In fact, Su Xingchen had no idea about buying coir raincoats, he just felt that even if no one bought it, it didn't matter.
Anyway, the 1,000 yuan he got from selling the Hutuizi was a windfall in itself, and he used it to buy Uncle Niu's ten coir raincoats, which he thought was worth it.
After returning home, Su Xingchen found out the video stored on his phone before, put it on the platform, and wrote: "This is an old man living alone in our village. I went to see him again today. If you want to buy this old man's coir raincoat, please contact I."
Soon, someone sent a private message to Su Xingchen, asking how to sell these coir raincoats
Knowing that it was only 150 yuan a piece, I paid it readily. After all, 150 yuan is really not much, and ordering a supper in the city is more than this price.
After doing business twice in a row, someone in the comments said with emotion: You are the cheapest and most honest blogger who sells things on this platform.
Su Xingchen replied: Haha, because I am not here to make money.
Lanlanlu Lu Luda: Brother anchor, do you still have the coir raincoat? I want to buy one to hang in my study.
Su Xingchen replied: There is one last thing, you really came in time.
Two days later, almost all of the sent fruit were received by the buyer, and the feedback was very good, saying that the little brother packed it carefully, and the fruit received was not rotten, and was still fresh.
Two days later, the coir raincoat was also received.
Su Xingchen received pictures from the buyers one by one on his mobile phone, and found out dumbfoundingly that they were all bought as decorations...
Also, people who can use coir raincoats these days will not buy them online.
Su Xingchen showed these pictures to Uncle Niu, and Uncle Niu smiled from ear to ear. He felt very proud that his works were recognized by others and hung in his magnificent study.
Su Xingchen was also very happy. The seeds he planted in the vegetable field have sprouted in the past few days. The green field is very cute and delicate, and needs careful care.
When watering at sunset, Su Xingchen did not hesitate to share the vitality of his new life with his fans.
"Look, this watering bamboo tube is made by myself. It is very suitable for taking care of these newborn seedlings. When they grow up a bit, they need to change to a bigger one."
The joyful and warm voice of the young people, accompanied by the afterglow of the sunset in the quiet mountain, was transmitted to the ears of audiences all over the world through mobile phones, giving people a kind of comfort that they themselves are personally on the scene.
"Xiaobai, Xiaohuang, go home." Su Xingchen shouted.
Two dogs chasing each other's tails and playing, heard the owner's call, and immediately ran over happily from the distant grass.
o Life is meaningless o: Ha, it’s really healing, it’s the life I’m longing for.
The mood of French fries: really good, I am very envious and like it!
This brother programmer, French fries, may be a man who is not short of money, and today he gave Su Xingchen a gift of 200 yuan.
In the end, Su Xingchen said to him very frankly: "Thank you for your tip, but don't give it away in the future, because the platform collects most of the commission, and if you tip it, it will be collected by the platform, and I won't get much money. "
As soon as this sentence came out, the viewers who watched Su Xingchen's live broadcast knew that this little anchor brother did not broadcast live for money, so they were more willing to pay attention to him.
In the past few days, Su Xingchen has been tidying up the open space in front of and behind the house, preparing to plant flowers and trees. Perhaps, he can create a beautiful hermit garden
The vastness of the project may take a year and a half and it is unknown.
And Su Xingchen didn't think so much, anyway, he would find something to do when he was free now, and arrange his life to the fullest, so he wouldn't think so much about what he had and what he didn't have.
In City S, President Yu, who was so busy with the launch of the new game, finally breathed a sigh of relief after the official public beta of Moyu ol.
At the same time, I would like to thank the mysterious person who has never been absent during this period of time, who gave him three meals a day and supper every day, and even... suspected to have helped him tidy up the house
Yu Fengxing thought it was a bit interesting, so he gave the other party a nickname in his heart, let's call her Tianluo girl.
After all, a stinky man doesn't have the heart to clean and cook for another stinky man.
After the Moyu ol public beta, a large number of players flooded in immediately, causing the server to be full, and every time you log in, you need to queue up.
Su Xingchen hugged his Lenovo notebook and waited for a long time before he uploaded the newly created character, sweet and sour lotus root, onto the server.
The currently open East China districts are Tiandi Wuji, Yifang Qingyuan, Yuewu Shenhui, and Feiquan Mingyu, a total of four districts.
Just by looking at the name, you can tell that this is an ancient fairy-and-devil game, featuring beautiful and magical scenery, exquisite and clever characters, and naturally a soul-stirring plot.
Whether it's the battle between immortals and demons or the love and hatred between handsome men and beautiful women, everything is in Moyu ol.
"Well, the scenery is really beautiful." Su Xingchen logged in and sighed sincerely.
The person manipulated by him is a handsome Taoist, male, wearing a gray-blue ordinary Taoist robe, with a saber without any attribute blessing hanging on his waist, and holding a dust whisk without any attribute blessing in his hand.
These are Daoxiu's weapons, one for attack and one for assistance. That is to say, Dao Xiujin can kill the enemy, and retreat can be used as milk, but there is no such good thing.
