"Dried ostrich meat?" Sang Luo suddenly stopped and thought about it seriously.
"Is it tasty?"
Shen Wuyang nodded wildly, "It's delicious! It's so delicious! I tried it once and I can't forget the taste now."
"It's just that it's hard to buy some. The supply exceeds the demand every day."
With that said, Shen Wuyang took out his mobile phone and said, "Master, do you want to eat? If you want to eat, I will snatch it for you now!"
Before Sang Luo could respond, Shen Wuyang immediately squeezed into the crowd and helped Sang Luo grab the dried ostrich meat.
Shen Wuyang squeezed into the crowd, almost being squeezed into dried meat, and finally squeezed to the front.
The vendor selling ostrich meat is a middle-aged man in his forties. His skin looks like it has been soaked in soy sauce, with yellow and black skin, and his hands are covered with calluses.
He picked up the scale beam on the ground and put it into the basket on the side. Then he carried the basket, raised his head and smiled and said to the customers in line: "Today's ostrich jerky will be sold out! Tomorrow's ostrich jerky will be sold out!" Everyone, hurry up early!"
Customers who had been queuing for a long time dispersed angrily while shouting and complaining.
He kept saying that he would come early tomorrow to queue up.
Shen Wuyang walked back to Sang Luo with a lazy pace, put his hands on his waist, shrugged and said:
"Master, I can't help it. It's sold out again. I will try my best to grab it for you to try next time."
Sang Luo smiled and said it didn't matter.
Then he took Shen Wuyang and the ghost baby back to Cangyun Temple.
It’s another Friday, and it’s time to go live.
Sang Luo carried a plate of Wuyou's dried persimmons and made a pot of white tea before entering the computer room.
She turned on her phone and looked at the hot topics on Whale Platform.
#HaolingGroupCEO was drugged and poisoned by his wife#
#Haoling Group Prince Jiang Mengchen took over the group’s business#
#Supernatural deaths occur frequently across the country#
#伟民bureau newly established paranormal incident special management bureau#
#Are there really ghosts in this world?
Since the Underworld has recently collected and killed a large number of people with special fates, and the methods used are extremely secretive and weird, each deceased person will experience a supernatural event before his death, which has caused a great sensation in the society.
People began to believe that there were supernatural phenomena and supernatural souls in this world.
In addition, the Civil Protection Bureau has also established a special Bureau for Supernatural Event Management, which makes people believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world.
This also directly led to the metaphysics bloggers on the Whale Platform starting to gain popularity overnight.
As the boss of fortune-telling bloggers on the Whale Platform, Sang Luo also directly gained nearly one million followers.
After Sang Luo briefly browsed through recent hot spots, she put down her phone, turned on her computer for debugging, and started her new live broadcast.
As soon as the live broadcast started, a large number of fans poured in. In addition to the old fans who had always supported her, there was also a lot of new blood. These new fans were extremely active.
[Is this the fortune teller of Whale Platform? 】
【This looks so beautiful! Obviously he could have brushed off the edges, but he chose to tell fortunes]
[Is this Master Yunze who has never failed to achieve success in the three months since the show started? 】
[If I had known that the host of the fortune-telling live broadcast room was so good-looking, I would not have gone to the live broadcast room, because my body was empty]
[I'm new here. I heard that someone has seen ghosts in this live broadcast room before. Is this true? 】
[As an old fan who watched Master Yunze on the first day, I can tell you responsibly that this is true]
Sang Luo picked up the teapot, poured half a bowl of tea into the cup, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it. The soup was clear in color, the aroma was high, and the fragrance of tea was pure.
Take a careful sip, the taste is mellow and the aftertaste is long-lasting.
"The rules of my live broadcast room are that when a goddess comes to tell fortunes, and there are three fortune tellings every day, I will release lucky bags for everyone to grab, and the netizens who grab them will get the chance to tell fortunes. If there are people who don't believe in my ability, I can give them first You test the things beforehand, and if you think it is accurate, then you can pay for the things afterward.”
Sang Luo put down the tea cup in his hand and explained the rules of his live broadcast room to the new friends who entered the live broadcast room.
"There are many ways to tell fortunes. I know Qi Men Dun Jia, Feng Shui physiognomy, and the Four Pillars and Eight Characters. If I want to ask questions, I usually use Qi Men for fortune telling. If I want to calculate my fortune in career and love, I am willing to give fortune telling. You can use the horoscopes to make predictions.”
"I will use facial appearance as an assistant when predicting events. If there is a destined person whose ancestors are not buried in the right place, or the feng shui of the Yangzhai is not good, you can come to me."
【Wow! The anchor knows too many things]
[I heard that the anchor has some friendship with the team leader of the Special Administration Bureau! Then you are a regular soldier]
[It feels very professional, unlike some fortune-telling bloggers I have contacted before, who feel like they are half-assed]
[The anchor is a mountain doctor who is proficient in fortune telling! 】
【I want to calculate, I want to calculate! 】
[Can I predict the arrival of ten goddesses? In a live broadcast room with hundreds of thousands of people, I might not be able to grab a lucky bag]
Sang Luo shook his head, "No, there are many fans in my live broadcast room who gave me gifts, but none of them got the lucky bag. You can't make this exception. Everything must follow the rules."
【Why! Oh well】
[Anchor, hurry up and give out lucky bags! I’m going to get ready to rob]
[It’s time to compete for character]
Sang Luo saw that the netizens in the live broadcast room were gearing up and eager to try, so she quickly released the lucky bag.
As soon as the lucky bag was released, hundreds of thousands of people rushed to grab it. Such a lively battle even caused her live broadcast room to be slightly stuck.
Thirty seconds later, the lucky bag opened, and the live broadcast room was full of wailing, all complaining that they didn't get it.
Among the many wailing sounds, a gift announcement suddenly jumped out.
[Meicheng decoration workers sent a goddess to come]
[Is this the lucky guy who got the lucky bag today? 】
[Ouch, I’m so jealous]
[Anchor, I grabbed the lucky bag, how should I perform fortune telling? 】
Obviously, the netizen who grabbed the lucky bag is new to the live broadcast room and doesn’t know the process yet.
"You just click on the bottom of the screen to apply for a video connection. Once I get connected, you can start fortune telling." Sang Luo explained.
The video connection was connected, the screen split into two, and a middle-aged man appeared on the screen.
The man's hair was swaying here and there, and the stubble on his face looked like it hadn't been trimmed for a long time. Behind him was a house with mud walls lit by dim lights.
There were no excessive decorations in the room, only a wooden bed, a small black square table, and a few small chairs. Clothes were hung on nylon ropes strung across the middle of the room.
The term "family disciples with four walls" is very appropriate for this destined person.
After the man connected to the video, he showed a simple smile. Facing the camera, you could see that his face was slightly unnatural. He stretched out his hand to say hello to the audience in the live broadcast room:
"Hello everyone, my name is Wei Dehai, and I am a decorator! If you have any decoration needs, you can contact me!"
