The king barked again.
In the live broadcast room footage, its head looked particularly big, and the whole dog looked particularly fierce and domineering.
However, the way he carelessly nuzzled Qiao Qiao's chest made him look particularly well-behaved and clingy.
Meng men acting coquettishly are especially deadly.
For example, the barrage area at this moment:
[Holy shit, shit, shit! 】
【What a big dog! What kind of dog is this? Tibetan Mastiff? 】
[What does this dog eat? Don’t you also eat wild vegetables? 】
[I just took a screenshot and checked. This is Turkey’s national dog Kangal. There are also breeding farms selling it in China...but not as big as this one. 】
[Anchor, upload the link! 】
[It is so docile and this fairy feels so secure! 】
[Calm down in front, big dogs need to be educated. If you don’t educate them well, they can bite your arm off in one bite. 】
The king is indeed as mentioned in the barrage, he has grown up recently
Just standing there now, my head could touch Qiao Qiao's shoulder. If the original owner came over, I'm afraid there would be no reason to cry - because this mental outlook is completely different.
But Qiaoqiao didn't pay attention to the live broadcast room. Instead, he reacted and touched the king's head again: "Your Majesty, is this wild boar newly brought by you?"
"Woof."
"If you steal a piglet like this, will the wild boar mother be angry? Can you beat her?"
"Woof."
"Okay, wait a minute and tell mom we have another wild boar."
He finally remembered the live broadcast room again. Now he let go of the king with his mobile phone, and then pointed the camera at the pig pen:
"Children, today we will teach you how to feed pigs."
"There are seven pigs here. Mom said the three white ones will grow fat very quickly, and the two black ones will grow slower, but their meat is very fragrant."
"This little black one is a little wild boar that the king stole some time ago. My sister just said that it should be sterilized."
"This little black one hasn't been here yet this morning. It seems that the king just stole it back."
"Your Majesty is so powerful!"
Barrage:……
[Yes, yes, the king is so powerful. He raised his palm and looked at the Aras family beside him. 】
【Fairy dog! Will steal a wild boar! 】
【Fight, fight! Wild boar, fight! 】
Qiaoqiao found a good angle with her mobile phone, pushed a few pigs away with difficulty, then pointed it at the pig trough, picked up the big bucket and started pouring it into it.
"Crash!"
The pig food fell and the piglets immediately gathered around!
However, at this moment, no one in the barrage paid attention to the great strength shown by the anchor. Instead, it was filled with comments from all directions.
[I don’t know for a moment whether I should be shocked that the dog stole the wild boar, or should be shocked that the anchor got two wild boars for nothing. 】
[Link to link! 】
[Black pig, white pig and small wild boar! 】
[Morning sterilization should be broadcast live, but the anchor is losing popularity. 】
[Why is this big dog so powerful? My husky didn’t even bring back a pheasant when he returned home. At this moment, I can’t help but pick up the slippers——]
[Please, dog, please stop chewing on the sofa! 】
[Link to link! 】
A group of piglets were squeezing against each other, their big ears twitching, their heads buried in the pig trough, and they squeaked as they ate. It was rare to get quiet in the live broadcast room, and there were no more pig noises.
But the barrages kept coming and going again.
[I don’t know why, but I’m hungry. 】
[As mentioned above, maybe you want to eat pig food. 】
[Is it possible that it’s time for lunch? 】
[The pigs are free-range in the back mountains, and they still eat wild vegetables and crops... Where is the anchor's house? Can you please treat me to some pig-killing vegetables? 】
[I am a student, please send one. No matter the variety, please give me free shipping. 】
Qiao Qiao stood there and looked at the water in the sink next to her. However, the water was still full. It was brought by Zhang Wang's family on a tricycle every day when they came to collect manure.
Look at the straw in the pigsty again. The trees in the back hill were cut down before. They are half yin and half yang at the moment. It's neither too humid nor too hot, and the straw in the pig pen looks pretty dry.
Satisfied, he now said to the live broadcast room where the discussion was still going on passionately: "Okay, kids, have you all learned how to feed the pigs? Bye bye!"
[I didn’t learn it, I didn’t learn it. 】
[To be honest, I came here to wait for hypnosis. Why are you making me hungry now? 】
[Anchor, you didn’t choose the theme well this time. I suggest you add goods next time. 】
[You have to sell a little more, I'm so excited to shop now, but I don't have anywhere to place an order. 】
[The anchor has goods but doesn’t sell them, and looks around his wallet at a loss]
[If the piglets are not for sale, pork pre-sale packages are also available. I am willing to wait until the end of the year to kill the pigs. 】
[Help, I am a newbie, where is this anchor? I have never eaten wild boar in my life! 】
[As mentioned above, wild boars were protected animals when I was born, and they were only given another chance in the past two years. 】
[I haven’t eaten it either, anchor, give me a chance! 】
The numerous rewards were scattered like fireworks, but Qiaoqiao had already packed up the empty buckets, said goodbye to King Dabai one by one, and then turned off the live broadcast without hesitation.
——Going down the mountain!
It's about time for dinner.
At the foot of the mountain.
After some pulling and pushing, Master Zhang was finally sent to the table.
Master Zhang was quite embarrassed:
"Oh, why should I go to the table..."
Zhang Yanping came back with an empty meal bag. He happened to hear this sentence and thought to himself: Because the table is at the far end and it is inconvenient to serve food, no one likes to sit there, hahaha...
cough.
Of course, the main thing is to respect the guests.
At this moment, Master Zhang stopped Song Sancheng from pouring the wine: "That's enough, that's enough... I have a bad stomach, so I can't drink too much!"
These words are the same as polite words in the countryside, so Song Sancheng poured some more: "Brother, my cousin has not been with him for a long time. You have two drinks with him today. Why are you so polite?"
Master Zhang then looked very reluctant:
"Okay, okay, I'll stay with my uncle and have a little drink."
"As you get older, you have to control yourself."
“Oh—good wine!”
"Oh, this dish! Uncle, your skills are getting better and better!"
The two people exchanged cups, and Song Sancheng and Song Youde also took a few sips. The scene was particularly lively.
Song Tan couldn't help but feel happy.
What good wine? Just ordinary local wine that costs tens of dollars a bottle! He drank it with gusto.
This year she also planted some sorghum and corn in the fields at the foot of the mountain, and let her seventh cousin make wine by himself when autumn comes.
However, Qiaoqiao reported to Ulan again: "Mom, there is another little pig. The rice is not enough. I need to feed more later."
Wulan was also happy: "You are so white as a pig, why are you not happy?"
So she nodded: "Okay, okay, we Qiaoqiao have the final say on how much you feed!"
Qiao Qiao was a little confused.
He always felt that his mother's reaction was not right, so he turned to Song Tan and said, "Sister, the king has brought another little pig back, and there is not enough food."
Song Tan was even more happy: "If it's not enough, feed me more!"
But after thinking about it, I felt vaguely that something was not right:
"Take another one? Or do you mean the original one? How many are there now?"
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