Chapter 427: Eating Melon in the Livestream

As soon as the livestream opened, Zhang Yanping saw such barrages pouring in quickly, and looked at Qiao Qiao and Seventh Uncle who were eager to start work, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart—

How does that saying go?

Intentional planting of flowers does not bloom, unintentional planting of willows makes willows shade.

How many people want to gain fans, want to maintain fan stickiness, and even improve the conversion rate of bringing goods... but no matter how hard they try, they can't do it.

And this silly boy Qiao Qiao is truly a born celebrity!

He chose a good angle and set up his phone in the corner.

And over here, the wine brewing teaching also began.

Qiao Qiao's expression was very solemn.

After all, Seventh Uncle said that real good wine might not be bought for tens or hundreds of thousands, and he is Qiao Qiao who wants to help his sister support the family, so he must learn this important technology!

Also because of this, brewing wine must be very difficult!

So, he could only say to the livestream with a tight face: "Little friends, today Teacher Qiao Qiao wants to learn how to brew wine. This is a very important technology, everyone must practice more!"

"Teacher Qiao Qiao must also be more serious."

He said, his small face tightened, clenching his fists, and had already stood on the pile of sorghum with Seventh Uncle.

"What's so good about this livestream..."

Seventh Uncle muttered, he didn't understand this.

He thought for a while and ordered Qiao Qiao: "Boil water, boil three pots."

And the livestream also instantly became lively—

So, a group of netizens in the livestream watched these three pots of water boil.

Don't say, they chatted enthusiastically in the barrage, and didn't feel bored at all.

And just at this moment, the water finally boiled.

Seventh Uncle calmly ordered again: "Remove the fire, let the water cool down, pay attention to the temperature, cool it to about 75 degrees."

And over here, he also packed the cleaned and dried sorghum into the bucket specially bought by Song Tan.

It was hot in summer, even if there was air conditioning in the kitchen, the hot water still evaporated endlessly. It wasn't until the netizens in the livestream who were looking forward to hypnosis had fallen into a deep sleep that the water temperature finally reached the 75 degrees Seventh Uncle wanted.

Now, Qiao Qiao was still very serious.

And Seventh Uncle pointed to the two pots of water: "Take a clean water ladle, use hot water to soak all the sorghum, stir it evenly later, and then put on the sealing rubber ring and seal the lid."

"Okay. Then what should I do next?"

Qiao Qiao asked while scooping water.

"Next?"

Seventh Uncle was a bit puzzled: "Next, just wait for a day to soak. However, this is fresh sorghum... well, pay attention to the time, open the lid tomorrow morning at 9:00 to see."

... "Tomorrow morning?"

Qiao Qiao repeated it, and then glared at Seventh Uncle accusingly: "Do I have to wait until tomorrow to continue the following processes?"

Seventh Uncle realized this—he forgot to explain the process in advance... sigh, usually when teaching cooking, except for parts that need marinating, most of them are done in one go.

Now it's good, it doesn't work to teach according to the cooking procedure!

He could only smile awkwardly: "Brewing wine, what it costs is water-grinding effort and carefulness. Waiting in front, and waiting for wine to come out later, how can there be things that can be done overnight?"

Qiao Qiao slumped his face in frustration.

The livestream crowd:...

Zhang Yanping, who was staring at the livestream outside, was also a bit stunned.

Nearly half an hour had passed, and there was no content in the livestream, so should he end the broadcast?

He thought for a while, simply waved to Qiao Qiao again: "Ask everyone, do you want to go to Grandpa's side to see people weaving straw mats?"

"By the way, you can also warm up the straw mat listing, so that there will be more transaction volume later."

Qiao Qiao understood half of it, but it didn't prevent him from understanding, so he excitedly leaned into the livestream again:

"Little friends, only part of the wine brewing was learned today, but my grandpa is weaving straw mats, and they will be sold later, do you want to see it?"

After a short silence, the livestream was full of "want want want want want"—

Zhang Yanping stared, and couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.

And Qiao Qiao was also quite interested—he hadn't learned how to weave straw mats yet!

So he waved his hand with undiminished enthusiasm, carrying the stand: "I'm going now."

And over here, Grandma was helping Grandpa weave straw mats. And in Grandpa's courtyard, a black shading cloth was pulled, two fans were blowing, and a group of old men and women were sitting in the courtyard, chatting while weaving straw mats, which didn't delay anything at all.

However, Song Youde was a cautious person. He had heard many cases before, so this time when he called people to the courtyard to work, he put the words in front:

"We work, it's all work that doesn't need to move. If you have any sudden illness in this courtyard, it's not our responsibility, and you can't frame people because of this."

"If you do this, I won't use anyone in the future."

This is a good job, old people in the village all want to come, he still thinks some people don't have craftsmanship and didn't want them!

"Look at what you said!"

Old Lady Wang from the same village was very unhappy:

"If you frame people because of this, can you still be a person in the village?"

"Exactly!"

Everyone agreed, feeling that Song Youde was becoming more stingy as he got older.

However, Song Youde smiled on his face, but muttered in his heart: If you really frame me, I'll take a sum of money, and take my children to the city later, who cares about being a person in the village?

The atmosphere of this society now is not as good as before.

In short, put the ugly words in front first, and now give some assorted-colored grass for everyone to practice, find the feeling again, and soon set the standard.

Now, a group of old men and women who usually have no one to talk to are gathered together, plus Tan Tan's maternal grandparents, two new members from outside the village, and they have discussed a thousand or eight hundred sentences about the customs of the two villages, and the emotions are particularly high.

Especially, most of the old men and women are hard of hearing, their voices are very loud when they talk, and in this empty and quiet summer village, it is particularly clear.

When Qiao Qiao took the phone stand in, the courtyard was chatting enthusiastically, and the livestream also heard the sound, and everyone ate a whole road of melons—

"Hey, do you know? Old Zheng's third marriage, where did the wife come from?"

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