Song Tan Jishi

【Suction slip】

[I won't tell whose saliva it is]

【This melon is so sensible, it’s here to repay your kindness】

【It moved me to tears from the corner of my mouth...】

That is to say, on this hot day, who wouldn't want to have a bite of watermelon?

At this moment, Seventh Cousin excitedly stuffed half of the watermelon into Qiao Qiao's hands: "Come on, break it up, let's see if this melon is sweet or not?"

hateful!

There was envy in the live broadcast room.

Qiao Qiao's hand was stuffed with half of the uneven watermelon. At this moment, he was at a loss for a moment, and saw Seventh Cousin skillfully supporting the side of the watermelon with one hand, and making a fist with the other hand, and slapped the watermelon with a "bang". smash!

"Crack."

The perfectly ripe red-fleshed watermelon cracked a few more times, and then he broke it off with his big hands without hesitation, and casually stuffed it to Song Tan, Zhang Yanping and others beside him.

Qiao Qiao opened his mouth wide to look at Seventh Cousin, and then at the melon in his hand, he has learned it now!

He also clenched his fist and smashed the melon rind in his hand!

"boom!"

I didn't hear the cracking sound of this powerful punch, but I saw that the watermelon was dried and rotten, and the broken flesh and skin splashed out, causing Xin Jun, who was waiting, to put on the pain mask. :

"What a waste!"

Only then did Qiaoqiao stare blankly at the melon that was left in his hand, which was getting worse and worse, and then looked at Dawang and Dabai who were poking around, and in a flash he said confidently:

"No waste! The king and Dabai on the ground will eat it."

...

In the past, no matter whether it was a dog or a goose, everyone in the live broadcast room would be full of enthusiasm.

But now, even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here, nothing can compare to the ball of watermelon in his hand!

Xin Jun took over the smashed watermelon, and then tried his best to break it, so that everyone could have a share.

What was left in his hand was a piece of watermelon no bigger than the palm of his hand.

The emerald green sweet white thin melon rind, the crunchy red flesh like a precious gemstone, and the sensible nature of this seedless watermelon made him eagerly open his mouth wide, and stuffed it all into his mouth in one gulp!

The cheeks were swollen, but before the mouth had time to chew, the rich and sweet juice flowed into the throat in an instant.

Even though the melon is a little warm from the sun, it still feels refreshing and sweet after entering the mouth.

Looking at everyone again, Qiqi is in a state of intoxication——

"Delicious!"

Jojo said vaguely.

Song Tan also tasted it carefully, and then his eyes lit up:

"It's really good."

She turned her head and asked Zhang Wang's family who was eating with their eyes closed: "Uncle Zhang, are there a lot of ripe watermelons in this field?"

Zhang Wang's family nodded excitedly: "There are many! I saw this piece of zucchini this morning, and most of it is ripe!"

"There are also those big melons, which are getting old and fat now, and I think they will be able to eat them soon."

"It's just that it's too hot today. If the melons are left to dry in the field, if there is a heavy rain, I'm afraid they will explode. I have to sell them quickly."

As soon as this was said, the drooling crowd in the live broadcast room was like sitting up in shock from a dying illness, and the five-claw barrage kept firing!

【look at me! Anchor look at me! 】

[Where is the anchor? Open a seat, I will drive there now]

[Anchor, I pay for the shipping fee, there is no courier that cannot be delivered! 】

[You just say how much this melon is, can't I buy it? 】

【hateful! The anchor has not yet quoted, and you have already rolled it up first. Aren't you worried about the price increase? 】

【The things in his house are already expensive】

[The anchor looks at me, ah, ah, I'm rich! 】

But at this moment, who still cares about the mobile phone?

Zhang Yanping, who was in charge of the filming, was gnawing on the melon rind extraordinarily delicately and meticulously, with an expression of reluctance to part with a trace of cherishment, and a twinge of regret in the cherishment, as if he was sighing——

When I just ate melon, it was too big!

To be honest, Zhu Bajie must be in this state after eating ginseng fruit.

But in this way, no matter what the bullet screen is posted, no one will control it.

So everyone heard Song Tan's cold-blooded and heartless words as a matter of course:

"These melons are very ripe. I won't sell the first batch online. It's troublesome to package and after-sales——I'll ask if anyone in the city wants it?"

"Brother Yanping, if it's convenient, you can upload the link."

Convenience, what's the inconvenience!

Zhang Yanping grabbed the peach tree leaves and wiped his hands, but took out his phone and clicked:

"I have already edited the things that our family can sell in the background. Do you think my salary is for nothing?"

Although the salary is only 1500, he is too embarrassed to say it in the live broadcast room..."

However, the fisherman really made a lot of money!

And for the sake of earthworms, everyone traveled all over the mountains and fields, and took pictures of everything they could.

With so many materials, isn’t it just a matter of moving your fingers to put them on the shelves?

At this moment, click on the button to confirm the release, and the new product will immediately appear in the applet.

Song Tan just happened to go to the group to yell——

[This year's first batch of watermelons, to give back to customers, only costs 20 yuan a catty! At 5:00 p.m., pick up the goods from the riverside vegetable market, and leave as soon as they are sold out! Direct mini-program purchases required. 】

Good guy, when the news was posted, Lao Zhao was the first one to respond!

[I first! Give me 10! 】

After responding, he sent a message to Song Tan with heartache: "Tell me if you have watermelons! I can drive there now. Can't I give you as much as you have at this price?"

He is very happy to open a small shop, but every day he has to accept complaints from customers that the goods are not enough, and he is under great psychological pressure.

Now that Song Tan has new products, he doesn't even call himself a small shop. Doesn't this make his already shabby store worse?

Facing Lao Zhao, Song Tan also spoke truthfully:

"This watermelon is already expensive, and I can't give you more. It doesn't make money. So I didn't plan to put it in your store."

Any melon would have to weigh three to five catties, one hundred and ten yuan a piece, which is not cheap even now.

Moreover, this melon is not as big as a football, and it tastes so good that a girl can eat it after buying it. The whole family wants to get together to have a good time, why not prepare three or five?

Then go to Lao Zhao's shop to transfer hands?

Why bother.

At this moment, people in the backstage have started to place orders one after another. Song Tan stared at the quantity displayed above, and waved his hand at this moment:

"Pick a few more watermelons, let's go home and have a good time! After eating, the sun will not be so bright in the afternoon, so we will pick melons together, and I will take them to the city."

Everyone felt that one mouthful was not enough, and now they hurriedly wandered around the melon field with the newly learned and enthusiastic melon selection skills.

Netizens in the forgotten live broadcast room:  …

[It's numb, have I been forgotten again? 】

[20 yuan a catty, it's not like I can't afford it! (Hoarse!)]

[Anchor, look at me]

[Anchor, you have changed, you don’t take me seriously now]

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