Chapter 1293 1293 Really Poor or Fake Poor [Many Barrages]
Chapter 1293 1293. Real poverty and fake poverty [Many barrages]
Finally, the job of pounding mugwort and white wormwood was handed over to Qiaoqiao.
There was nothing he could do, so Zhang Yanping started sweating after humming and pounding for a few times. Song Tan was afraid that his sweat would drip into the stone mortar and he would be disgusted.
Qiao Qiao happened to come downstairs after class and immediately volunteered: "I'll do it, I'll do it! I want to do it!"
He really wanted to do it.
Not only does it work, but it also broadcasts live, and has a complete work philosophy: "I haven't been given any work recently, and the children haven't learned new knowledge for a long time."
"I just happened to teach them how to make mugwort steamed buns. It will be Qingming Festival at the beginning of next month, so the children can't live without something to eat!"
This is what I said...
If there is food during Qingming Festival, is it still your child? I'm afraid he's not an old friend from underground, right?
But as a child, children's words are unbridled. So he smiled and let go: "I know our family can't survive without Qiao Qiao. Come on, you go ahead and I'll help you keep an eye on the live broadcast room."
As he spoke, he looked around at everyone, his eyes filled with big words——
look! Just say I have a serious job.
However, Qiao Qiao gave him a strange look: "Brother Yan Ping, don't imitate your sister in coaxing the king. Your coaxing is not as good as hers."
Zhang Yanping: ...I don’t need to open my mouth!
He depressedly switched accounts, set up the stand, and gave the live broadcast room a loud title——
【Come in and eat grass】
Lu Chuan subconsciously came over to take a look, then looked at the crowd of viewers pouring into the live broadcast room, and couldn't help but fall silent at this moment.
Song Tan, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously. Zhang Yanping's name was so wild and unconstrained, but the audience liked it anyway, so just eat grass! Why aren’t white mugwort and mugwort grasses?
Looking at the barrage again, it turned out to be prosperous and in a trance.
[I sat up in shock while dying of illness. The number one person was actually myself! 】
【Eating grass? What kind of grass do you eat? Grass for sale? Oh, I can’t afford it even if I sell it, because I’m really eating grass]
[It’s the end of the month, and what I eat is obviously much more high-end than the anchors, it’s seaweed]
[The one in front of you is not eating hot and sour kelp with rice, right? How do you know this is the meal I brought? ! 】
[If my prediction is good, the hot and sour kelp is the same style sold in the canteen, and it costs one yuan a pack]
Zhang Yanping was shocked!
what happened? It’s only been a few days since there was a live broadcast, and all the people in the live broadcast room are clamoring to be put on the shelves and to grab goods, why are their lives like this? !
That being the case——
"Qiaoqiao, your children seem to have no money. In the next two days, why don't you sell the mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata tea online first?"
"Ah?" Qiao Qiao became obviously nervous: "Are you all poor? Well, if the children want to save money and not spend it randomly, let's give it to the family members of brother Xiao Zhu's sister..."
Barrage:【? ? ? ! ! ! 】
[Who are the thieves who ruined my affairs? ! 】
[Damn it, you are so poor, what does it have to do with us? Why not sell it! 】
[Ah ah ah ah, I’m not poor. My salary has just been paid and I haven’t spent it yet. Give me a chance! 】
[Mugwort tea and Houttuynia cordata tea? I don’t like them either, but I like buying them! 】
[Qiaoqiao look at me! Look at me! I have money! I'm really rich! 】
【? ? ? What the hell? Has eating grass turned into a pyramid scheme? Why are you still asking for money? 】
The doubts of the new fans were drowned in the overlapping barrage, and then a colorful special effect appeared in the barrage offering a reward of 1,000 yuan, followed by a miserable sentence:
[I’m just telling you that I’m eating hot and sour kelp, but it’s just because I’m greedy! I have money! Anchor, please don’t sell it! 】
Then there was a row of reward messages, but the amount was not large, one yuan, five yuan, ten yuan. But when you click on the avatar, you see, aren't these the ones who just spoke without money?
Looking at the reward amount, it is indeed not much money, but——
[It’s my business that I’m poor. If you don’t sell goods, it’s our business! 】
[You sell it. If you don’t sell it, how do you know whether I am really poor or pretending to be poor? 】
[Which of you believes that I save a sum of money for Qiaoqiao’s goods every month? 】
[I don’t believe that these people are really poor. They can make money by selling goods at a higher price after robbing them]
【Laughing to death! Is it just a scalper here? Strongly condemned, but scalpers add me! 】
Zhang Yanping: ...I don’t need to watch the barrage!
Sure enough, you still have to learn from Qiao Qiao. If you don’t watch it at all, you won’t be worried.
No, people are already groaning and holding the hammer, pounding it into the stone mortar!
The first thing to smash was the washed Artemisia annua. Because Lu Chuan was very careful when picking it, he only got rid of some miscellaneous leaf dust after picking it for a long time.
The tender branches and leaves were hammered hard, and soon they were dyed a deep spicy green color in the stone mortar.
This kind of regular labor is what Qiaoqiao likes very much. He is very strong and will hit harder and harder every time. Everyone in the live broadcast room only saw that the tender branches and leaves in the stone mortar easily turned into a ball of spicy green soft leaves with juice, and they couldn't help but sigh:
[This is really eating grass. 】
【Laughing to death! Our gangster brother never falsifies his name]
[I love eating grass—but how do I eat this grass? 】
Finally someone got to the point!
Zhang Yanping perked up: "How do you eat this grass? It's easy! Just mix it with the noodles later and stick it on the pancake..."
"Go, go, go!" The seventh cousin had just mixed the stuffing. How could he tolerate his cooking skills being humiliated like this! He glared at Zhang Yanping, then turned to look at Qiao Qiao:
"Qiaoqiao, tell me how to do this?"
Qiao Qiao was helpless: "Seventh cousin, stop making trouble! Teacher Xin said that educating children requires combining theory with practice. They won't learn even if I tell them now."
[Great! The anchor thinks highly of me. Even if he tells me later, I won't be able to learn it.]
[This cooking expert is ready to try! I know how to do this question!]
[Will you assign homework this time? If you do your homework well, can you earn red flowers to exchange for this pancake?]
[Same question! I really know how to make this mugwort bun!]
[No, everyone is drooling over the live broadcast, how come you are so versatile?]
Zhang Yanping looked at the barrage - he had vowed not to watch it. But if he didn't watch it, wouldn't he seem idle again? He had to concentrate a little.
At this moment, he asked, "Qiao Qiao, can your child leave this homework for red flowers? I looked at the homework group and found that many people have almost accumulated enough red flowers."
Three red flowers and a portion of food are completely unnecessary expenses for the old Song family, but for Qiao Qiao, it is a successful case of his role model!
At this moment, he nodded: "Yes!"
And Zhang Yanping explained: "Let me make it clear in advance that this mugwort bun and mugwort cake are not made from mugwort and mugwort from our own fields."
"Although it tastes good, it is limited in how good it tastes."
"However, the eggs, leeks, fat, and pork dregs in it are all from our family!"
"So...if you want to taste the taste of our pork, you have to work harder this time! Mugwort bun, mugwort cake...I'll teach you a few today. If you make a few, you can get a few red flowers."
When the time comes, these cakes will be like rice noodles, sealed in a vacuum bag, and shipped by ice.
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