Chapter 155

This is no joke.

Yao Shu is young; she knows that much.

The size of the audience is the foundation of live-stream sales.

"By the way, Teacher Yao, where is Mr. Ning's live-stream room for sales? How do we find it?"

"Yes, let's all go into his live-stream room to cheer him on and make some noise~"

The older folks in the village use those elderly phones.

But now even elderly phones are advanced; downloading such an APP is still possible.

Yao Shu naturally knew this.

But right now, she didn't want to tell anyone else.

Because the number of online viewers in that live-stream room...

was truly dismal.

The villagers going in again would be of no help. Group 8!? 5"? 76634'4; 2. Free dimensional extraction? Hedgehog pineapple"! See?' group' brief.' intro add' ｑ"' free; accept!: half-price proxy purchase';

Daily updates of a hundred books, free book searches, irregular new releases, not to mention...

And at that time, Mr. Ning would also feel embarrassed.

After all, he was acting out of kindness, wanting to help the village sell goods.

Now, it has come to this.

Sigh...

Yao Shu suddenly felt she owed Mr. Ning an apology.

Just at that moment.

The door to Jiaoshide Sect suddenly opened.

Ning Chen appeared at the doorway.

Everyone turned to look at him.

Yao Shu stepped forward. "Mr. Ning, what's wrong?"

Ning Chen looked at everyone, then at her. His face showed no expression, his tone was as steady as before, yet he said one sentence:

"Something has come up."

108. (9/10) So he turned out to be such a big-name streamer?? (Requesting monthly tickets and self-subscriptions)

The crowd outside Jiaoshide Sect.

Suddenly heard Ning Chen say, "Something has come up!"

Everyone stared at him.

And everyone's hearts went cold the moment he spoke those words.

Yao Shu looked at Ning Chen. "Mr. Ning, w-what happened..."

Ning Chen touched his lips. "To be honest with you, I am also thinking about this problem right now."

Then, Ning Chen glanced at everyone.

"Right now, the number of pre-sold items is one hundred and sixty thousand." He looked at everyone. "What I mean is, do you, and do you, have any extra stock..."

Buzz...

Yao Shu only heard a buzzing sound in her own head.

One hundred, one hundred and sixty thousand.

One hundred and sixty thousand???

"H-how much?" The villagers around stared at Ning Chen.

"One hundred and sixty thousand. Did you not hear what I just said, or what?" Ning Chen looked at them.

Crash—

The villagers suddenly scattered.

The entire area outside Jiaoshide Sect erupted into a frenzy!

"One hundred and sixty thousand!"

"One hundred and sixty thousand pre-orders!"

"Oh my heavens..."

"How long has it been?!"

"Less than ten minutes... seven minutes!"

"Oh my mother! In seven minutes he sold us one hundred and sixty thousand!!"

The old party secretary swayed twice.

Trembling, he sat directly on the ground.

A nearby villager hurried over to support him.

The old party secretary waved his hands repeatedly. "I want to be quiet, don't support me, I want to be quiet."

Many villagers jumped up right on the spot.

Outside Jiaoshide Sect, it had already fallen into a carnival!

"Not enough shipment volume?! Enough, enough!"

"Auntie Liu, what are you still standing there for?! Get all your family's stock out!"

"Hurry and calculate! Garlic preserved in vinegar! Dried small fish! Loach meat! Free-range eggs! Hurry and calculate! Calculate if we can gather one hundred and sixty thousand right now!"

"How is it possible to gather one hundred and sixty thousand?! The whole village combined isn't enough for one hundred and sixty thousand!"

"Too terrifying..."

"So this is a live-streamed sales pitch? This is too..."

"My old mother!"

"..."

Hearing the villagers shouting excitedly.

Did Ning Chen frowned.

"You all—"

Hearing Did Ning Chen speak, the villagers, their faces flushed with excitement one by one, turned toward him.

"You all—might have misunderstood my meaning..."

Everyone looked at him.

Did Ning Chen raised his hand and touched his chin.

"I mean—the item I just started pre-selling is the first product."

"Dried small fish have already reached a pre-sale volume of one hundred and sixty thousand."

Everyone froze.

One hundred and sixty thousand...

Just, the pre-sale volume of this one product, dried small fish?

They had thought it was the total pre-sale volume of all products!

Just, the dried small fish?!

The old party secretary, sitting on the ground, twitched at the corner of his eye.

He raised his hand and began to vigorously pat his own chest.

Suddenly, he began to pant in great gasps!

San Gouzi, the old party secretary's son nearby, acted in the blink of an eye: he raised his hand, pinched the old party secretary's cheek, forcibly pried the old party secretary's mouth open, raised his hand again, and stuffed a handful of dirt inside!

A few seconds later, the old party secretary retched dryly, and only then began to recover...

Struggling to get up, he cried, "Fellow villagers! Fellow villagers! Let us offer a kowtow to Mr. Ning..."

Having finished speaking, the old party secretary immediately began to kneel before Did Ning Chen!

Did Ning Chen was startled!

Fortunately, he moved quickly, rushing forward to catch and support the old party secretary!

"Uncle, what are you doing!"

Supporting the old party secretary, the old party secretary lifted his face.

Did Ning Chen finally saw.