Song Tan Jishi

But everyone in the live broadcast room did not understand Lao Zhao's grievances.

Instead, the barrage exploded instantly: [You still have Tao Zi! ! 】

【that is! Why do you still have peaches? ! 】

[You can actually still have peaches? ! 】

[I burst into tears. I was about to place an order at that time. The anchor said that someone else had rounded it up and took it off the shelves...]

[Stop talking, I thought 88 a pound was expensive, but later I saw it in the supermarket, and there were only four of 288]

[Fellow fellow in front of me, I didn’t even get it in the supermarket, and I still can’t even dream of what that peach tastes like]

Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, didn't care about that much: "Stop talking about this, just ask if these five hundred pounds can be freed up?"

She came up with an idea: "Ge Fen, please don't let us drop it on the ground during our first live broadcast. When harvesting cabbage in winter, Song Tan and I will fight for it. Let's gain 500 kilograms... What do you think?"

"Really? You can make the decision?" Old Zhao was doubtful.

"It's true!" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu promised, patting his chest: "I call Grandpa Song Tan my grandpa, and the people who light cigarettes and pour wine are all from the same family, so it will definitely work!"

"Besides, aren't you a vegetable seller? It's easy to get sidetracked when selling kudzu, but cabbage is more suitable for the occasion."

The two fought for a while in front of everyone in the live broadcast room, and finally successfully negotiated for 400 kilograms of arrowroot powder.

Tian Tian was watching the barrage closely, and was surprised to find that the number of fans was increasing instead of decreasing!

This was no longer due to Qiao Qiao, it was clearly brought about by their live broadcast, so I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

And here, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu also came to his senses: "Let's go back to the yard and connect everyone!"

"Four hundred copies!"

She looked proudly at the live broadcast room: "Thank you everyone for your support! We will package it together as soon as it is broadcast and try to send it all out within 48 hours!"

…

Qiaoqiao had just returned to the house and sat down. The chestnuts on the stove were just ripe when she heard the familiar buzz of a tricycle.

After a while, Party Secretary Xiaozhu suddenly opened the door and came in:

"Oh my God, I'm freezing to death! Auntie, give me a pair of your leather cotton pants, and give me a pair of your down jacket. I'll transfer money to Song Tan later."

As he spoke, he quickly rubbed his hands against the stove.

"Uncle Zhang also chose a good place when he built his house. I didn't feel it in summer. This winter, the little north wind blows so hard that my face almost gets chapped..."

Not to mention the woolen pants on my legs, I don’t care about anything!

Wulan laughed loudly: "I told you that you are well-dressed. It would be such a waste to pack your things and bury Tai in the countryside... What does it cost? I already have plenty, and you are also thin. I will pick out a fresh one for you later." of."

After thinking about it, I originally wanted to say that I have a worn-out cotton-padded jacket at home, so I would just wear it when I’m not working? But think again:

Song Tan packed up all the old clothes and sent them out when she moved to her new home!

"I don't want fresh ones, I don't want fresh ones!" Party Secretary Xiao Zhu refused three times: "For work, only those that can withstand dirt will be fine."

"That's okay." I originally had a bright red one that I was ready to see if I could wear.

Qiao Qiao looked at her, put the chestnuts she had just picked up into her pocket, and ran into the house to take out another jar of camellia oil hand cream.

The heating in the room was turned on, and the hand cream seemed to be in a light milky yellow, semi-solidified state, and was oily.

"Sister Party Secretary, use this to wipe your face and hands. It will save you frostbite."

Grandma Tang on the side looked brightly: What a big jar!

Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, didn't mind it either. He reached out and dug out a big lump, then rubbed his palms together on his face, and then rubbed the rest with his hands vigorously.

Ulan came over with the clothes and wondered: "Gang Yanping said you were broadcasting live, but now it's broadcast to Tian Tian?"

The internet speed in the fire-warming room is not good, and Yan Ping keeps losing when playing games, and finally goes back to the living room, so now there are only a few people warming up by the fire.

Speaking of this, Party Secretary Xiao Zhu could not help but feel distressed and proud at the same time:

"Oops! Don't mention it! Thanks to the huge potential of fans attracted by Qiaoqiao, as soon as we put it on the shelves, it was all sold out in the blink of an eye!"

"It didn't feel like more than a second. We thought the backstage was broken, or Zhang Yanping was watching the live broadcast and calling to remind us."

Party Secretary Xiao Zhu was very happy and spoke in a particularly stately manner: "Didn't Lao Zhao just come today? I discussed with her to let him weigh 400 kilograms for us, but there was still a lot of crying in the live broadcast room, and no one was trying to grab it! "

Oops, doing live broadcasting by yourself is quite promising! There is one more track in life.

"It's just a bit awkward... Tian Tian and I think that we are new anchors, so we actually plan to sell 500 copies in a while."

Xiao Zhu, Party Secretary, really didn’t expect that now everyone spends money online without thinking about it.

This time the sales volume was not enough, which was really aggrieved. They had done their homework seriously.

"After all, we have also seen those big internet celebrities with millions of fans attract newcomers to the studio, and the sales are really not that good."

"Furthermore, in Taotaobao, they are photographing both farmers and mountains. The price of kudzu powder is only over 50 kilograms. We at 88... are purely confident in the quality, and at the same time, we hope that the fans attracted by it will have some trust. Spend."

But now it's good, even before the platform has had time to attract traffic, it was sold out in an instant. Seeing that so many people didn't get it, I felt bad.

However, there was nothing we could do about it. There was only so much kudzu powder to squeeze in. Xiao Zhu, the branch secretary, sighed and put the matter aside for the time being.

The oil on her hands couldn't be absorbed for a while. She had something on her mind, so she rubbed it slowly: "I'll change my clothes later and have to help pack. 900 express orders, but I have to pack them all day today - Xiao When will Zhang come?"

"I don't know," Wu Lan replied to her: "It's getting cold, so there's Double Eleven and there's Double Twelve right away. I heard there are a lot of express delivery, so I guess it will arrive later."

On the mountain, Tian Tian once again helped the Zhang Wang family settle accounts:

"The online store sold 900 orders, with Boss Zhao selling 600 kilograms and Boss Chang selling 1,000 kilograms. Both of these wholesalers paid immediately. For those online, it is estimated that you have to wait a week and a half for confirmation of receipt. "

In addition to the money from selling kudzu and kudzu worms before... Tian Tian reported the number several times and it was always 200,000!

Although you still have to pay some courier fees and packaging, but...but that's still 200,000!

The Zhang Wang family's total wealth in this life is less than 90,000 yuan! This also includes the 50,000 the old lady has saved throughout her life, and the other 20,000 is the salary given by Song Tan...

Even though he was already excited, he was still grinning from ear to ear.

But Lao Zhao was puzzled: "This kudzu powder makes so much money, why don't you keep planting it? Isn't this better than working part-time?"

Zhang Wang's family glanced at him: "Boss, you know how to do business, but I don't. I used to dig up my own kudzu and work hard for a year to sell just that..."

But now that there is no food grown in the fields, we have to buy everything we eat. The children are also betting that the money will make them poor, and they will not have much left over at the end of the year.

Update 1, another early day!