Chapter 1491: Popularity

Yang Zhengxin was hungry after eating, not to mention the fans!

【Drinking coffee like a beast of burden, I felt as if I had drifted back to my student days; the morning study session was just beginning...】

【I'm different, I'm hungry at the beginning of the third class...】

【The hunger of student days also enveloped me.】

【Qiao Qiao, you've changed...】

【Why am I still drooling here? Just to open a potato blind box!】

But Qiao Qiao knew nothing about this. He even said to Yang Zhengxin: "The phone can be put there, let's pick rapeseed flowers quickly."

Seeing a tender rapeseed flower blooming alone in front, he quickly carried the basket and carefully squeezed over.

The livestream was empty.

Yang Zhengxin:...

Forget it, he still carried the stand, following Qiao Qiao's figure while remotely pointing the way.

The countryside was quiet and peaceful, but the popularity of Yunqiao Village last night had already fermented on the internet.

Secretary Xiao Zhu came to beg for food in the evening, and before she could express her feelings about the newly slaughtered chicken, she was shocked by the popularity on TikTok:

"Oh my, the watermelon yesterday wasn't given in vain..."

The likes had exceeded 500,000 in one night!

Look at Chen Yunyun's TikTok account, three videos—【AFP-style domineering Da Wang and the uniform team】, 【The overwhelming golden cherry blossoms stretching along the mountain road】, 【Picking the essence of nature in the spring breeze】, each had 500,000 likes.

What kind of popularity is this?

Not counting Qiao Qiao, the entire Yuncheng team hadn't been this popular!

Secretary Xiao Zhu couldn't even eat her meal, but she couldn't bear to put it down, so she held the bowl and shoveled two mouthfuls, swallowed, and started making calls:

"Get ready..."

Xin Jun was resting today. He thought for a while and pondered: "Our homestay is plain, tourists shouldn't go in to see it, right?"

Otherwise, if they walk in and see Zhang Yanping's gangster boss look, would it cause a misunderstanding?

Thinking of this, he also sighed: "Forget it, forget it, I'll take the day shift during the May Day holiday."

During the holiday, Qiao Qiao was on vacation, and he specifically wanted to relax for a few days. But due to the current stage of recovering costs, the homestay was operated by two people in shifts.

Fortunately, because they were all booked by the crew from the beginning, they didn't have to frequently cancel or change rooms, which just gave them the opportunity to practice, discover problems, and correct them.

Now, after a period of training, they all knew that there would be more trivial matters during the day, and except for the time when the crew got off work at night, they could sleep at other times.

Now it's good, they can't escape the fate of hard work wherever they go!

Wu Lan was curious: "Xin Jun, I see you and Yanping running the homestay quite happily, why don't you want to do it at home?"

Xin Jun shook his head instantly: "That's not the same intensity, Auntie! And at home, I have to listen to my parents, it's different from doing it myself."

His parents had more energy than him, and they were at the age where they could work hard, so naturally, they wouldn't slack off in ordering their son around.

Xin Jun remembered the bitterness before and felt lucky. At this moment, he didn't put down his bowl, but walked out while eating and chatting with the villagers.

Song Tan watched silently, remembering how Xin Jun looked when he first came to the house, eating in a gentle and decent manner, and then looked at the person on the road holding a bowl, eating while walking and chatting with the villagers, and didn't know what to say.

Well, as long as he's happy.

Secretary Xiao Zhu was right.

It was just past 8:00, and strange vehicles had already driven into the village.

The "slow down" signs she had asked someone to pull over overnight had just been set up, and Da Zhenzhu hadn't even been arranged for a shift yet. Now, the ones getting out of the car were actually old customers from yesterday.

The middle-aged auntie with red hair was particularly generous and proactive, and she left a deep impression. Seeing her now, the other party waved quickly: "Secretary Zhu, busy?"

Secretary Xiao Zhu: "... Yes! I'm afraid that too many people coming today will affect the experience, so I'm looking around!"

The auntie also looked approving: "There must be a lot of people! Yesterday, our old sisters already agreed to come again today. Those who can't come today will come in two days."

"It's still comfortable in our countryside, the land is big, the air is good, and the vegetables are fresh and delicious—you don't know, yesterday I bought a few jin of chicken feather vegetables, and my granddaughter liked them so much!"

"And those pea tips, I made them into pancakes, rolled them with bean sprouts and the like, and my daughter-in-law said she'd eat them again today!"

The auntie raised her head: "I have to make a contribution to you today!"

Secretary Xiao Zhu was full of enthusiasm:

"That's very welcome! To tell you the truth, I'm still quite uneasy in my heart. After all, I'm young, just arrived, and I'm afraid I won't be able to make achievements in the village... Auntie! Thanks to you for being willing to trust us and support us! We certainly won't let you down... If there's anything you're dissatisfied with, come directly to me! I'll solve it for sure!"

The auntie became even more proud, and looking at Secretary Xiao Zhu's young face, she felt a pang of heartache:

"Yes, you look like you're not even as old as my son, and you were transferred to the village... Village affairs are not easy to do... Don't worry, Auntie will definitely support you! Wait a moment, I'll contact my old sisters and see who else wants green vegetables, I'll bring them back..."

The small shop owner also came out with melon seeds: "Big sister, what else do you need today?"

The big sister laughed: "I brought my own shovel today—do you have baskets for sale? I came early and didn't see any stalls on the road..."

The owner's eyes lit up: "Not now, but I'll have someone send them over later—the scenery on the mountain is good, since you're here, you guys go take pictures first, don't worry about digging wild vegetables!"

Once the people left, the owner immediately called Wu Lan: "Wu Lan, didn't your old man weave straw mats all last year? Do you have baskets at home? Need new ones!"

She was asking Song Youde. Now there were few people who wove baskets themselves. Seeing that tourists were coming, it was inconvenient to get goods from far away, so she had to find someone nearby.

But Song Youde didn't care about these small things now!

Wu Lan was just about to answer, but suddenly remembered the call her father made early yesterday morning, so her words turned: "Wait a moment, I'll ask for you!"

Asking made her happy, because the old man couldn't answer the phone, he was busy splitting bamboo strips, and the old lady answered:

"... Baskets? Yes? Sold more than thirty yesterday, it's strange, your father has energy now, and he's still weaving."

"Ah? Let Brother Leilei go to the roadside to set up a stall quickly, the price is the same as yesterday? Brother Leilei is herding cattle, how can he have time? I'll go, I'll go just right!"

"Your village wants them too? How many? Unified price? Then, then can it be five yuan less for one?"

Wu Lan also laughed: "It's a matter of convenience, why not! Wait a moment, I'll let Tan Tan drive to pull them." ===== CHAPTER 1492 =====