

Xiao Liuxiang is very polite. Now his body is not itchy, and he still feels a little cool, which makes him work more energetically, and runs back and forth with the wheat in his arms.

Chen Tian smiled, put away the white paste, took out a few sips of spiritual water, and also got up and walked towards the wheat field.

Now that most of the wheat fields have been cut, they will be able to harvest them completely after working for a while. Chen Tian will try to finish the work before lunch, so that there is no need to come again in the afternoon.

......

When Chen Tian was busy harvesting wheat, Xishui Village was very lively.

The villagers are scrambling to spread the good news. There are two big bosses in the city. They have a hobby of collecting "junk". As long as there are items in the house, he will collect them, and the prices are not cheap.

Just now, a mill in Chen Liang's house was purchased for 8,000 yuan. As soon as the news spread, the villagers immediately became excited and came to watch the fun. Some villagers even dragged the two big men from the city. The boss went to his house to see "junk".

"Boss, you can see that my grinding disc is about the same size as that of Chen Liang's family, and it is better preserved. It has no missing corners, but it was handed down from my grandfather."

At this time, in Aunt Zhang's house in the east of the village, Aunt Zhang was pulling a man in sunglasses and enthusiastically introducing her family's "heirlooms".

"Auntie, we have a grinding wheel, so we don't need other grinding wheels."

The man in sunglasses looked at the brand-new grinding plate in front of him, and the corners of his eyes twitched. It was passed down by her grandfather, and it was clearly just produced. It was good for 5 years.

The man with sunglasses is Hou Dou. He came to the village the next day after discovering the best jade of the Song Dynasty in Chen Tian’s live broadcast room yesterday.

The reason why he didn't find Chen Tian directly was because Hou Dou understood that if Chen Tian knew that he had traveled thousands of miles to acquire the jade, it would easily make Chen Tian aware of the value of the jade, thereby increasing the risk of the acquisition.

So, there is the current scene, when Chen Tian didn't go home, Hou Dou went from house to house to collect "junk", acting as if he inadvertently passed by Xishui Village to collect antiques.

Otherwise, with Hou Dou's eyes, he would not despise these "rubbish".

But in order to make a show, Hou Dou still accepted some worthless things as a pretense. For example, in order to exchange money, a villager brought a night pot that his grandfather was still using.

"This guy, his physical strength is really exhausted, and he is still cutting."

After coming out of his parents' house, Hou Dou secretly glanced at his mobile phone, the above was Chen Tian's live broadcast, and above Chen Tian had almost finished cutting the wheat.

"Brother, are we still going to the next house?" The muscular man who followed behind asked. His name was Hou Zhuang. He was Hou Dou's cousin. He had strong muscles and looked very powerful. The grinding disc was pushed to the entrance of the village by himself.

"It's almost time, let's go, let's go to the next one first, I'll go... Keep that chamber pot away from me."

Seeing Hou Dou jumping away, Hou Zhuang scratched his head, looked at the chamber pot he just put away, and smiled awkwardly. *

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