Live broadcast: My leisurely country life

Early the next morning.

Xishui Village, which had been quiet for a day, gradually woke up, and the early morning mist shrouded the mountains, adding a mystery to the mountains and forests.

"Snack goods, if you steal any more food, you won't have any seeds. "

Staying in the backyard, Chen Tian was wearing a big pants and a white vest on his upper body, tending to the land, and the underground white rabbit helped to plant small red fruits in the soil.

These little red fruits were purchased by Chen Tian in the system mall, and they tasted very delicious, but the price was a little expensive.

Chen Tian thought about whether he could bury those fruits in the system mall, whether he could directly plant fruit trees, and when the fruit was fruited, he didn't need to go to the system mall to buy them.

"Goo~"

The little white rabbit swallowed his saliva, reluctantly buried half of the red fruit in his hand into the soil, as if saying goodbye to cover the soil, finished, collapsed on it and stomped on his feet, stepping on it.

"Look at the little rabbit's reluctant look so cute. "

"What a cute little white rabbit, I want to raise rabbits when I see it. "

"Anchor, your little white rabbit is too smart, and he will help grow fruits. "

......

Just yesterday's one-day live broadcast of the competition, Chen Tian's fan attention has increased by 800,000! Chen Tian has now had 2.6 million followers!

Many of these new spectators were paid attention to from Zhao Dong and Xiao Xuanxuan during yesterday's competition.

For these people, as long as they don't mistreat on the barrage, Chen Tian is still very welcome, and the good ones can provide prestige, and they can't lose!

After burying the fruit in his hand, Chen Tian kicked the little white rabbit, "Okay, snack goods, go water." "

"Goo~"

The little white rabbit jumped back into its burrow, and when it came out again, it carried a shower in his hand, which was filled with spiritual water.

In the cave of the little white rabbit, the internal space is actually extremely large, and there are ten buckets of spiritual water stored in it, which are used to water vegetables and purple bamboo forests, and Chen Tian will continue to replenish if it is not enough.

Watching the little white rabbit water the fruit field little by little, Chen Tian left with his hands behind his back and handed over the fruit field to the little white rabbit to take care of, he was still very relieved, this snack has always been serious about his food.

When I came to the front yard, my grandfather was cleaning up the sawdust on the ground in the yard, and those sawdust were all leftovers left by Chen Tian after he used Huanghuali to make furniture yesterday.

After the grandfather's scraps were piled up, they were thrown into the stove as firewood.

"Grandpa, don't..." Chen Tian was about to stop him, but Grandpa had already burned all the wood as a vegetable fire.

"What's wrong?" said Grandpa, looking back and wondering as he threw rosewood into the fire.

"No... It's nothing. "

Chen Tian stroked his forehead a little helplessly, he never told his grandparents that the wood used to make furniture at home was a precious and superb huanghuali, and they always thought that these woods were no different from those ordinary woods on the mountain.

If grandpa knew that the little rosewood he just burned could be worth tens of thousands, I don't know how he would feel.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned when they saw this scene, it was a pound of wood that cost 3,000 oceans of Huanghuali!

"I'll go! Huanghuali wood burned ?!! firewood."

"it, grandpa! Stop! This is Huanghuali!

"God, it turns out that the anchor's prodigal behavior was learned from his grandfather!"

"Don't, grandpa, stop, if your family is short of firewood, tell me! I'll pull a cart for you, please put down the Huanghuali in your hand!"

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There was a boiling on the barrage, and when they saw Huanghuali thrown into the fire, everyone was distressed.

Chen Tian didn't feel much, these leftovers couldn't be made into furniture anymore, he originally planned to use them to make some small crafts when he had leisure time and give back to the fans.

Now it seems that there is no need, grandpa has already used them as firewood......

A meal of noodles in the morning is extremely expensive, isn't it, the noodles cooked from Huanghuali that have been burned for tens of thousands of yuan are not expensive, and the audience in the live broadcast room who ate this meal was distressed.

"Buckle up... Buckle buckle ......"

After breakfast, Chen Tian was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks when there was a knock at the door of the courtyard.

"Come on, rhubarb, go open the door. "

When Rhubarb heard Chen Tian's voice, he happily wagged his tail and ran to open the door, but the little squirrel was faster, crawled to the courtyard gate a few times, and opened the courtyard door.

At the door stood an old man with a long beard and white hair, followed by a middle-aged man with a somewhat similar appearance.

"Dad, is this it?, why is there no one?" the middle-aged man looked at the little squirrel squatting in front of him suspiciously.

His name is Feng Zhu'an, and he is the son of the old man in front of him, Feng Baishan, and Feng Baishan is the old painter who contacted Chen Tian last night to buy alpine flowing water paintings.

Feng Baishan also looked at the big yellow dog and a little squirrel who opened the door for them blankly.....

"Is anyone home, please?"

Out of politeness, Feng Baishan did not come in, but greeted him.

Chen Tian was washing dishes in the kitchen, when he heard the sound poking his head out of the door, he looked at Feng Baishan and the others at the gate of the courtyard and shouted: "Come in, sit down first, and wait for me to finish." "

When Feng Lao saw Chen Tian, his eyes lit up, and he obviously recognized Chen Tian, "Okay, little brother is busy first." "

Feng Baishan entered the courtyard and found a chair to sit down, and Feng Zhuan also found a place to sit down, looking left and right at the courtyard.

"Who are these two, the anchor's house is a guest again?"

"It feels familiar. "

"I'll go! That's Professor Feng Baishan, a famous professor of Qinghua Academy of Fine Arts!

"Really, it's fake, Qinghua's professor?!, why is the anchor here?"

"It's not going to be here to buy paintings, is it? The anchor's paintings are so awesome? Even Professor Feng from the Academy of Fine Arts was shocked?!"

"???Could it be that everyone's offer yesterday was real? It turns out that I am the only one who quoted randomly? You are all real tyrants??!"

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Many people in the live broadcast room recognized Feng Baishan's identity, the master of the art world, every painting is not less than one million, and he can't ask for it!

And such a character came to the anchor's house in person, and everyone was excited.

"You are Feng Lao. "

Chen Tian washed the dishes, wiped his hands clean, and came to the courtyard to make a pot of tea for Feng Baishan and others.

"Yes, little brother, I don't know the painting. "

When Feng Baishan saw Chen Tian come out, he couldn't help but get up and wanted to look at the painting, looking very anxious, as if the painting was about to run away a second late.

It's no wonder that Feng Baishan was so excited, when he saw the landscape painting in the live broadcast room last night, he was really shocked.

Chen Tian was not in a hurry, and after taking a sip of tea, he looked at the little squirrel on the side, "Little squirrel, take out the painting." "

Chen Tian's words made Feng Baishan stunned, but he saw the little squirrel jumping into Chen Tian's room a few times, and when he came out again, he had a red rope in his mouth, and a scroll of paintings was tied under the rope.

When Feng Baishan saw this scene, he was amazed, and hurriedly took the painting carefully from the little squirrel, spread it out, and the picture of mountains and flowing water came into view.