Chapter 176 The top stars are worthless
[Be generous. Even if the dog doesn't get caught, the top group still has Sister Song, the finale, who hasn't made it.]
The last two groups of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix wouldn't think that if they didn't count the two balls for the top player, they would lose. The top player knocked down sixteen balls by himself, and Sister Song could surpass the last two by knocking down just one.
Ma Tao would occasionally be fair, "The two balls that the puppy knocked over don't count. The only one left is Professor Song."
Song Zhiwei picked up the ball and passed it to Song Zhiyuan, then leaned leisurely against the wooden fence, with a confident smile on his face.
[Based on my understanding of top stars, if this expression appears on their face, it must be something special.]
[Sister Song isn't very good at bowling, is she?]
[Sister Song can knock down ten of them. I'll show you how to copy Buddhist scriptures.]
"I don't think so. Sister Song is so busy with her studies and work that she doesn't have time for these kinds of activities. Without long-term practice, you can't reach the level of an expert in bowling. Don't ask me how I know. I've been learning for two months and still haven't figured it out."
If Sister Song is this good at bowling, then God is being a bit unfair.
Am I the only one who's obsessed with the shawl Song is wearing? It's so pretty. Does anyone have a link?
[I just searched for the same style and took a look. I'm afraid I can't afford it. The one Sister Song is wearing is from Qingfeng's runway collection this year, and it's worth six figures.]
[Didn't a blogger previously reveal that Sister Song only earns 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, so how could she afford such an expensive shawl?]
[It can't be that Sister Song's family is rich. Look at how the top star treats Sister Song's money like it's worthless. Not to mention a shawl, even if Qingfeng bought one for Sister Song, he wouldn't even blink an eye.]
[But Sister Song wearing such expensive clothes to work in the fields is clearly a show of wealth.]
[If you have money, you can also dress like this and work in the fields. ]
Song Zhiyuan wore jeans with a loose knitted top. The weather was relatively cold in the morning, so Song Zhiyuan added a retro shawl on the outside, which made her whole aura different.
Song Zhiyuan gathered her shawl, and without even taking a running start, she threw the bowling ball with force. The ball kept a straight horizontal line and rolled towards the bottles. Twenty bottles fell to the ground like dominoes that had been touched by a mechanism.
Everyone present looked at Song Zhiyuan in surprise.
"Sister Song, what other skills do you have that you haven't told us?" Cheng Yuhan continued with admiration, "Sister Song, did you learn them specifically?"
Song Zhiyuan explained, "When I was little, I often followed my grandfather to the bowling alley, and I learned it by osmosis. But it's been a while since I last played, so it's a little rusty now."
"Sister Song is so clumsy with her hands. If she is not clumsy, what level will she be at? Then we are clumsy." Cheng Yuhan is now in serious self-doubt. What do children from rich families eat? How come they know everything?
[Children from wealthy families are different. They spend money to raise their children from a young age. We are at a disadvantage from the starting line.]
[That's a bit wrong. Look at Chen Ying, who lives next door and is also from a wealthy family. She also didn't hit the target.]
[Sister, stop talking. I used to be able to console myself by comparing myself to the rich and poor, but now I can only admit that I'm not good enough.]
Because Song Zhiyuan hit all the targets correctly, Song Zhiwei's team undoubtedly won the final victory.
"Congratulations to the two teams that received the engineer shovels. The remaining six members each received a pair of gloves."
"Your mission today is to follow the Tibetans up the mountain as they dig for Cordyceps. Each group needs to dig thirty Cordyceps. The group that does it in the shortest time wins and gets a free tasting card for our Tibetan snack street."
"It's rare for the director team to be so generous." Chen Zhe couldn't help but sigh.
The director team found five local Tibetans who dug Cordyceps and took them to the mountains to dig Cordyceps.
The mountain road was bare without a single tree. As they walked forward, the slope became steeper and there were gravels under their feet. If they were not careful, they might step on empty space. Every few steps, Song Zhiwei would turn back and hold Song Zhiyuan's hand for a few steps.
After walking for so long, Song Zhiyuan was already slightly out of breath and took deep breaths of air.
Cheng Yuhan had already followed their master to the front, deliberately lagging behind Song Zhiwei and the others. Seeing this, Shen Jingmo pulled out a portable oxygen cylinder from his schoolbag and said, "The altitude is getting higher and higher as we climb. If Professor Song is not feeling well, why not rest here for a while?"
"Sister, if you can't hold on, I will send you back first. Don't try to be stubborn." Song Zhiwei didn't care about winning or losing the game. He was more concerned about his sister's health.
"I'm fine." After taking a few breaths of oxygen, Song Zhiyuan continued to climb up with everyone, but Song Zhiyuan slowed down his pace, and the other two were left behind in order to take care of Song Zhiyuan.
Since Sister Song has such a severe altitude sickness, she shouldn't come with everyone else to collect Cordyceps. She's simply slowing everyone down.
[You guys are slacking off and slowing down the entire team, and I don't see you slacking off as much.]
[It's just a game. The players involved don't take winning or losing that seriously, so why should you take it so seriously?]
After walking for nearly an hour, they finally reached the top of the mountain. Song Zhiyuan sat down on the ground to rest for a while, while other members who came up earlier had already started digging.
The aunt who was following Song Zhiwei's team taught, "Cordyceps generally likes to grow on soft soil on hillsides, in meadows, and under bushes. It looks very similar to weeds. We have to crawl along the hillside to find it. If we're lucky, we might dig up 40 or 50 pieces a day, but we might not find any at all. That's why wild Cordyceps is so expensive."
After hearing the introduction of the local Tibetans, they realized that they had been cheated by the dog-like director Ma Tao again. Before coming, they thought it was so easy and they could find it easily. They didn't expect that they might work hard for a whole day and not find a single one.
Zhang Rong asked casually, "So how many do you usually dig in a day?"
"At most, there are more than 40." Auntie answered honestly.
But Ma Tao actually asked them to find thirty.
The aunt took Song Zhiwei's arm and pointed at something that looked like a pointed piece of wood sticking out of the ground. "This is Cordyceps sinensis. Be careful when you dig it. Use a shovel to start digging seven centimeters away from the grass head. If you dig too far or too close, you will easily break the insect body. If you dig out a broken insect, it will be worthless."
"Dig about nine centimeters deep along with the grass and take it out." As the aunt said this, she dug out the insects skillfully.
After shaking off the dirt from the insect, the aunt looked disappointed and said, "This hollow, flat one has no medicinal value. I can't accept it. No one will buy it."
The aunt was about to throw the Cordyceps away when Song Zhiwei took it and said, "Auntie, since you can't sell it, why don't you give it to me?"
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