"Yes, your little orange pig is really a pig. I can prove that Sister Hong'er's words are true." Xu Lele heard it and immediately agreed.
"Ouch~Ouch (roll off the calf)"
When Cheng Hao heard this, he scolded him. The breeder girl teased him for just playing. Why did he join in the fun if he had nothing to do?
Was she called the little orange pig? Are they familiar? Don't have random relationships, okay?
"Your little orange pig's face has changed too quickly, hasn't it? Sister Hong'er said it's okay for you to be a little orange pig, but I can't even say it, right?" Seeing Cheng Hao with his mouth open and waving his claws, he looked fierce. Xu Lele said angrily.
"That's right, you won't give our assistant any face at all. Be careful, the assistant will cut off the food of your little orange pig when the time comes."
"That's right, our assistant sister is a big shot who even has to show courtesy to the principal." When the water friends in the live broadcast room saw it, they immediately said that they were unfair.
Little Fatty Orange is really ignorant of the world. He doesn't even give a person as powerful as his assistant a face. You know, this person is even feared by the director of the Hongta Mountain Siberian Tiger Forest Park.
"By the way, do you really dare to cut off the little orange pig's food? I feel like the entire Tiger Garden can be demolished by him." Seeing the group of water friends above speaking for Xu Lele, other water friends said:
"Yes, the little orange pig is a ruthless tiger that dares to chew even trees. If it gets fierce, it might even be able to bite through iron."
"That's right, you can starve other animals, but you must not starve a tiger. Isn't this asking for trouble?"
"Okay, Xiaoju, don't be so excited."
"Sister is joking with you, can't you hear it?" Sister Hong'er rubbed Cheng Hao's belly and comforted him, "Now let's go back and give him some milk, okay?"
"Ouch~Ouch (good)"
As soon as Cheng Hao heard that there was a basin of milk to drink, Cheng Hao was too lazy to continue to be aggressive with Xu Lele. After all, he would get nothing by being more serious with the other party, so there were many benefits in listening to the breeder girl.
"Glutty little rascal."
Seeing this, Xu Lele muttered.
Then she followed Sister Hong'er to the dormitory to prepare a basin of milk for Cheng Hao.
"Director, you don't look good. Did something happen?"
The staff member who asked the pickup truck to drag a carriage of green cloth over saw that his boss didn't seem to be looking well, and expressed concern.
"There is a small problem, but it is not serious." After hearing this, the director took a deep breath and said: "Go and ask Mr. Director where the free-range area is? Arrange all these green cloths. bring it on."
"Okay, I get it. Boss."
The staff nodded after hearing this and followed Director Li's words.
When Director Li saw it, he took the leaves torn from the iron tree branches, picked at his teeth and said depressedly: "It's really unlucky. I have been a director for so long, and this is the first time I have been tricked by a little tiger. The key is Get in there yourself.”
He has been in the directing industry for so long, what kind of big storms has he not seen?
But he never thought that one day he would be tricked by a tiger and become the murderer of the iron tree.
He didn't know what to say about his depressed mood.
Fortunately, not many people knew about this matter, otherwise his reputation would have been lost.
"Sister Hong'er, are all the milks made by Little Fatty Orange made with milk powder?" In the dormitory, Xu Lele held up her mobile phone and looked at Sister Hong'er who was preparing the milk.
She always thought that the tiger cubs were fed with fresh goat's milk after birth, but she did not expect that it was actually made with milk powder.
"Yes, the little tigers in the Hongta Mountain Siberian Tiger Forest Park drink milk made from milk powder." Sister Hong'er, who was scooping up the milk powder, nodded and looked at Xu Lele's curious look. He smiled and said, "You don't really think that all the little tigers in the tiger park drink fresh milk, do you? How is this possible?"
If all the milk in the Hongtashan Siberian Tiger Forest Park were fresh milk, let’s not talk about how much it would cost? The storage conditions alone are troublesome.
"Then the nutrition contained in this milk powder will not be as good as fresh milk?" After hearing this, Xu Lele continued to ask.
Milk powder is just milk powder after all. Isn’t the nutritional value better than fresh milk?
"Actually, it's almost the same. We have been building tiger parks in China for so many years, and we have a lot of experience in this area." Sister Hong'er poured milk into the basin and looked at Cheng Hao under the table and said, "Look at Xiaoju's appearance. You know that there is actually not much difference between fresh milk and milk made from powdered milk."
Is basin milk made from milk powder better than fresh milk? Can't you tell by looking at the little tigers being fed?
"Then it seems that the milk made from milk powder is still very good." After hearing this, Xu Lele looked at Cheng Hao, who was sitting wrinkled aside, and said.
Take a look at how fat Xiaoju has become. It seems that there is not much difference between milk powder and fresh milk.
"Yes, at least the tigers in the Hongta Mountain Siberian Tiger Park like it." Sister Hong'er put down the iron basin, touched Cheng Hao's round head and said, "Drink obediently, you know? Don't lick it randomly. If the basin is used for eating, If it’s rotten, my sister will have to get you a bucket.”
This bowl was already the thickest one she had picked, but Xiaoju always licked it randomly after drinking the milk, and the bottom of the iron bowl became thinner after licking it.
If Xiao Ju continued to behave like this, she would have no choice but to get a stainless steel bucket for Xiao Ju to drink milk from.
"Oooh~ooh (oh oh)"
After hearing this, Cheng Hao carefully approached the pot of milk and slowly started sucking it. He didn't want to drink the pot of milk from an iron bucket and become a real mess.
Although he has become a tiger and no longer cares about his reputation, what if he is always called the "rice bucket" in the Hongta Mountain Siberian Tiger Forest Park? He'll also have a headache.
"Little Fat Orange is really fat. He drinks milk from a bucket."
"That's of course. Do you think the name of Little Fatty Jujuzao is for nothing?"
"Add ten buckets of milk to little Fat Orange. With such a small bowl, who are you pretending to look down on? If people from abroad saw it, they would think that our little Fat Orange can't afford the milk."
"That's right, I will pay for Little Fatty Orange's milk."
The water friends in the live broadcast room heard it, and they said something to each other, saying that they should quickly change the bucket of milk for Little Fatty Orange. They wanted to watch Little Fatty Orange drink from the sea and swallow it like a whale.
"Since everyone wants to see Little Fat Orange drink milk from a bucket, then quickly click on the shopping cart at the bottom of the screen to buy tickets. Your every support can help Little Fat Orange drink milk from a bucket as soon as possible. .”
Seeing this, Xu Lele smiled and said, although she became a monk halfway and took over Sister Hong'er's live broadcast room, she still knows what to say now after watching the live broadcast for so long?
While everyone is making requests now, I can help sell a wave of tickets for the Hongtashan Siberian Tiger Forest Park.
As Xu Lele finished speaking, the tickets in the live broadcast room were refreshed:
"Did you hear that? Hurry up and buy it for me. Let's work together to let little Fat Orange live a life where he can drink milk from buckets and basins."
"Come on, brothers bought the tickets. Let's work hard for a happy life for little Fat Orange, Oli is here!"
"Come on, rush on, I want to buy ten tickets to support Little Fat Orange."
"I want to buy twenty tickets so that poor little Fatty can drink milk from buckets and basins."
