In the evening, Xiao Yiju successfully brought Tiaotiao into his room in exchange for two lollipops.
Xiao Yiju guessed that it was Tiaotiao who destroyed the figurine and the room, but he chose to leave evidence instead of taking action immediately.
He planned to use this to threaten Tiao Tiao in the future, and take it out when Tiao Tiao was disobedient.
"Let's get started."
Xiao Yiju said to Tiao Tiao.
“Let’s get started!”
Tiao Tiao raised his two little paws high and followed Xiao Yiju to learn.
Xiao Yiju held Tiaotiao in her arms and opened the live broadcast room with familiarity.
I don’t know if it’s because the fortune-telling story from yesterday spread, but the number of people in the live broadcast room has skyrocketed again compared to yesterday!
More than 10,000 people watched the live broadcast online.
Xiao Yiju's fans have reached several thousand people.
A person with the online name "Master is Light" was desperately trying to tell the newcomer what happened yesterday. It was obviously that girl Cheng Xiangyun.
"Please feel free to ask whatever you want to know, but let me be clear: metaphysics is also a form of science. I hope everyone will respect science, respect the law, and not promote feudal superstition. Also, our quota is limited, so I hope everyone will spend wisely. The connection quota will be randomly allocated."
Xiao Yiju's opening remarks today were a bit confusing. There was silence in the live broadcast room for a moment, and then the rockets started to come out one after another.
Xiao Yiju quickly connected with the first person.
"Master, I can't find a stamp. Could you please help me find it?"
The first person was a middle-aged man in his forties, who looked anxious.
Apparently that stamp was very important to him.
[A thousand yuan to ask a master to calculate a stamp? 】
There was a sudden discussion in the live broadcast room.
[Is this guy stupid? What stamp is worth a thousand yuan?]
[That's right, who collects stamps anymore? This is just idiotic, right?]
[There's too much money, it's burning.]
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged man was clearly getting irritated. "You know shit! That stamp is called 'Long Live National Victory!' It's worth at least 1.5 million!"
【What!?】
The onlookers were obviously shocked!
One million and a half dollars for a stamp? That's a bit much, right?
[You're not talking about 1.5 million Zimbabwean dollars, are you?]
Someone quickly found it on Baidu.
Yes, "Long Live the National Victory!" is indeed very expensive. Only about twenty copies exist, and it once fetched a whopping two million yuan at auction.
Wow!
There was an exclamation in the live broadcast room.
[Mom, I'm not worth a single postage stamp.]
Is it too late to start collecting stamps now?
[One stamp, one house? No, I want to go look through my grandfather's love letters.]
…
"Don't panic, you won't lose it."
Xiao Yiju acted like a master, casually saying a few seemingly plausible I Ching quotes he found online, then covered the microphone and poked Tiaotiao's little butt: "Tiaotiao, Tiaotiao?"
Tiaotiao raised his head and asked, "What's Brother Juhua doing?"
Xiao Yiju whispered a reminder: "Read the face, read the face!"
"oh"
Tiao Tiao was a little dissatisfied. It was obviously Zhu Zhu who was watching, so what did it matter whether Tiao Tiao watched it or not?
Little brother Juhua came again to prevent Tiaotiao from eating candy.
Zhu Zhu took a look and said, "Tiao Tiao, his son sold the stamp to a recycling station."
Tiao Tiao said as Zhuo Zhu instructed.
"What did you say?"
The man suddenly jumped up.
"Your son sold that stamp and a bunch of your old books to buy snacks."
"This unfilial son!"
The middle-aged man muttered and said hello to Xiao Yiju: "Thank you, Master. I'll go find some stamps now."
After saying that, the man left the live broadcast room.
Xiao Yiju continued to draw the next one.
Soon a man named Yang Quan connected the line.
A young man's face appeared on the opposite side. He had dark skin and looked honest and simple.
"This Yang Quan...Brother."
Feeling that this name might be this person's real name, Xiao Yiju paused and continued, "Big Brother, what do you want to be?"
Yang Quan hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, my great-grandmother is ninety-seven years old this year. It seems that she is dying. My grandfather and his family want to bury her together with my great-grandfather, but my great-grandmother refuses to do anything."
"And she said something very strange to me last time. It sounded like she was saying, 'Xiaoquan, go find your great-grandfather.' I'd like to ask Master to help me figure out what's going on."
Zhu Zhu looked at Yang Quan's face and told Tiao Tiao.
Tiaotiao said, "Because your grandfather wasn't born to your current great-grandfather, wasn't he?"
"Master, please stop talking nonsense."
Yang Quan was anxious: "Who said my grandfather isn't my biological son? He clearly looks a lot like my great-grandfather! What kind of master are you? This is nonsense!"
Tiaotiao played with the figurine and said, "Your real great-grandfather died more than 70 years ago. He and your current great-grandfather were brothers."
Yang Quan was stunned!
The live broadcast room is buzzing with excitement again!
[This, this, is this another ethical drama? ]
[This expert calculated with his fingers, is this the story of the uncle and his sister-in-law? ]
[In other words, my younger brother went out of town, and my older brother and sister-in-law stayed at home...]
Oh, heaven, oh, earth, is there still justice? Is there still law?
[Why do I remember someone cheating on each other yesterday?]
......
In a blink of an eye, new netizens came to the live broadcast room and asked about yesterday's story.
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