The system is particularly good at finding shots, or it can be said to be particularly good at capturing people's psychology. The pictures that appear are as beautiful as the paradise described in the book. The sky is blue and blue. The freshness that is not stained by dust makes the people in the live broadcast room suspicious for a while. The background painting was caused by fraud. The system did not explain much and continued to irritate their eyes.
The Zanthoxylum bungeanum and Ziziphus jujube trees used as barriers were not pruned into regular shapes, but stretched out their branches freely. They were messy but also revealed a wild beauty. The wheat seedlings in the ground had reached calf height, and were planted on the yellow The soil is not lush and strong enough, and the estimated yield is at most a few hundred kilograms. It is far less promising than later generations, but it makes people feel inexplicably real and practical.
In the field, there are some wild vegetables that many people don't know. While they look at them blankly, they also feel an indescribable feeling of envy and sadness. When the camera turns to a row of fruit trees, that emotion is hard to contain.
Nowadays, the peach blossoms and apricot blossoms are gradually withering, but the apple blossoms and pear blossoms are in full bloom. At that time, the apple trees had just been transplanted, and the flowers bloomed a little sparsely, but the big pear tree was over a hundred years ago, and it was strong. The trunk embodies the profound heritage of history, and the huge crown spreads out, which is a flower umbrella holding up the sky. It is so beautiful and amazing.
Anyway, when Song Hongguo saw it, she was so amazed that she couldn't even move her legs. But nowadays, people are still suffering from hunger. How can anyone enjoy the flowers with leisurely mind?
It makes this pear tree lonely.
But later generations of netizens were surprised. They were so shocked that they almost stopped seeing the barrage and couldn't see the screen anymore. It was only after the system imposed restrictions that they calmed down a bit.
The system asked Song Hongguo in a low voice, "Do you feel very proud and proud? What you have is within reach, but what they ask for cannot be obtained. In comparison, you feel happier, right?"
Song Hongguo said calmly, "I think they are a bit sad for no reason. Who turned what was once easily available into what they later want? It wasn't them themselves!"
If you do your own evil, you will not live.
system,"……"
Okay, that's right, but money can't buy you. If you know it earlier, there will be no regrets or assumptions in life. In fact, if they really have to assume, can they make another wise choice?
Whether it is wise or not can only be judged after the matter is done.
Finally, the Chinese toon tree and the Songhong fruit being picked appeared in the picture.
Song Hongguo didn't say hello, and worked alone without any distractions. However, she sorted the toon into small handfuls and tied them with hemp rope for easy sale.
As for pricing and delivery, we have our own system to arrange it.
The system smiled and started shouting. It had an absolutely pastoral and fresh style. From time to time, it also showed a bit of sweetness and artistic style. It was completely different from the love-minded and silly sweetness that Song Hongguo usually felt.
"I have to eat it today!"
"It's only a thousand yuan. Is the anchor giving us benefits?"
"Woo, save the child, can you leave one for the child?"
"Let me go, is this speed still human?"
"Look at me as a humble person. I don't expect to eat it. Can you just give me one and smell it?"
People were rushing to grab it, but the quantity was really limited, and most of them couldn't get it. The system almost couldn't maintain order, and the live broadcast was paralyzed. When it was finally sold out, it was so tired that it was hard to live. Looking at Song Hongguo again, she was still calm and calm. , suddenly became mentally unbalanced.
So the old things were brought up again, "You are the anchor, you have to shout, you have to interact with them..."
Song Hongguo didn't bother to care about it. She put the remaining toona into the basket and carried it out. If there were a lot of vegetables to wash, it would be more convenient to clean them in the stream in front of her home.
"Host!"
Song Hongguo heard that it was really anxious, so she said lukewarmly, "Even if you don't shout so hard, they will still grab it, so why do you have to say so much?"
The system was choked, "Is it my fault?"
"if not?"
"But this is how other people's live broadcast studios sell goods? They work harder than me, singing and dancing, showing off various talents to attract popularity. In order to sell more goods, they shout so enthusiastically, You are almost hoarse, but you are also giving out benefits to please netizens. It is unheard of for you to be so cold and cold that you are not even willing to say a word."
"Then what?"
"Huh? What then?"
Song Hongguo squatted by the stream, cleaning the toon while fooling around, "Do you have to follow the crowd? You should do what others do? Following the crowd may lead to faster success, but you can never be at the forefront, and you can't be unique. Your own style?”
The system was indeed a little excited, but it still asked anxiously, "Is your own style the one that is so indifferent that you don't answer questions and the netizens like you? Will it persuade people to leave?"
Song Hongguo reminded, "Our things are unique. They have no other choice. Where to retreat?"
The system murmured in agreement, "That's right, but doesn't it suit my personality?"
"Then you can either change your character or continue to suffer. It's your decision."
"..."
After the toon is cleaned, it cannot be pickled directly. It must be dried first and then rubbed twice with salt before it can be stored in a jar for fermentation.
Song Hongguo stepped aside and went to prepare breakfast.
I made hand-rolled noodles for breakfast, and this time I used meat sauce to make the stew. I blanched some wild vegetables in the bowl to serve as green noodles.
Compared to Ling Zhi, Ling Yuan couldn't eat spicy food very well. He just took a spoonful of the sauce and it was so spicy that he kept inhaling, but he couldn't bear to put down his chopsticks, so he could only drink cold water to relieve the pain.
However, Ling Zhi ate the noodles without changing color. Although his mouth was a little red, the speed of ordering the noodles was not affected at all.
After dinner, there was still some time. The wild roses and thorn roses planted around the wall in the front yard finally bloomed in the past two days. There were not many flowers, but they were already colorful. Song Hongguo cut off some thorns of the newly blooming flowers. The rose is planned to be dried and brewed with tea. Compared to the flowers, she is actually looking forward to its fruits, which can be made into jam or something, but that will have to wait until around September.
She also cut a few branches of roses, put them in a vase with pear blossoms, and placed them on the coffee table in the main room. In fact, there were also a few peonies in bloom, but she didn't want to cut them off. The huge white flowers were really stunning, so she decided to leave them on the branches. Stay a little longer.
When leaving for work, Song Hongguo brought several bottles of meat sauce and put them in the basket that she carries every day. When the system saw it, she immediately became excited, "Host, are you going to give these to my male idol?"
Song Hongguo didn't deny it and said "Yeah".
The system was flattered and sighed, "Why are you suddenly so virtuous and generous, and you are willing to give so many bottles..."
Song Hongguo coughed, "Just give me one bottle, and the rest are for others."
The system stopped working, as if he had been cuckolded, "Besides the male god, who else do you want to give it to?"
Song Hongguo ignored its displeasure and said matter-of-factly, "Han Ying, and her aunt, they haven't repaid the favor from someone to help buy a bicycle last time. Xu Jiashu must also give him a bottle, although every time I talk to him He has also settled the accounts very clearly, but he has done his best for my affairs, so it’s not too much to comfort him? In addition, there is Song Hongbing. It’s not appropriate to ask people to run errands all the time. I can’t express it? Ordinarily, Xu The director and Dean Zhang also have to thank me, but with their temperament, I guess they won’t accept it even if I give it away, and it might be self-defeating..."
"..."
What a joy, this male god is not the only one, maybe, just by the way.