As a Taoist who holds two jobs, he can do everything, but he is not good at everything, so it can be said that he is a relatively tasteless role.
Only rookies who are new to the game will choose such little trash as Daoxiu.
Su Little Trash Xingchen didn't know the pros and cons of it at all, so he thought Daoxiu was pretty good, and he could fight by himself.
The little rubbish road repairer who has nothing at the moment ran on the path of the primary task with his fly whisk. After spending half an hour, he finally pulled himself up to level 15, and he could team up with others to fight monsters!
[System]: Player Yun Feiyang invites you to form a team, agree or decline.
A prompt box pops up on the page for players to choose.
Su Xingchen does not have amnesia, nor does he have intermittent amnesia.
Seeing the word 'Yun Feiyang', Junxiu's face was stunned for a moment, thinking, this seems to be a game character of the owner of the house, how could he invite such a little trash like himself to form a team
It's kind of weird.
But Su Xingchen had no reason to refuse.
Su Xingchen clicked agree, opened the page of the team, and as expected, he saw a majestic demon, with a handsome face, red eyes, long hair neatly tied up, wearing a toga with black background and gray pattern, holding a trident , Stepping on boots with awesome attributes.
[Team] Yun Feiyang: Sweet and sour lotus root
[Team] Sweet and sour lotus root: Well, do you know me
On the surface, he was calm, but in fact, Su Xingchen, who was very guilty inside, immediately remembered the bad things he had done about Yun Feiyang on the game forum before, thinking, maybe he was discovered by himself, and then he came to Xingshi to ask for guilt...
So I regretted it, I should change my ID and come out to hang out.
[Team] Yun Feiyang: Are you the one who said I was young, handsome and rich on the forum
When Su Xingchen saw it, his eyes went dark, and he almost didn't faint... As expected, he came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime, but he didn't understand. Isn't it a little unscientific that we can meet each other like this
[Team] Sweet and sour lotus root: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to...
[Team] Yun Feiyang: Huh? Apologizing for what, I just want to ask, how do you know I'm young, handsome and rich? do you know me
[Team] Sweet and sour lotus root: Uh, I don’t know.
To Su Xingchen, meeting the owner of the house in the game and talking directly, this feeling is really a bit fantasy, but also a bit emotional, isn't the fate between the two of them a bit too good
If a man and a woman are rounded, they can be a couple, right
But since it's two men, let's be friends.
Su Xingchen felt that it was okay to bear with the fact that the owner of the house didn't eat spicy food.
[Team] Yun Feiyang: Is that nonsense
[Team] Sweet and sour lotus root: Yes.
The indifferent reaction made Yu Fengxing raise his eyebrows. This sweet and sour lotus root didn't know enough about the name Yun Feiyang, or it was just a cold personality.
[Team] Yun Feiyang: Do you want to bring it
Coincidentally, he is also a cold person.
[Team] Sweet and sour lotus root: OK.
[Team] Yun Feiyang: ...
Su Gao Leng, Little Trash Xingchen is actually not Gao Leng, but I just think... If you say too much and make mistakes, it is better to say less.
And the reason why Yu Fengxing was so good at picking up mice, and offered to bring a brand new trumpet at level 15, was only because of two strange reasons, one, he had a good impression of the game ID of the little trash, and two, it was repaying the other party for defending him. .
Just take it this time, and it will be irrelevant in the future.
[Team] Yun Feiyang: Keep up.
[Team] Sweet and sour lotus root: Yes.
The little Taoist cultivator in the gray clothes fluttering in the fairy wind, followed the tall demons in front of him for a while, and then distractedly typed and asked: Don't you ask me what task I do
Yu Fengxing, who was ahead of him, thought to himself, the whole Demon Realm is my world, do I need to ask...
But he typed out a few words with his fingertips: Speak it.
Su Xingchen manipulated it and realized that he was worthy of being a little trash. If he stopped typing, he would not be able to control the characters: How about you go to YY, I will tell you by voice.
Then I typed another sentence: I have a handicap.
Yu Fengxing frowned subconsciously. You must know that his account had never shown his face or voice.
Sweet and sour lotus root: But if you find it troublesome, forget it, I will toss it slowly by myself.
Yu Fengxing could tell that the other party was not talking politely to him.
"It's okay." He threw a bunch of room numbers over: "You come in."
Not long after, an account with a game ID entered the room. Yu Fengxing hugged him onto the microphone and said, "Can you hear me?"
Su Xingchen adjusted the headset and said, "Yes."
They didn't speak for a long time, Su Xingchen couldn't help asking: "Yun Feiyang, can you hear me?"
Yu Fengxing rubbed his ears, and his impression of sweet and sour lotus root was swept away: "Yes, I can hear it, how old are you?"
Su Xingchen: "..."
Su Xingchen was a little confused by the question.
Recalling it again and again, the other party really didn't ask me what level I was, but how old I was.
When he was at a loss, the man over there said in a serious voice: "Elementary school or junior high school? If you are a primary school student, my uncle won't take you. Hurry up and turn off the computer and do your homework."
As a game producer, President Yu is serious.
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