He's a streamer who's incredibly devoted to his fans, so how could he refuse even this small request?
Sang Sang was about to boil some water in a large iron pot for Sheng Ge's friends to wash up when Li Sheng walked over and stared at Sang Sang's beautiful hair, and couldn't help but sigh that it was really beautiful.
"Sangsang, could you let your hair down so everyone can see it? Your hair is so beautiful and you've received a lot of compliments. Everyone wants to know how you take care of your hair."
As Li Sheng spoke, he pointed to the drone not far away.
Although Sangsang couldn't understand why this flying thing could let outsiders see her, she felt very happy when she heard Sheng Ge say that many people praised her. But when she saw the drone and knew that many people would see her through it, she felt nervous and shy.
But she couldn't let her brother down, so she mustered her courage to face the camera and tried her best to appear poised and confident, but her tightly clasped hands betrayed her.
To ease Sangsang's emotions, Li Sheng suggested that she could talk to everyone slowly while combing her hair, just like chatting with friends.
Sure enough, this method worked much better. Sangsang took a carved wooden comb inlaid with silver wire and shimmering with light and combed her hair, imagining that she was communicating with her younger sisters.
It's much better now, and my speech is smoother and I don't stutter anymore: "I didn't do anything special, just comb my hair more often. Grandma Xiga said that this can make the blood flow to the head better and make the hair grow better. This peach wood comb was made for me by my grandfather when I was a child. After it was made, it was soaked in tea oil for a long time, so when I comb my hair with this comb, it can moisturize my hair and maintain my scalp. I don't do anything special when I wash my hair. Sometimes I use rice water, sometimes tea cake, and sometimes rice straw ash. All of these can clean it very well."
There was no secret method as imagined, but one had to admit that what Sangsang said was true. It's just that everyone uses shampoo these days, who would use something like this to wash their hair?
They even order takeout for meals. They don't have rice at home, let alone rice water. They don't even know what tea cakes are, let alone rice straw ash.
The only thing that could be done was a comb that could turn the situation around.
Everyone in the live stream was drawn to the comb in Sang Sang's hand.
Some people buy it to save their hair, but most just think the comb looks nice.
"The comb in Sangsang's hand was handmade by Grandpa. It's so beautiful. Grandpa is so amazing."
"I also want my grandfather to do it. My grandfather told me that he wants to live for two more years and not to be forced to die so quickly."
"Can I buy one? I know that a handmade one might be a bit expensive, but it's so beautiful and I really want to own it."
"I'm begging you in blood, streamer, please sell this product, just this comb."
"Sangsang's comb looks like an antique. If it were inlaid with some gemstones or something, it would definitely be a collectible."
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The fans' words gave Li Sheng an idea: instead of helping them get more help, he should focus on teaching them how to fish rather than giving them fish, so that they can become self-reliant.
However, he couldn't make this decision alone; he needed Sangsang and Grandpa Ada's consent.
Li Sheng conveyed the thoughts of the viewers in the live stream to Sang Sang. Sang Sang looked at the comb in her hand, then at Li Sheng, then at the drone, and then ran into the house and took out a large cloth bag.
It was filled with all sorts of things that Grandpa Ada had made for Sangsang.
They introduced each item one by one: lifelike plum blossom hairpins, bracelets, openwork earrings, peach wood longevity locks, beautiful slingshots, small crossbows, wooden daggers, and throwing knives.
She was nervous and shy before, but now she's almost calling everyone "family." She definitely has the potential to be a live streamer.
Shanmu was also keeping an eye on Sangsang. This little girl was very smart and had a strong stage presence in front of the camera. He was also keeping an eye on the data in the live stream. He had just sent a text message to his boss via satellite phone, briefly expressing his thoughts.
Anyway, the boss's attitude is that as long as the returns outweigh the investment and it doesn't bother him, he'll let Shanmu handle it himself. Shanmu thinks Sangsang can be cultivated, and the things from Grandpa Ada are also good. He has seen the mountain products here and they are all of good quality, but the quantity is limited. However, if he becomes popular and does a good job in product selection, cultivating Sangsang into a live streamer who helps farmers or promotes traditional handicrafts has a promising future. He thinks she will definitely become popular.
If Sangsang becomes popular and performs well, he can naturally make money as well.
Li Sheng led him inside, leaving the rest to him. He lay down on the bed and fell asleep immediately. When he woke up, it was already afternoon. Shan Mu and the other two had just gotten up.
The three men had changed their clothes, which were borrowed from the villagers. Their original clothes had been washed and hung outside by Sangsang. The three grown men blushed and felt a little embarrassed when they saw their clean clothes.
Shanmu walked over to Sangsang and took the bowl from her hands, helping with the chores as well: "Thank you, I'm so sorry, you don't have to help us wash the clothes, we can wash them ourselves."
Sangsang smiled and invited everyone to eat together: "I just washed it while I was at it, consider it an apology for what you all did wrong last night. Grandpa shared yesterday's wild boar with everyone, come and eat, it tastes very good."
Shanmu took all of Li Sheng's important belongings, which were in a deflated black backpack containing a cell phone, a wallet, and some documents.
Li pressed the power button for three seconds and was surprised to find that there was still some power left, though not much.
The phone connected to the drone's signal, and messages exploded like fireworks.
The first thing Li saw was a notification that one million had been deposited into his account. However, this was followed by a series of forced deduction messages. Li had a bad feeling and finally checked his mobile banking app. He found that he still had 130,000 left out of the one million.
My feelings were complicated at that moment.
He originally planned to treat Naituan's eyes first.
He opened WeChat again, and one message after another was demanding repayment. He didn't have the courage to open them one by one, but among the many messages, a message from one particular profile picture made his guilt surge like a flood.
His WeChat contact name is Zhang Hang. He is Zhang Hang's best friend. When Zhang Hang was in dire need of money, he lent him the down payment for his wedding house with his girlfriend. He also borrowed money from other friends to lend to him. Zhang Hang has never been able to pay him back, and he has never asked about it.
But later he heard from others that Zhang Hang had broken up with his girlfriend because of this. He felt guilty and couldn't afford to pay Zhang Hang back, so he never dared to contact him.
Mr. Li clicked into the chat page and his message was very brief.
Zhang Hang: Brother Sheng, my dad got hit by a car, and the driver fled the scene and hasn't been found yet. Do you have any money left?
Zhang Hang: It's okay if we don't have it. Let me think of another way.
I didn't reply to the message.
Three days later, Zhang Hang sent another message: ? ? ?
Zhang Hang: Brother Sheng, are you alright?
Zhang Hang: Don't be so pessimistic, your brothers are here for you.
Li Sheng didn't reply. Zhang Hang sent him a message every three days, not because he was worried that Li Sheng wouldn't repay the loan, but because he was worried about whether Li Sheng was alright.
This is what true brothers are like.
It's also his fault; the challenge came so suddenly that he didn't tell anyone.
Suddenly, Li Sheng noticed a line of small text below Zhang Hang's profile picture that indicated he was typing.
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