Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 862 - 850. Transfer next year

Chapter 862: 850. Transfer next year

You’re over there harvesting sweet potatoes, and you’re selling fish bait. How does that make sense? Can’t connect the dots but still gonna make more money, huh!?

Everyone is gearing up, cutting nets, swapping tablets... In any case, even if there’s only a sliver of hope, they want to be faster than others!

As for whether they fish or not...

Just kidding, the shop has new products finally, who cares if it’s really for fishing? Buy first, talk later.

And Zhang Yanping lost face in front of Big White, a gangster’s dignity needs to be restored with the suffering of others.

So he grinned sinisterly: "Well, originally there were over 500 servings tonight, but now it’s dark, let’s just sell 100 servings. We will sell a bit each noon for the rest."

Live room: ...???

[Are you even listening to what you’re saying?]

[Bro, are you speaking human language?]

[I just fought with my nephew and snatched this tablet to increase my competitiveness, and you tell me you’re selling only 100 servings?]

[Come on, bro! Not wanting to make money is just foolish! Look at the viewer count above!]

[With over 400,000 viewers now, hey! Selling 100 servings, who can it even satisfy!?]

However, the gangster flashed an evil smile: "You’ve seen it, I’m just narrow-minded. Goose Sister didn’t give me face and made me upset, so why not make everyone suffer—Alright, listed for sale now!"

He clapped his hands, not a speck of dirt on them.

...

servings in the live room, not even enough to fill the gaps between teeth. Moreover, that fish bait is only 39!

Good heavens!

Rumor has it, nine pieces of bait, can fish nine times, why is the host’s family so generous? Could it really be almost giving it away?

As for the effectiveness... Come on, anyone who has ever bought from Lao Song’s family wouldn’t doubt this now, right? And the price, just 39!

This shows that the fans have successfully tamed themselves.

And with that, those 100 servings in the live room didn’t even last a second. Many people just lagged a bit, and then couldn’t buy anymore.

After a brief silence in the barrage, many who failed to buy started to ’throw tantrums’ more and more.

Weirdly enough, Qiaoqiao never reads live comments, so those throwing tantrums in hopes of more sales just end up posting comments and that’s it.

But waiting for Zhang Yanping, who obviously looks fierce and speaks harshly, seemed to bring out more fight in the viewers, laying it on thick with more essence.

Now mastering the skill, Zhang Yanping is totally defenseless.

Luckily, Qiaoqiao has finished her work and came back carrying a hoe.

Seeing Zhang Yanping staring at his phone, he curiously approached: "Brother, what were you teaching everyone just now?"

Zhang Yanping sighed deeply: "The Thirty-Six Strategies."

"Wow!" Such high-level knowledge, Qiaoqiao had heard of it in stories told by Teacher Xin, never taught to little kids before.

Hearing Zhang Yanping say this, suddenly made him feel very impressive!

Indeed.

Zhang Yanping inwardly feeling old and worn: I’m demonstrating them live for everyone!

Glancing at the barrage again—great, everyone’s already laughing madly.

No worries, Zhang Yanping treating everyone equally:

"Qiaoqiao, I see there are many broken sweet potatoes, let’s pick out the big good ones for us to eat. The remaining sweet potato heads and such, let’s keep them to feed the pigs tomorrow."

Laugh at him in the live room, he’ll laugh at the live room too. Hehehe, you can’t eat, you just can’t.

But Qiaoqiao is quite happy:

"Brother Yanping, how did you know I was going to teach everyone how to cook pig food? Uncle Xu had someone build a shed and stove next to the pigpen, it will be more convenient to cook when it gets cold."

He took a deep breath, as if he could already smell the aroma of the pig food, then pointed at the basket of broken sweet potatoes: "Throwing these sweet potato heads into the pot, along with wheat bran and rice bran, must smell especially delicious!"

Zhang Yanping almost died laughing, Qiaoqiao, divine assist!

He glanced at the barrage again and smirked:

"Kids, did you all hear that? Tomorrow morning’s live stream will show cooking pig food, let everyone see how pitiful our pigs are! They only have sweet potatoes to eat..."

He said mockingly, but Qiaoqiao disagreed, now counting on his fingers:

"How can there only be sweet potatoes?"

"There’s sweet potato vine, wheat bran, rice bran, leftover food from the mountains, water hyacinths pulled from the pond, and those pumpkins piled in the storage... When cooked it really smells so good! The pigs aren’t pitiful at all."

Zhang Yanping held back his laughter, looked at the barrage which was now too crowded to read a single line, then kindly turned it off—

Indeed, only sincerity is the ultimate move!