Oh My God!
Really, you really gave it to me again?
Although it was only one dollar, I could confirm that what my daughter said was true and that you could really make money here.
The old farmer stared wide-eyed at the row of ads. If he read all of them, wouldn't he earn more than ten yuan? This, this...
The old farmer was worried that the money would slip away, so he quickly clicked and checked each one.
After he signed in to the novel platform, uploaded a photo of his wrinkled face, watched a few videos and participated in other activities, thirty-six yuan was directly deposited into his account.
This time, the money was transferred directly to the WeChat account where he had just received the money.
This is so thoughtful!
The old farmer quickly said to his daughter, "Hey, Daddy won't talk to you anymore. Daddy's going to go find your mom. If she doesn't get this much money, she's going to be mad when she comes back. If we can make this much money every day, we'll have enough money to buy New Year's goods for our family."
"Dad, there is no money at home, but I have it."
"What nonsense are you talking about? How can your parents ask for your money? It's already guilty enough for them to have such a high-end phone. Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. You're delaying my making money."
"Hahaha, then Dad, go find my mom right away. Oh, by the way, Dad, if you're worried about spending money on data and phone bills, then we shouldn't watch mobile phone ads outside. I opened an internet connection last year during the Spring Festival, and I've already paid for it. You and Mom can just watch these at home and don't have to spend any extra money."
"Okay, okay!" The old farmer didn't want to continue talking to his daughter, so he quickly dialed his daughter's number and ran to the village to find his wife.
Although New Year's Day is not taken seriously in many rural areas, most farmers take a break on this day.
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The old farmer walked around the village for a while, but still hadn't found his wife. The whole village knew that his daughter had come back specially to give him and his wife a mobile phone last time, and now she could make money, earning a hundred yuan at a time.
Because of this, the old farmer took half a day to walk around the whole village.
It was because the rumor in the village that he could make money with his cell phone was so outrageous that his wife pulled him down from someone else's gossip forum and hurriedly found him in the village.
When she found out what was going on, the wife became unhappy and yelled at him for wasting her money.
Old farmer (⊙_⊙)?: …My daughter prepared a new cell phone for me but she didn’t use it. Not only did she leave it at home, she also turned it off. Is this her fault?
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So, a group of villagers followed the old farmer to his house. When they saw that the old farmer's wife really logged in, she received a red envelope of 100 yuan. The 100 yuan could be transferred to the old farmer, and the old farmer's money could also be transferred to his wife.
When the old farmers earned twenty or thirty yuan in a short time, their eyes became red.
At this rate, even if you can only watch ads for a short while in a day, you can still earn one or two hundred yuan. For a couple, that's nearly four hundred yuan, or maybe more.
How can you make so much money without doing anything?
Some families whose children were away from home took out their keypad phones and asked their children to help them buy Kunling phones.
Kunling phone? What the hell is that?
Most people who leave the mountain villages either work in factories or on construction sites. They are probably kitchen helpers, truck drivers, etc.
I am usually so busy that I don’t have time to pay attention to what is happening online.
Occasionally there are some people who have the leisure time to read novels, but they don’t have the money in their pockets to serve their parents.
But when they inquired about it, they were shocked to learn that the Kunling phone could actually make money. They tried to find a Kunling phone again, but they could only buy it in physical stores. And the cheapest phones in physical stores could cost as much as a month's or even half a month's salary for many people.
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The matter was not over yet. In the evening, the old farmer told his daughter about today's income. When his daughter heard that her parents earned more than 200 yuan each a day and that everyone in the village was buying mobile phones, she immediately became anxious.
"Dad, I forgot to tell you. I bought this phone from the livestream of a writer named Xiaoyuer, my favorite writer. And this writer is a Taoist priest. Did you see the pattern on the back of your phone? It's a talisman to protect your home. I'm telling you, you have to carry this phone with you all the time. It's like a talisman. Many people have verified it's genuine."
"What? There's such a thing? Then this phone is hard to buy?"
"Uh! It seems like it's out of stock. If anyone wants to buy it, they can only buy it from a physical store. And you know that mobile phones in physical stores are very expensive, it can't be this cheap."
After hearing what her daughter said, the peasant woman immediately became alert: "We must not tell anyone about this. Otherwise, if others find out, someone will definitely come and steal it."
"Steal? Dad, this phone must not be sold to anyone else. If it does, the country will know immediately." The daughter then explained to her parents the other importance of the phone, and how if someone offered a high price for it, she must not sell it, or they and their family would be arrested and imprisoned. "In fact, before the live broadcast, there were tens of millions of foreigners who bought it, but in the end, all the orders were cancelled."
The old farmer was shocked: "Cancelled? It seems like this is really a welfare benefit provided by our country to the people. Otherwise, why would this phone only be used by us?"
The peasant woman nodded: "That's right. If such a great benefit is taken away by foreigners, we will be at a great loss."
"Oh, by the way, Dad, Mom, Xiaoyuer will be broadcasting live on his phone on the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month, praying for everyone who has his phone. The higher-ups have approved it. When the 24th day of the twelfth lunar month comes, you must remember to notify me, otherwise I'll forget about it if I'm busy."
"Okay, Mom will remember this for you."
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The same thing is happening elsewhere.
A small town.
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