True gold will always shine, and the Elvis family is not the only one who has set their eyes on Yuying, a potential stock. However, the private messages they sent out fell into the sea without exception, without even a notification that the other party had read them.
It’s as if this anchor doesn’t even read private messages.
The platform's private messaging function is a high-end product worth 1,500 points. You can use those points to buy something else. You can even buy two pairs of the new cotton underwear in the system mall to wear alternately.
Qi Guang wanted it.
But the fact is that he has to save every point for future debt repayment, and even when buying a piece of wire, he has to bargain with the system to two decimal places.
If there is only a 0.01 thickness of wire, the sheep that has stepped into the trap may run away.
After getting a tanned soft rabbit skin, making a few racks for drying meat and skins, and even sharpening a few knitting needles, Qi Guang became more and more envious of the curly fur of the little fat sheep.
The tanned rabbit skin has fine fur and a soft feel. Although there is only a small piece that is barely enough to make a pair of socks, Qi Guang has preserved it properly, preparing to use it when he has more leather.
More hides means more prey.
It is unrealistic to rely on cats to feed you every day. Being self-reliant is the way to survive.
Every morning after washing up and weeding, Qi Guang would check whether there was any prey in the traps he set.
--In addition to spending a lot of money to buy sheep traps made of iron wire, he also used vine ropes to make several small traps for catching rabbits and birds. Although he didn't catch any sheep, he did catch a few overly curious sparrows, adding some new variety to dinner.
There are more bones than meat. It looks round, but there is not much to eat after plucking the hair.
Today's trap still caught nothing. The cautious sheep did not take the path where Qi Guang set the trap, and there were not even any footprints left by the sheep on the wet ground in the early morning.
There was no point in taking this route. The flock of sheep had perfectly bypassed the location where Qi Guang had set the trap the previous two times. Even though Qi Guang had set the trap in another place, they took a detour as if they knew they couldn't go there.
After Yingying asked "Did she catch the sheep today?", some viewers took advantage of the situation and started calculating how many days it would take Qi Guang to catch the sheep. Every time the trap was empty, the barrage would be filled with "The xth day that Yingying failed to catch the sheep."
It's really heartbreaking.
Qi Guang sighed, cleaned up the fallen branches and leaves from the tree next to the trap, and replaced them with new dry grass to cover it.
He placed a cucumber grown in the experimental field next to the trap as bait, and when he broke it in the middle it released a crisp fragrance. Thinking about adding a handful of fresh green vegetables to increase the traction, he didn't believe that there wouldn't be any greedy sheep among the group of sheep.
After checking the traps, Qi Guang calculated the time and felt that he could go to the experimental field again.
Qi Guang would go to the experimental field about every one or two days, one to check out the various vegetables and fruits in the experimental field, and the other to confirm the growth of crops such as corn and wheat in the experimental field.
He had to build storage points before the crops matured so that he could store as much food as possible before winter came.
Corn is currently the best crop, with a large area of land that receives the most sunlight thriving. It has only been two weeks since the last rain, and when you peel off the leaves on the corn stalks, you can see a few young corn kernels growing inside.
In comparison, the growth of wheat is worrying. It is struggling to compete with weeds for nutrients in a small piece of land. It hangs its head and looks thin and withered. At first glance, it is indistinguishable from the foxtail grass next to it.
Something is better than nothing. As long as I can eat it, I am not picky about whether it is corn, wheat or foxtail grass.
After all, foxtail grass is just undomesticated primitive millet and is edible. If there is really no food, it can be an alternative option.
In addition, Qi Guang will try to explore deeper into the experimental field.
Shen Hainong's experimental field is known as the Little China, and of course it is not just the few acres in front of Qi Guang. When Qi Guang went to the experimental field to play with his friends, he had to ride a tractor, and it took him half an hour to cross the experimental field.
Qi Guang has found large corn fields, small wheat fields, and a variety of vegetables such as cucumbers, lettuce, and tomatoes. If he walks deeper, he may make some new discoveries. Qi Guang still remembers the half watermelon he saw when he first arrived at the experimental field.
Summer isn’t over yet, and without watermelon it’s like missing an important piece of the puzzle.
