Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 892 - 874. Live-selling dried sweet potatoes

Chapter 892: 874. Live-selling dried sweet potatoes

Xiao Yun was right to prepare, because as soon as Qiaoqiao started the live broadcast, she pinched up a piece of dried sweet potato to show everyone:

"Kids, our dried sweet potatoes are ready!"

"Although it’s not pretty in color, and it’s all shriveled and twisted, and it’s really hard to chew... you can’t even bite into it..."

"But if you chew it for a while longer, you’ll start tasting the sweetness, and it’s really delicious!"

[Ah ah ah stop talking, post the link, post the link!]

[I’m slacking off at work! No need for the introduction, host, just post it!]

[I have bad teeth, can I even eat this stuff?]

[Humph, what kind of money-scamming product is this? There’s nothing to this dried sweet potato, I’m definitely not buying it.]

[Exactly, whoever buys it is a sucker]

[I don’t believe a word you’re saying! You two show up every episode without changing your names, what tricks are you playing here?]

[Ah ah ah I’ll buy, I’ll buy, hurry up before my boss comes!]

[My teeth are good, I can bite! Post it! I’m buying!]

[Ah, my internet is so slow, just saw it... Since I can’t buy it, I’ll teach everyone how to eat it]

[Add a couple of slices when making porridge]

[Steam it until soft, then refrigerate or freeze]

[Grind it into powder to make sweets]

[Just take a piece and slowly gnaw on it, slowly chew...]

[Ah ah ah ah you devil ahhhh!]

[Damn it, I couldn’t get it to begin with and you’re still...]

[Hehehe, if I can’t buy it, I won’t make it easy for anyone else either]

So, while Qiaoqiao was still fiercely tearing into a piece of dried sweet potato with a ferocious expression, the live broadcast’s popularity had already soared.

Luckily, there really wasn’t much to showcase with the dried sweet potatoes, Qiaoqiao held up the oiled paper wrapped big pack in her hand:

"Although one pack is only 200g, these dried sweet potatoes really don’t weigh much because of how they shrink and twist up, so it looks like you get a lot in one pack."

"You can buy them for guests during the New Year, my sister said that if you give these to guests, they can only eat a little at a time, so you won’t feel too heartbroken..."

Zhang Yanping chuckled on the side—Qiaoqiao with a big mouth, ah Qiaoqiao, weren’t you swearing just yesterday when your sister pinched your ear that you’d never talk nonsense again!

Now look, even the little tricks for entertaining guests over New Year’s are being shared.

"Cough cough cough!" He hinted on the side, but the live chat didn’t care:

[I’m dying of laughter! Could I even save this dried sweet potato until New Year’s?]

[Host, you’re worrying over nothing, when I get this thing I’ll hide it under my pillow, just afraid it’ll break someone else’s teeth]

[It looks like a lot in one pack, but can you put two pounds in at once so I can buy more?]

[Back when live streaming just started, I could still hesitate and increase the quantity, but now... let’s not talk about it]

[What’s this? Are you guys some kind of chosen ones, always able to buy when new products drop?]

[Those who couldn’t buy are here... crying...]

Zhang Yanping glanced at the bullet comments, helplessly said, "Forget it, Qiaoqiao, I’m posting the link, just give the word."

"Ah?" Qiaoqiao seemed a bit dazed: "Wasn’t it you, Brother Yanping, who initially said that you wanted to properly introduce our products to everyone?"

Zhang Yanping, with a world-weary click, posted the item and sighed, "Times have changed, Song Qiaoqiao!"

Back in the day, even selling peaches for 80 a pound would get us cursed at, and it would take ten minutes to sell out after listing it in the live broadcast.

And nowadays... even if we just post the listing without any notice, it would be strange if it doesn’t sell out in ten minutes.

Qiaoqiao is still instructing the kids, "Don’t rush, everyone! We have lots of dried sweet potatoes this year, 5,000 jin of them! After drying, there’s more than a thousand jin!"

In front of the camera, he opens his notebook and does a math problem live, then happily announces:

"We have more than 3,700 portions! Everyone will definitely get some!"

However, no sooner had he finished speaking than someone in the live stream seemed to be on the verge of tears—

[With 270,000 viewers, you think that’s enough?]

[Enough, my foot, woo woo woo, I didn’t get any out of the 3,000 portions, what kind of Unlucky Person am I?]

[I am the source of bad luck! I am! I managed to click success on the purchase page, but insisted on increasing the quantity out of greed!]

[Same, increased the quantity and then couldn’t pay, woo woo woo]

[Hahahaha, I, Yunyun, got ten portions hahahaha!]

[Big spender upstairs! One for 158, you really splurged...]

[Ahhh, what router do you use? Please share!]

[Damn, my alt accounts got nothing! The whole family went into battle and still failed]

Meanwhile, Zhang Yanping also checks the backend: "Qiaoqiao, stop introducing, come over and start packing."

With the economy flourishing, their packaging has also become more sophisticated. For example, these dried sweet potatoes – just putting them into a ziplock bag doesn’t seem quite right.

So, they specially ordered custom kraft paper bags. Wrapped in plastic on the outside, then boxed... Now that’s a lot more upscale!

They had already done nearly half of the packing; what’s left is to put the ziplock bags on the outside and then box them one by one...

Otherwise, with more than 3,000 portions, Brother Xiaozhang alone would be working till kingdom come!

It’s true, selling stuff at home means simple packaging, rarely is there a case of multiple orders for a single address—

"Huh?" Zhang Yanping stares at the courier printout: "Who’s this clever person? Don’t know how many alt accounts they’ve opened."

He pulls up the orders and sees, lo and behold, across several live sales, this address has orders of ten portions or at least seven...

"That’s some speedy hands! I’d like to ask what router they use tomorrow?"

On this end, Song Tan looks at the hundreds of thousands of dollars that has yet to be deposited into the account after deducting platform fees and breathes a sigh of relief:

"It’s time to pay the middle installment for my grandfather’s house and the mountain dormitory."

But Song Youde comes over: "How much? You don’t have to pay—am I not making money? Since when does it fall to my granddaughter to pay?"

Speaking of money, Song Youde now carries himself with more confidence.

One summer of weaving mats, he earned a good amount every day; not only has he regained all his initial investments over the years, but he also has extra savings, so old age is worry-free.

Having money is indeed the greatest reassurance for the elderly!

Even if the children are filial, having extra money means not being a burden, right?

Song Tan, however, points to the amount on the backend: "Grandpa, rebuilding that house of yours costs just over a hundred thousand all in, why are you being so formal with me?"

Wow, really getting generous now, speaking so lightly of ’just a hundred thousand.’ Back in the day when starting a business, sixty thousand was a big deal!

Even though Song Youde has done his calculations, the money is just a vague figure in his mind, while on the computer screen in front of him, every single cent is accurately displayed.

He doesn’t realize that these funds will take some time to be credited, but that doesn’t stop the comforting feeling.

At this moment, he happily clasps his hands behind his back: "Well, then I’ll accept the blessing from my granddaughter!"

Turning around, his steps falter, and he can’t help but call out:

"Lifan! Lifan! Let’s go check on the house. Today, the adobe walls should be all scraped down. Also, see how other people divide their rooms?"

Wang Lifan, with nothing to do, is making vests for the family’s dozen plus dogs. She glances at him: "I’m not going. Didn’t you just go watch yesterday night?"

Instead, she turns to Song Tan: "Tantan, figure out where we can fix this old sewing machine? The cotton vests are too thick, and it’s too old now, can’t pierce through."