Chapter 369: Qiaoqiao Shows You the House (2)
Just as they were making a fuss, Qiaoqiao shifted the camera, and sure enough, another row of bamboo racks had been set up in the corner of the courtyard.
Fluttering in the wind above them, weren't those strings of dried cowpeas?
And below, on the cotton gauze drying nets, layers of dried eggplant were laid out neatly.
Looking at the very corner, an old motorcycle was parked inside a small shed.
If it were like what was said in the livestream just now—paving cobblestones to make a corridor with a small bridge and flowing water—what would happen to the motorcycle?
Leave it outside the courtyard every day?
Everyone was indeed silent.
And at this moment, someone asked:
【Host, is your dried cowpea for sale?】
【Forget it, I almost forgot, the host doesn't answer questions. I'll go urge the online shop instead.】
【Good idea! I'll go ask about the dried eggplant too!】
In the time it took to say this one sentence, the number of viewers in the livestream plummeted.
And just as Zhang Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun had finished organizing the copy and were preparing to edit it, they heard a series of notification sounds from the computer.
Opening it to look, everyone's questions were as uniform as if someone had opened alt accounts—
【Host, is your dried cowpea for sale?】
Zhang Zhang Yanping:...
Day after day, instead of studying properly, why are they so active when it comes to food?
The number of people lost in the livestream soon came rushing back.
Staring at the screen again—
【This is already in the kitchen?】
【Yes, the host even showed us the exterior of the toilet.】
【The house tour experience is too detailed.】
【Understood, I'm going back to my hometown to build one now.】
Qiaoqiao was introducing to everyone: "... There is no food in the kitchen now. We had locust flower porridge in the morning, tremella soup in the morning, wax gourd and egg drop soup at noon, and I don't know what's for dinner; Grandpa Seventh hasn't cooked yet."
He sighed like a little adult: "Actually, I want to drink mung bean soup... We also grow mung beans and soybeans at home, but they will take several more months to mature."
The camera quickly aimed at the roof beam again:
"Little friends, isn't the new kitchen very big?"
The house was newly moved into, but Grandpa Seventh's treasures had been hung up long ago.
Cured ribs, cured meat, dried fish, smoked fish... and a large ham and some unknown dried vegetables...
These were all ingredients Grandpa Seventh had collected over many years.
Now, looking around, it was exceptionally spectacular.
Looking at the stove again, it had long been scrubbed clean by the competent Aunt Lianhua.
Qiaoqiao also sighed: "The scorched rice at noon was so fragrant, I didn't eat enough, I really want to eat another piece—little friends, have you eaten scorched rice? Scorched rice with fermented bean curd is really delicious. Sister said she would grind tofu for me when the soybeans are harvested, and she will also make fermented bean curd for me..."
He had a child's temperament, jumping from topic to topic, but the netizens, besides drooling while following along, were reluctant to exit.
There was nothing to see in the kitchen and dining room, so Qiaoqiao soon walked out and came to another room.
"Is it a bit dark here? But don't be afraid, this is a specially built storage room; it needs to be dry, cool, and ventilated."
"Our tremella..." The camera pointed over, and Qiaoqiao then reacted: "Ah, it's gone, it was sold out in the morning, and the new batch hasn't been dried yet."
"There are also several large refrigerators, all stuffed full—this one holds meat, this one holds vegetables. This one holds buns, dumplings, and wontons, and this one holds tea leaves..."
"They are all kept inside, it's a pity you didn't pay, so you can't eat them."
【Pay, pay, pay! Isn't it enough if I pay? Let me eat a bite!】
【Host, don't just talk! If you have the ability, put up the link.】
【Put up the link, put up the link!】
Qiaoqiao didn't look at it at all, but instead found a pile of large jars in the corner:
"This is pickled cowpea, Grandpa Seventh pickled it, it's so delicious, so delicious!"
"This is pickled chili, also made by Grandpa Qibiao, it's especially spicy! But even though it's burning hot, you still want to keep eating it."
"And this one, it's a jar of young ginger dug out from the corner of the field. Grandpa Seventh said it's also especially crispy and delicious when pickled."
"However, little friends, you can't steal a bite!"
"There are also dried chili peppers, ground chili powder, and have you eaten pickled green chili peppers?"
"The kind that can be eaten directly after being pickled..."
Everyone in the livestream was numb.
【Right now, I'm starving, I don't know if I should keep watching.】
【Host, I beg you! Stop the drool! If you keep talking, I'll have to go out and buy myself a bib.】
【The one in front, drooling too much will make you look like a fool, you must hold back.】
【Isn't it just some pickled cowpea and pickled chili? I'm poor and can't afford it, can't I just go to the market?】
【Showing me this just when I'm hungry after a nap... the host is truly a dog.】
【Let's just say—slurp—why are many of these things not in the online shop—slurp】
【Need to ask? It must be that the production hasn't kept up.】
It was still a bit dim in the warehouse, so Qiaoqiao just took a rough look around and soon came to the main room again.
"Let everyone see my new home."
"This is the first floor, Dad, Mom, Grandpa, and Grandma. And when the time comes, Grandma and Grandpa will also live here."
There was no one in the living room, so Qiaoqiao took his phone and walked boldly in front of the sofa, and then suddenly lifted it—
"Look, this is the sofa Sister and the designer chose. I think it looks so good! But Mom said it's too easy to get dirty, so she spread a bed sheet over it."
He giggled secretly: "I think the bed sheet looks better. I want to use this kind of bed sheet at night too—ah no," he suddenly remembered again: "Grandpa wove a straw mat for me with cogon grass, I want to sleep on the straw mat."
【Envious】
【I've slept on straw mats since I was a child, but now I'm not used to it, straw mats aren't as cool as bamboo mats.】
【But in an air-conditioned room, a straw mat is just right, not that icy cold.】
【Good quality straw mats are expensive now.】
【Host, is the straw mat going to be listed?】
【Forget it, it's useless to ask the host anyway, I'll go urge the online shop.】
【Am I the only one whose focus is on this bed sheet?】
【Me too.】
【Me! Don't say it, I think the host is quite right. Although the bed sheet is colorful, it doesn't look restless or tacky at all, it's actually quite good-looking.】
【Yes, especially when paired with minimalist-style furniture, it even has a finishing touch effect.】
【It seems I'm not the only one. I'm going to ask the online shop now.】
【Those who have been there tell everyone, old coarse cloth bed sheets are really comfortable. Not hot or cold, and you can wash them casually, ruin them casually, and they don't stick to sweat.】
【Those who feel uncomfortable when they stick to sweat in summer must try it.】
【Just went to the online shop to take a look, many shops sell them. A bed sheet ranges from thirty or forty to several hundred.】
【I just want to ask the host's family first. This is my treasure shop, if they have it in their shop, I will never buy from others.】
【Me too.】
【Are you all so rich? Crying.】
【Not much money, it's just that there are too many good things, I can't help it...】
Qiaoqiao didn't know about the wind and rain in the bullet screen, and at this moment, he was walking up the stairs again:
"The second floor is Sister's room. Teacher Xin said that a girl's privacy cannot be shown to others, so we will go directly to the third floor now—Teacher Qiaoqiao's room can be shown to you!"
【Don't say it, our host is naive, but he is really sensible.】
【Looking at the brat beside me right now, I really want to give him a slipper.】
【This upbringing is more outstanding than many people with normal thinking.】
【Teacher Qiaoqiao is the best!】 ===== CHAPTER 370 =====
End of Chapter