The watermelons grown by Shen Hainong are a well-known variety in the Hong Kong University Town. Every year when they are put on the canteen shelves, they trigger a wave of purchasing. Qi Guang even asked his friends to help him grab two. They are indeed green skin, red flesh, sweet and sandy. When you bite them, your mouth is full of sweetness. They are much better than the watermelons you buy outside.
Ah, speaking of it, the friend who helped him grab the watermelon, the chances of him surviving were probably not very high.
--Who made the apocalypse break out on the first day of school? In less than three days, the university town in the port area became the most densely populated zombie area in Shen City, second only to the city center.
His friend was a cadre of the Student Union, and he had to help the girls move their luggage downstairs of the dormitory building that day.
Qi Guang squatted down and carefully observed the melon on the ground with white skin like frost. Based on his limited agricultural knowledge, he judged that it was probably not a watermelon.
Watermelons are not this big or this long.
――This is winter melon.
It's really rare that the winter melon is still this big after a thousand years.
Well, maybe it was actually smaller, but Qi Guang had only seen winter melons sold in slices in supermarkets, so he had no way to compare. However, there were more than a dozen large winter melons that were so heavy that Qi Guang needed to hold them with both hands, and the scene was quite shocking at first glance.
Qi Guang picked a smaller winter melon, made a net bag, put it over the melon and dragged it away.
He did have a bamboo backpack that could hold a winter melon, but considering that his weaving skills were not very reliable, he decided not to rashly challenge the basket's load-bearing capacity.
Winter melon can be used to make soup. Adding some dried shrimps and a little salt will make it taste very good. Although Qi Guang doesn't have dried shrimps, it should be OK to use small river shrimps instead.
He thought about today's dinner. When Donggua appeared, the audience in the live broadcast room had already begun to brush their hands consciously. They were waiting for the green and white food to look good. Please give me a name! Please give me a taste! Wait, it looked so lively that it almost blocked Qi Guang's face.
In the past two days, Qi Guang's audience number has basically stabilized at 1,700 to 1,800 people, and the number of fans is also gratifyingly approaching the 3,000 mark.
Heathvis, who was ranked first on the gift list, hadn’t been seen for several days, and the gap between him and the second place, Phillo, had narrowed to single-digit starships.
The original third place was pushed to the back, and 2254 new fans who had followed Qi Guang for less than two weeks emerged as a dark horse and almost squeezed out Phillo.
It can be said that it was a lively scene of one person taking the stage after another, coupled with rumors of unsuccessful attempts by multiple companies to contact each other and live broadcast content of hardcore and cool operations, finally, when Qi Guang knew nothing about it, it was posted on the live broadcast forum as a hot topic by the onlookers.
Hardcore and cool operations are the key.
Originally, the main post of Bayiba was published in the life section of the live broadcast forum. The discussion was not about any anchor but #Seeking tips for helping insomnia and hair loss#. The poster was a growing canine who suffered from insomnia and stress-induced alopecia areata due to study pressure.
Insomnia is not a problem.
Alopecia areata is it.
Touching his tail hair which was so sparse that only two or three hairs were left, Mr. Love, who was also a male of the same species, felt deeply touched.
Interstellar life is fast-paced and stressful. Hair loss, alopecia and insomnia are almost becoming standard features of the beastmen, and there is a trend of gradually spreading to the beastmen students at younger ages.
Back then, Mr. Love was a sleek and handsome cat. When he lifted his long fur and big tail, countless girls would chase after him. But time was merciless and his fur was falling off rapidly. Since he started working, he has been leaving home early and coming back late every day due to work pressure. He cannot sleep at night every day, and his fur has started to thin out before he reached middle age.
But as the pillar of the family, he couldn't quit his job and give up his career just for the sake of tail hair, so he could only rely on the fake tail hair to barely maintain his masculine dignity.
A hairless male beastman is like a male human without a penis. He is listless and dares not even look up at people when walking on the street.
Even if it's those hairless beasts like fish and snakes, why don't you let them shed a scale
Mr. Love sadly applied a thick layer of anti-hair loss ointment on his bald tail. Although he had applied it for several years and did not see any new hair grow on his tail, two of the remaining thirty-five hairs fell out.
