Chapter 640

The synchronized movements of the master and apprentice kept Qiao Qiao's eyes glued to them, and she couldn't bear to leave even while carrying the bucket.

And on that side, the master and apprentice pulled out another bag of potatoes with one hand; there was no room for anyone else to intervene, one scrubbing and one peeling, and they didn't even use the peeler on the side, the heavy kitchen knife directly peeling the potatoes in one go...

Just looking at that effortless manner, the irregular potatoes were peeled more easily in their hands than peeling eggshells!

The people of the Old Song family watched with rapt attention, and at this moment, they couldn't even move their feet.

Song Tan, however, wrung her hands: "If I had known that cooking looked so good and was so mesmerizing, I should have started a live stream to gather more watch time!"

Qian Tianfu's knife stopped as he cut the potatoes, and he looked up, eyeing her with an unreadable expression:

"Is that for Qiao Qiao's millions of fans to watch?"

Song Tan:...

She didn't dare to say that Qiao Qiao really didn't have that many fans, so she had to use vague language, swapping the concepts:

"Not that many, the traffic in the morning isn't good, probably less than two hundred thousand people."

And on that side, after a breakfast, Master Qian slowly went down the mountain again, and at this moment, he was holding the freshly cut watermelon and eating it noisily, as if the stomach he had just filled in the morning was empty again.

By the way, he also casually said to Grandpa Qi Lin:

"Hello, are you Teacher Song Tan from 【Tian Yuan Ji Shi】? May I ask if any parents are there?"

Qian Tianfu:...

Qiao Qiao instantly regretted it a little.

Wang Dashun was putting the meat into the pot to boil, and took a look at the potatoes: "Master, the potato skin is a bit rough and has spots, it's probably a floury potato. Let's just make twice-cooked pork with potato slices."

It's been so many years since I've done this work; washing dishes at the construction site meant squatting by the water pipe, and my old waist couldn't take it.

"Of course!" The other party's voice was neither fast nor slow, showing the demeanor of a big company:

Qiao Qiao felt it was a bit boring.

Qiao Qiao was surprised: This Master Qian's skills are really good!

Tsk tsk tsk, what a waste of heaven's gifts!

She listened quietly for another three minutes before finding a gap to speak:

The other party:...

Saying this, he laughed out loud without waiting for Grandpa Qi Lin to answer, his expression very arrogant:

"Old Song, do you know where your apprentice is now?"

His lips moved, and in the end, he just increased his speed again, cutting the potatoes evenly and delicately.

A simple farmer?

Can a simple farmer sell tea for ten thousand a jin, and have hundreds of thousands of fans and the terrifying ability to convert nearly 60% of fans into sales?

Generally speaking, there are only a little over one hundred thousand in the morning.

Wang Dashun chuckled, keeping his mouth shut.

Agreeing is agreeing, but offering a higher salary is indeed impossible. Wu Lan directly set it: "Washing pots, dishes, and vegetables, and cleaning up, 2000 a month. If more people are recruited here later, we'll raise it."

The call went to Wen Fa's mobile phone—it wasn't that Song Tan's phone couldn't be answered, it was just that all calls were set to be forwarded.

Obviously, they had also watched her live stream.

Even according to their data analysis, the remaining 40% of fans are either not interested or unwilling to spend money, and among them, nearly 20% didn't get the chance to pay!

"Um, sorry, we don't have any plans to sign a contract for the time being—after all, our family is just simple farmers, we're content with selling some agricultural products, and we don't ask for great wealth or status."

Young people don't need to think about this salary. Fortunately, this work can be handled by old ladies, so there's no shortage of people.

Qiao Qiao became interested: "I am. What's the matter?"

Shredded cabbage with eggs, oily potato slices with meat. Clearly, these ingredients were just ordinary ingredients wholesaled from the town, but smelling the fragrance drifting in the wind, everyone couldn't help but feel a bit greedy.

Thinking of this, she had to agree again:

Master Qian's employment seemed to have naturally concluded with this farcical breakfast.

And after finishing breakfast, he insisted on making a request to Qiao Qiao:

Sure enough, she only heard Grandpa Qi Lin say again: "Let Wen Fa go and help you cook at noon, who is it? Dashun, right? Follow her starting at noon. Since your master brought you all this way, I have to give him some face."

Just basic ingredients like cabbage and potatoes could be made into such a flavor; just looking at the workers who couldn't stop asking for more rice, one knew that knife skills and heat control were indispensable.

And on this side, Song Tan, who had happily finished feeding the pigs, was still squatting in front of the beehive coaxing the bear, completely unaware that the live streaming platform had already called her.

With such a master chef, coming to cook big-pot food for everyone.

And as soon as the call was connected, someone immediately asked:

The other party was indeed more enthusiastic: "Hello, we are Feitian Culture Company, an MCN agency. We want to ask you, have you ever thought about building a more professional team for Teacher Wen Fa, so that he can gain more fans, traffic, and returns?"

Just because the old man hadn't been watched by so many people at the same time at his age!

Master Qian looked at him, thinking he was just being stubborn, who among us doesn't know who!

Only professionals know how terrifying this data is.

Not to mention that she had no intention of letting Wen Fa sign with any company, even if she did, she wouldn't choose this kind of partner.

"Can we recruit another person? I don't have any requirements for the salary, but look, we can't be the ones washing dishes and pots, can we?"

Qian Tianfu didn't know the cunning of young people, and at this moment, he felt a bit uneasy, a bit expectant, and a bit regretful—

"Right opposite your ecological vegetable garden! The little brat is quite capable, and now he has a name for himself outside."

Rarely, the skin-peeling Song felt a bit guilty—

Why don't people with skills like Master understand? Even if it's just peeling a potato, that's a skill, shouldn't he show it to his new employer?

He had been talking incessantly for several minutes, all of which were such big and empty words, without hearing anything practical at all.

"Old Man Qian, you still need to practice your open-mindedness!"

Grandpa Qi Lin snorted, snatched the last piece of melon in front of him, and said in his mouth: "That's an old calendar from many years ago, is someone with three-legged cat skills worth you thinking about? I don't even take it seriously."

"Okay!"

After all, when she invites other chefs, they usually include washing pots and dishes. But thinking about Master Qian's skills, if such a talent isn't kept at home, it feels like a huge loss...

Qian Tianfu didn't even lift his head: "You've already cooked the meat and are preparing to twice-cook it, why are you still asking me?"

She suddenly understood what Grandpa Qi Lin had introduced before, saying that Qian Tianfu and his apprentice could make an old restaurant equal to a new ecological vegetable garden, what kind of level that was—

But, saying anything more at this moment seemed a bit deliberate.

The master and apprentice worked together, and in less than half an hour, these two big pots of vegetables were stir-fried.

"Our company possesses a mature incubation organization and has cooperation with all major live streaming platforms and e-commerce platforms. Currently, we have signed many high-end traffic accounts, and our operation plan is very mature..."

Qiao Qiao raised her eyebrows: "There's such a good thing?"