It’s not like I haven’t done intimate things before, why should I be shy?
The lucky segment ended, and the comments in the live broadcast room were filled with wailing, with people asking for the link to be posted quickly.
Li Xuran made an OK gesture to Jiang Lin, and Jiang Lin announced: "Today, the number of orders in our live broadcast room is still 100,000, and each person is limited to five orders."
Fans commented: "Why are there so few? We have one box per person in the dormitory, and we already have six boxes. There are more than a million people in the live broadcast room. I won't be unable to get it again, right?"
"There are so many fruits, hurry up and bring them all in!"
Within a minute of the link being posted, 100,000 orders of full warehouse mangoes were sold out.
The teenagers breathed a sigh of relief and excitedly thanked every electronic friend who supported them.
Taking into account the fans’ opinions, the boys opened a pre-sale order for 50,000 orders.
The supervision live broadcast has started again, and fans are supervising the whole process.
"I must have a share of the basket of mangoes they picked."
"Aunties and uncles are working hard to pack the mangoes. My mangoes will soon be loaded onto the truck that will arrive at my house."
The teenagers led the villagers to deliver the goods in an orderly manner, and everything went smoothly.
Cheng Enyue proposed at the meeting: "Our Mancang Rose Cheese can be packed into 2,000 gift boxes at most, with a shelf life of 28 days. We must produce it all at once and sell it online."
Xiang Chuzhe had a different opinion and suggested, "We can hold an offline garden party or concert and randomly select about 200 fans to visit Peijia Village and taste our local agricultural products, such as mango, yellow peel fruit, longan, dragon fruit, and passion fruit. Our rose yogurt can also be sold offline. I can take about five flat photos of them for free, and send them to their email addresses after retouching to promote local agricultural products and our rose yogurt."
Jiang Lin nodded and said, "We can have a garden party during the day and a concert at night. A few of us can hold a singing and dancing stage. We can gather the villagers and rehearse two skits, and then a party will be formed. We can draw lucky audience members in the name of a thanksgiving concert."
Pei Xu agreed, "I think everyone's idea is very good. Fans can take the high-speed train or plane to the city by themselves, and we will arrange several shuttle buses to pick them up and take them to Peijia Village on the same day. Since it is a Thanksgiving concert, we must ensure their personal safety on the journey from the city to Peijia Village. I will contact Lin Xing at the hotel in the town and ask him for help. He recently mentioned to me that the government has noticed our action to help farmers, and I believe the government will not stand idly by."
Cheng Enyue smiled slyly at Director Zhou and said, "Director, I'll leave such a professional job on stage to you."
Director Zhou was hesitant, so Pei Xu said directly, "Director, our electronic friends have made great contributions to the success of the program. We have a mutually beneficial relationship. They came from far away, so you should make some arrangements. In addition to the stage, the mangoes were sold out at that time, so we can hold a celebration party."
Jiang Lin assisted, "There are a few more advertisements on the show recently, and the sponsors are trying their best to put money in. Director, you can't be so stingy. At least you can sell it at a good price."
Song Yifan said sarcastically, "My brothers always say that I am a miser and stingy. Today, I am willing to give this title to Director Zhou."
Pei Xu shook his head and said, "Our President Song is stingy because he is frugal. Not only did the company not make any money, but it also owed Young Master Jiang a lot of debt. We can't live without saving a little. Director Zhou has money in his pocket but doesn't say anything. He is really stingy!"
The young men stared at him with sharp eyes, and took turns to say to Chuzhe: "Director Zhou, the scripts for the sponsors have already been written. If you..."
Director Zhou compromised and said, "Okay, okay, let me arrange the shuttle bus, and the production team will coordinate the construction of the stage and related equipment. The production team will also pay for all the food and drinks for your celebration banquet, but it is limited to Peijia Village and 200 lucky audience members. I don't care about the other villages."
The youngsters hugged Xiang Chuzhe excitedly. Pei Xu rubbed his face and praised him, "Our guide is so awesome! Talent is awesome!" He looked at Director Zhou, "Thank you also to our chief director for his strong support."
Jiang Lin said with a smile: "Dao'er, you won't have a bottle of milk in your hand as a drink at the dinner table, right?"
Cheng Enyue teased, "Brother Lin, how come you told our Director Zhou's idea in advance?"
In reality and in dreams, there are mangoes.
After about half a month, all the mango orders were finally shipped, but Jiang Lin fell ill in excitement.
The person in the bed was curled up in a ball, with a high fever caused by gastroenteritis.
Pei Xu was about to reach out to turn on the light.
"Don't turn on the light." said a low, weak voice.
Pei Xu turned on the flash light on his phone and took out a tissue to cover the glaring light, leaving the room dimly lit.
"Jiang Lin, get up and take your medicine." Pei Xu gently poked his back.
Jiang Lin stubbornly refused, "I won't eat it. My whole mouth will be bitter if I eat it."
"If I had watched you eat three meals a day these days, you wouldn't have gotten sick." Pei Xu muttered in a low voice. He leaned over and slowly lifted the quilt covering Jiang Lin's head, and coaxed him softly: "If you are afraid of the bitterness, I will prepare hot milk tea for you in advance. You can drink it after taking the medicine."
"I don't want to drink the milk tea in town. It contains non-dairy creamer and it's unhealthy and will make me fat." Jiang Lin said coquettishly unconsciously.
