[Indeed... think about the unit price of 300,000, and then look at the three tea bags that are now treasured... I feel happy instantly]

[I’m different. I want to go back to my boyfriend’s house to meet his parents. I spent a lot of money to buy this tea. But we broke up. I’m so sad. The tea is under the freezer...]

【???Tell me your IP address before, I will send you there now】

[Sisters, let’s take a step to speak... Is the tea second-hand? 】

[Sister, you don’t understand tea when you look at it. This Maojian tea will become old tea after the New Year. You can’t keep it in the freezer... Why don’t you sell it to me]

[Um...Didi is the scumbag boyfriend. I'll beat him up for you. Can you give me the tea?]

The topic of the barrage was once again completely distorted.

And with such procrastination, time flies by.

Not long after, I heard Song Sancheng’s voice:

"Tan Tan, I brought you the beehive, where can I put it?"

"Don't let go!"

"We need to use it now."

Song Sancheng walked to the back mountain carrying a beehive in one hand. Now he was watching her and Zhang Yanping feeding the bees while live broadcasting, and said curiously:

"What are you using now? You don't know that when I go to get the beehives, I've been told many times that it's not good to separate the beehives in the winter -"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Tan spoke directly:

"There are too many bees, now divide them into boxes."

It seems that although his father has made progress, his progress is limited. He just changed from asking the bottom of the problem when it first came up to asking the next question to the bottom.

Song Tan pointed at the beehive: "Dad, ask my mother to prepare some more insulation cotton and tie some straws here. We have to put these beehives in place quickly."

"But……"

Song Sancheng was still hesitating, but he saw that Song Tan had opened a nest without hesitation and showed it to him. It was full of bees crawling on it.

The beehive, which looked a little spacious this autumn, has now become a tiny dwelling.

He was momentarily speechless.

After a long while, he only said in annoyance: "When I lift the quilt for them to bask in the sun every day, why don't I think of opening the box and taking a look? I don't know when there were so many bees here. Look at this panic..."

As he spoke, he hurriedly put down the beehive: "Call your mother. I'll bring a cart of bricks over first. The bottom of this beehive needs to be raised."

As he spoke, Feng Feng Huo Huo hurried down the mountain again.

[Okay, okay, after dividing the boxes into more bees next year, won’t there be more honey? 】

[That’s right, as long as the production is large enough, we don’t have to worry about not being able to buy it]

[The overtime dog is saving money for next year’s good goods]

[Okay, okay, it forces people to struggle, right? Do you think I will buy such expensive things? I will buy a lot!]

[The food at the host’s house tastes really expensive...]

[It’s not bad, after buying her Tremella fungus, making a bowl of Tremella fungus soup costs 20 - maybe going out for coffee will cost 27 more]

[At this moment, I have to mention my friend who has a monthly salary of 3,000, but still goes to the cafe to spend 50 or 60 RMB every day after get off work]

[Actually, if you think about it, all the good stuff goes into your own mouth anyway, and you won’t benefit others, so just spend it]

At this moment, the barrage was all discussing it, but Song Tan no longer had time to pay attention to it.

It's already afternoon, and the sun will set and the temperature will drop soon, making it no longer suitable for boxing.

Before that, she and Zhang Yanping had to get all the beehives in the car - there were 13 more.

In addition, we have to find a flat location along the back mountain. When spring comes, these beehives will be scattered and placed in the vegetable fields on the hillside.

Thinking about it this way, maybe next year someone will have to keep an eye on the beehives, and the cost of employment will increase again.

I thought about it in my mind, but the two of them worked very quickly. As long as they didn't do any strenuous work, Zhang Yanping could still do the job of helping others.

At this moment, the live broadcast room was focused on the beehives, watching the bees buzzing out of the open boxes, then lying back on the shelf to carefully eat the pollen paste. Finally, someone wondered:

[If I remember correctly, did the anchor sister just hold the honeycomb with her bare hands? 】

[Maybe bees are inactive in winter and don’t sting people?]

[Impossible, my family has always kept bees, but except for people like my dad who are not afraid of covering up, everyone else has to wear a cover]

[But there are so many bees! It’s really with bare hands! Her hands are even so white and tender]

[That’s right, the host’s family’s good looks and the genes of being neither tanned nor rough are really enviable]

[If I hadn’t watched Qiao Qiao cooking, watching the anchor sister moving, just looking at these hands, who wouldn’t think they were just showing off...]

[Indeed, such beautiful faces should not be on the farming channel...]

The barrage was distorted and messy, and people on the live broadcast platform kept watching it, and they were also mesmerized without warning.

At this moment, he came back to his senses after staring at the barrage, and then asked the leader:

"Actually, the two of them are in the same live broadcast room, and the traffic is placed in one place. What a waste!"

"The cute pet channel, the farming channel, and the food channel, and let the siblings often broadcast separately, this way the traffic will be huge!"

Ding Ning, who personally presided over the signing, glanced at his colleagues:

"Have you been watching his live broadcasts?"

"look."

"Then do you remember how many times Qiaoqiao's sister has been in the live broadcast room from the beginning to now? I'm talking about the kind of interaction with fans."

My colleague counted on his fingers and found that he could count them all on one hand, and it had been nearly a year since Qiao Qiao started airing!

He couldn't help but fell silent.

Looking at the live broadcast room again, Song Tan, who brought the beehive up the mountain and then followed Song Sancheng to carry the bricks up the mountain, looked so relaxed and casual...

that's true.

No matter how much money he can make from live broadcasts, it's not enough for his family to sell two kilograms of tea... Why do people bother to be a host and put in all the effort?

It’s not like the things in the fields can’t be sold.

As he thought about it, he couldn't help but chuckle again because of his fantasy——

If the things in the field really can’t be sold, will they be sold directly to fans?
Chapter completed!