Song Tan Jishi

Speaking of the Internet celebrities of the Lao Song family today, apart from Big Bear, who attracted attention at the beginning, it is the backbone Qiao Qiao.

But the King has also appeared many times. At least none of the netizens who can come to the pig-killing feast don't know about it.

Especially Ding Ning, who was about to sign the contract, was still muttering to two colleagues at this moment: "It's not enough to just set up a grass-roots team at home, and we can't maximize traffic - feeding pigs is a highlight, and pet bloggers are also a highlight. "

Colleagues also agreed: "Yes, a dog as big as the king is a special breed. It is really rare in China, so it should have a separate number."

"They also have a goose, and its fighting ability is amazing - all these pet materials are gathered into one account, and they can attract fans very quickly."

The three people at the back of the team were mumbling something serious, and it was hard to tell that they had been stunned by Lu Chuan's request before.

Song Tan silently followed the team. When she heard this, she couldn't help but "tsk" when she heard this: "Who can be patient and earn that traffic?"

Lu Chuan nodded, but he was quite sure of the few people: "If this proposal is for professional bloggers, it is actually quite good. It will attract traffic, fan stickiness, and diversification..."

It's a pity that I met Song Tan's family.

It's like a top student who knows everything from astronomy to geography, and can pick up a subset of physics, mathematics, classics, and history at his fingertips. But in the end, the other party didn’t learn anything and turned to study art.

This is really a punch on cotton!

But Song Tan looked at him curiously: "You know a lot, don't you?"

Qin Yun and He Kuang sighed nearby: "What a fool... We who make up stories have to know a little bit about everything, and we are particularly good at talking on paper."

"Don't look at Chuan'er's talk, but if you really let him become an internet celebrity blogger, he won't be able to do anything about it."

The two bad friends tried their best to hold him back, but Lu Chuan said calmly: "If I don't write a book, it would be quite interesting for me to be a food blogger."

Then Youyou sighed, feeling very regretful: "It's a pity. It's not easy to make tens of millions a year as a food blogger."

Oops!

This was the first time he talked about his income. Song Tan was quite curious: "How much money do you make?"

Lu Chuan nodded: "I can still make up stories."

He was truly humble when he was humble, but he never lacked confidence and a sense of deservingness. This is actually a quite rare quality, at least it suits Song Tan's taste.

"Not bad!" She praised: "I also think you are quite capable."

Qin Yun was about to die of soreness: "Huh! Don't be complacent. Thirty years from Hedong to thirty years from Hexi, I will designate a hit."

What's more, after listening silently for a long time, I only said one sentence at this moment: "Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, and then you will have your sixtieth birthday - right? You are still working after you are 60?!"

Qin Yun silently clenched the chestnut in his hand.

Damn it! Why does the manifestation of his friendship look like this!

…

A few people in the back were muttering, but it did not affect the happiness of everyone in the front.

Zhu Xin, the gossip, had eaten and drank enough to digest, and now he was back to his peak state: "Ah, there is a long row of small sheds in front of it, are they built as beehives? Will there be honey to sell next year?"

He was very good at starting the conversation, and everyone was discussing it enthusiastically because of how hard it was to buy the honey and how good it tasted.

The final accusing look looked back——

Song Tan was listening to Lu Chuan's speech. It seemed like Honey couldn't get into the atmosphere.

Everyone turned back silently and looked at the pig pen blocked by the fence in front, and couldn't help but salivate again——

"No wonder this pork is so delicious! Look at the huge area in the back. This pig gets a lot of exercise every day."

"You've already killed five pigs, why don't you sell something when you leave? Can't I just ask for a pig's trotter?"

"What are you thinking about? When have you ever bought something that the anchor said was not for sale?"

"Honestly, five pigs are not much... Apart from other things, if Teacher Qiaoqiao's family concentrates on breeding, they will be the richest man in their city in a few years, right? Anyway, I have to buy them to save money."

"When you hear this, it's just a fantasy. You've never fed pigs, have you? Do you know what [a wealth of wealth does not count]?"

"There's no need to do breeding, right? The risk is too great. Didn't I have some noodles for my chickpea? It's so safe to grow this!"

"What? You actually grabbed the hawkbill peach! Damn it, I didn't even grab it!"

"Speaking of this hawkbill peach, I thought 88 per pound was too expensive at the time. But later when I went to the supermarket, I found that people were grabbing 288/4 peaches..."

"That's right! Sometimes if you don't come across something good, you won't realize there are so many rich people around you!"

"I want to eat the strawberry for lunch... Will strawberries be sold next year? Spring and summer are the seasons, right?"

Everyone was talking a lot, and the more they talked, the more they became more and more greedy. They just wished that the old Song family could transform into game farmers and have a bumper harvest of all species with one click.

It's a pity. After discussing with everyone here today, everyone knows that their cultivation and breeding are not purely for profit.

I can only say what I want to eat, bring in a variety of food, and take out the extra food.

What a seller’s market!

Just as he was talking, he saw a huge figure jumping in the forest in front of him, and then quickly walked towards the crowd.

Oops!

Wu Jing, the firefighters who were walking in front, immediately tensed up.

After all, the king has a really big physique, and because he eats well, he is smooth and full of energy, and his big eyes are particularly serious when he looks at people.

Even though they had always raised large dogs before, there was still a gap between big and small.

Now this big dog with a body like a tiger is walking slowly, why doesn't it make people nervous?

But after watching it for a while, it seemed that the end of the red scarf on the king's chest was tied with a knot and barely fluttering around it, and everyone slowly slowed down their movements:

"It's okay, it has no intention of attacking."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? His owner is right behind him - the temperament of large dogs is generally relatively stable."

Of course, it's only relative. If there is no good education, once it gets violent, the owner will not be able to hold it back.

"I don't know if it's an illusion, but I feel like the king is older than when he was brought to our team in the summer."

"That's right, it was barely squeezed into the back seat of the car at that time, but it may not be able to be squeezed out now."

Zhu Xin, however, looked left and right and reluctantly explained: "It must be an optical illusion. It's a dog. When the weather is cold, the hair will grow longer, making it look like the whole dog swells."

But it was already so big anyway, and it didn’t make much difference whether it was one circle larger or two circles larger. Everyone just marveled:

"It's so handsome. This dog is so powerful. I can't imagine how happy I will be if I can raise such a dog in the future."

"Hmm... I guess it's just that my pension is not enough to feed the dogs."

Everyone looked at the giant Kangal dog that had walked up to them, and couldn't help but fell silent at this moment.