The wife beside him had already fallen into a deep sleep, snoring with her furry tail in her arms, looking so comfortable and contented that the cat would be jealous.
I don’t know whether it is the hair loss that causes insomnia or the insomnia that causes hair loss, but Mr. Love hasn’t had a good night’s sleep for a long time.
well.
Mr. Love sighed, and clicked on the post, thinking that he must not be the only one suffering like this. As expected, there were not many people sharing tips on growing hair. Everyone seemed to be bald, and there were two small advertisements selling fake hair.
There is no cure for baldness... Please cherish your last hair...
Stress-induced alopecia areata is real. The doctor told me to relax and prescribe the right medicine for the source of stress, but alopecia areata is my source of stress [covering face].
I haven’t found any good way to grow hair yet, but if you have insomnia, I recommend this anchor [link] to you. The smell in the live broadcast room is very comfortable, which should help if the insomnia is caused by excessive stress.
Oh! I also want to recommend this anchor! Brother Yuying's live broadcast room is really comfortable. I have to smell it before going to bed every day!
This operation of smelling it before going to bed is too crude, hahahaha!
I originally wanted to complain about the anchor's lack of sincerity in the advertisement, but when I saw the words "smell it before going to bed", I couldn't help but laugh.
I took a look and saw that he was playing Wilderness: Survival. For a moment I didn’t know whether to complain or feel sorry for the host [laughing and crying].
Mr. Luo Fu was also intrigued by the description of smelling it before going to bed, and like other passers-by in the post, he clicked into the live broadcast room of the anchor named Yuying, wanting to know what the anchor who made people want to smell it before going to bed looked like.
It smells really good.
Even if only 50% of the olfactory sharing is turned on, you can still smell the tempting aroma wafting in the live broadcast room.
It's soft, sweet, and lightly salty, with a more caramelized and mellow smell, and a little bit of the sour and sweet taste of fruit, all coming up at once.
Gurgle.
Mr. Love swallowed hard. He did not feel the kind of relaxed tiredness described in the forum. Instead, he was completely tempted.
If he had come an hour earlier, he could have experienced the lazy evening when the weary birds returned to their nests in the woods, but unfortunately, it was the host's dinner time.
Qi Guang cut a piece of winter melon and cooked winter melon soup for himself.
The winter melon soup contains not only river shrimps but also dried shellfish and conch meat picked up from the beach. A few pieces of meat that are not big enough to fill the gaps between teeth are added to the soup to enhance the flavor. The salty and fresh taste complements the sweetness of the winter melon.
The staple food was a bird whose species Qi Guang couldn't recognize and two fish, smeared with inedible grape juice and two small tomatoes stuffed in the fish and bird's stomachs. They were so sour that they were eatable even without salt.
This is the most relaxing time of the day for Qi Guang.
Life is not easy, so you must eat well so that you have the strength to face the pressure of survival.
Qi Guang held the winter melon soup in his hand and sat by the cave, watching the last bit of sunlight slowly disappear into the forest.
The scenery at this time is very beautiful. The warm yellow light disappears into the darkness little by little. The air is covered with a hazy dark green like fog. The weary birds returning to their nests startle the swaying branches and leaves. All the sounds seem to be swallowed up by the darkness as the sunlight disappears.
The world became exceptionally quiet.
The only source of light was the slow-burning fire in the cave, which crackled with the sound of firewood.
On the contrary, the atmosphere seems more peaceful and harmonious, with a sense of peace and tranquility in the world.
The cat jumped out from nowhere, and approached Qi Guang with its tail up. Qi Guang couldn't see the cat's appearance in the dark, but he could smell the smell of blood approaching.
The cat was breathing normally and purring comfortably, and its steps did not sound slow or staggering due to injury.
He must have just finished his meal.
Qi Guang drank a mouthful of winter melon soup, then leaned back tactically as the cat came over to sniff and caress its head curiously.
The cat licked Qi Guang's face, and its rough tongue scratched Qi Guang's face, which felt a little painful.
He must have just finished his meal.
Mouth full of the taste of blood.
So stinky.