Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life In Changbai Mountain

All the furniture in Uncle Dawang’s B&B is made of wood.

However, after so many years of operation, many tables and chairs are somewhat damaged. Uncle Dawang himself can also do carpentry, but his level is average. He can barely do it for his own home, but it is a bit shabby for others to use it. .

He had hired a carpenter to make the furniture for him before. Today he happened to see Chen Nan carrying such a big poplar tree down, and he got interested.

"It's a bit of a waste to use this tree as a table. How about you give me this tree and I'll find another tree for you." Uncle Dawang was still unwilling to give up. His stubborn look made Chen Nan and the audience became helpless.

"Uncle Dawang, I can't drag it. This tree must be used to make a table. If there is any leftover wood, how about I build you a chair?"

Mr. Zhang will be back tomorrow. He cannot give up this poplar tree to Uncle Dawang. He can only give him some benefits and send him away.

Uncle Dawang was still a little unhappy 02, but looking at Chen Nan's expression, he understood that this was his limit.

If you don't agree, there won't even be a chair left.

"Okay, a chair will do, but if you are free later, remember to buy a few more sets of furniture for me, okay?"

"I'll give you the price according to the market price. When your guests come, I'll entertain them for free. How about that?"

Uncle Dawang patted Chen Nan on the shoulder and promised.

The audience in the live broadcast room originally had some opinions on Uncle Dawang and felt that he was a bit pushy.

He knew clearly that this table was going to be used to entertain the old man tomorrow, but he still wanted Chen Nan to give it to him.

But after hearing what he said next, everyone began to admire him.

"Uncle Dawang is quite sensible. When he asked for Brother Nan's things, he knew that he had to give him something in return. If he didn't say anything, he would get it for nothing."

"That's right. Before, I thought Uncle Dawang was stingy and wanted to steal Brother Nan's wood. I was about to scold him, but unexpectedly something happened.

"The people in Brother Nan's village are all of good quality. I have never seen those shameless people until now. The relationship between our neighbors is quite good."

"That's great. I have just started broadcasting now. There may not be too many friends coming to see me. But in the future, I will hold a party, and hundreds or even thousands of people may come. At that time, I will trouble Uncle Dawang. You helped entertain me."

Chen Nan laughed maliciously, scaring Uncle Dawang so much that his eyes widened, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Hundreds...hundreds or thousands?" he screamed. He only promised a few people, and it would be enough to support more than ten people.

There are hundreds of thousands of people. Where can he find so many places for them to live? Not to mention that he can't find them, even if he finds them, what about food and drink?

One person eats for one dollar a day, but for thousands of people it costs one thousand dollars.

Not to mention that one dollar is an impossible level of consumption.

Uncle Dawang's face was full of slump and embarrassment. A sturdy rural man showed an embarrassed expression and pushed Chen Nan's shoulder, which made everyone feel funny.

"Anan, are you kidding me?"

He still held on to a glimmer of hope, thinking that Chen Nan wouldn't play tricks on him like this.

"No, look at the number of people in my live broadcast room. Today is not even the weekend. There are already 300,000 people. I look at the 300,000 people. A thousand people come to a party. That's not casual. thing, right?"

The two words 'right' at the end were said to the audience in the live broadcast room.

Next Uncle Dawang saw it, and the words 'Yes' and 'I'm signing up' were written one after another on the barrage.

Seeing the dense representative opinions, Uncle Dawang swallowed his saliva in fear.

"Is this...there are so many people?"

He was frightened and began to use his brain to figure out how to deal with his previous situation in Haikou.

If his wife knew that he was seeking death and taking such a loss-making job, he probably wouldn't even go home.

Chen Nan smiled evilly and looked at Uncle Dawang's pitiful appearance, 370 minding his own business with his head down and processing the wood.

After a while, Uncle Dawang cautiously approached Chen Nan and consulted with him in a mosquito-like voice.

"Anan, you also know that Uncle Dawang's business is a small one. If you come with a few or a dozen people, Uncle Dawang can help entertain them. But if there are hundreds or thousands, then... . Even if you try to make things difficult for me, I can’t do it."

"Let's discuss it. Just treat what I just said as if I didn't say it. Let's erase it with a blackboard eraser, okay?"

Uncle Dawang's honest and weathered face showed strong hope, hoping that Chen Nan would nod and agree.

That expression was so cute that Chen Nan almost couldn't help laughing.

There are already rows of 'hahahaha' in the live broadcast room.

"Uncle Dawang, let you brag, now you know the pain of mentioning the iron plate, right?"

"Uncle Dawang, it's so miserable. He made a promise casually, but a big pot fell down and his head was almost smashed through."