Pei Xu coaxed him gently: "Take the antipyretic medicine first, I'll prepare some healthy milk tea for you."
Jiang Lin propped himself up on the bed, his eyes as bright as a deer lost in the forest that suddenly found the exit. He took the medicine obediently. Pei Xu gently stroked the back of his neck and coaxed him, "Sleep for a while. I'll go get you some milk tea."
The lights were on in the kitchen. The small pot was cleaned inside and out without a trace of grease. The Jiuquhongmei tea leaves were gently turned over, and the smell of burnt aroma wafted into the nose. Pei Xu slowly poured in two bottles of pure milk. The tea leaves and milk blended together, and the pure white turned into burnt color. Two spoons of white sugar were added. The red beans were slowly boiled on the stove over a low fire.
Jiang Lin's forehead was covered with sweat and most of his back was wet as well.
The moment he opened the door, Jiang Lin smelled the scent of milk.
Pei Xu found a set of clothes from the simple cloth wardrobe, touched his forehead, and found that his body temperature had returned to normal. He said, "Change your clothes and drink milk tea."
Jiang Lin looked at the milk tea on the table, looking pitiful and saying nothing.
Pei Xu had no choice but to give it to him, "Drink it, change your clothes and go back to sleep."
He scooped up a spoonful of red beans and put it into his mouth. Jiang Lin praised: "The red beans have a very dense texture. The chairman's skills are good."
Pei Xu sat on the edge of the bed with his back to him, secretly happy in his heart: "How can I make such good red beans without patience? Brother treats you well."
Jiang Lin regained some of his energy and teased him, "It's not good for me at all. You didn't even bother to put an extra spoonful of sugar in it."
"I'll make your teeth fall out with sweetness." Pei Xu looked back at him with a slight smile on his lips.
Jiang Lin handed him the cup, picked up his clothes and stood up.
"Where are you going?" Pei Xu looked at his movements and asked, "Are you going to take a shower?"
"I was sweating and my body felt sticky." Jiang Lin put on his slippers.
"The fever just subsided." Pei Xu stopped him, "You can't take a shower. Just bear it for one night."
Jiang Lin tried to avoid him, but Pei Xu held his wrist and said gently but firmly, "Wash it another day."
"I feel uncomfortable if I don't wash." Jiang Lin tried to shake off his hand and took a big step forward, but Pei Xu blocked him with his foot. Jiang Lin lost his balance and fell backwards.
"Be careful." Pei Xu urgently put the cup on the table, grabbed his wrist with his hand, and lay sideways on the bed.
The hard bed board made a dull sound and Pei Xu's body was hurt by the vibration. In the dim light, Jiang Lin clearly saw the painful expression that Pei Xu revealed for a moment.
After a brief moment of silence, Jiang Lin's throat seemed to be stuck, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you okay?"
Pei Xu looked down, and Jiang Lin followed his gaze. He was shocked to find that he was still lying on Pei Xu, and he stood up quickly in embarrassment.
Pei Xu returned to the room, his face getting hotter and hotter. He turned on the electric fan and blew it towards him, muttering, "Why am I so nervous? I've done more intimate things than this! How can you still be so useless!" He touched his back and said with a slightly grim look, "It still hurts."
Many tables were placed in the yard, covered with disposable tablecloths, and the rose cheese officially started assembly line production. The villagers were still picking mangoes in the mountains, and there was another round of pre-sales. The high-quality mangoes were sold out, and the fruits that did not meet the quality requirements were all sold to buyers at low prices.
Li Xuran is editing the invitation copy and setting the participation conditions as one must follow six people on Weibo before the prize draw, and follow Mancang Agricultural Company’s Weibo and short video platform to participate in the concert invitation draw.
Rose cheese is produced in batches, and after cooling, it is packed into specially designed individual packaging bags, then compacted with a sealing machine, and finally packed into a unique and thoughtful gift box.
In the last Mango Live broadcast, the teenagers changed their previous comedy style and adopted a sensational style. The teenagers and the villagers sincerely thanked every audience member during the live broadcast. The villagers danced for the audience in their ethnic costumes.
In less than ten days, the last 50,000 full warehouses of mangoes were shipped out, and the rose cheese project also came to an end.
The last car of mangoes slowly drove out of Peijia Village under the afterglow of the setting sun. The clouds in the sky were dyed into multiple layers of colors. The golden afterglow made it impossible to look directly at the full view of the sunset. The white clouds gathered into a ball, which looked like fluffy cotton candy from a distance, and then slowly dyed into orange with a little pink. The sunset was infinitely beautiful, and my brother and I watched the sunset side by side.
Jiang Lin requested: "Cameraman, please take a few photos for us."
Under the setting sun, in the open space of the village committee, the young men with stains on their faces were smiling with sincerity, enthusiasm, innocence, and happiness.
They faced the sunset side by side, but the charm of the sunset could not cover their radiance. At that time, they were like the rising sun, emitting the vigorous light of the wind, standing firmly on this land. The land did not let down their sincere devotion. The sweat they once shed turned into nutrients, nourishing this land. Desheng bloomed beautiful flowers, and the folks' expressions had a little more longing for the future, which was the hope for future life.
Agriculture is not a sunset industry, but a sunrise industry.
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