Chapter 024 A person, at least, should not, possibly eat shit.
Shan Qingshan doesn't remember how he hung up the phone.
Anyway, he didn't answer.
Later, I received a message from Zhou Chong.
【good evening】
The next day, Shan Qingshan got up on time and habitually put on his own clothes.
Before leaving, he remembered Zhou Chong's words, so he went back and put on his long down jacket before meeting up with the program crew and the village secretary.
The stalls were set up in two groups.
Two small trucks were carrying agricultural products.
The guests all took a nap in the car.
Accustomed to this routine, Shan Qingshan leaned against the car window and looked at the stars outside.
It's really good-looking.
It seemed like he hadn't looked up at the sky in a long time.
When did Zhou Chong watch it?
The car arrived at the stall location a little after seven o'clock, and it was still dark.
Shan Qingshan and Qian Wei are the village party secretary's group.
The three of them set up their stall before starting the live stream.
Where am I?
[Is the secret mission to set up a stall?]
[You brought a lot of goods this time, will the town be able to handle them all?]
I woke up at 3 a.m., it doesn't feel like town.
...
As dawn broke, the market became more crowded.
Most of the customers were elderly men and women who hadn't watched the show; they were only there for the vegetables at their stall.
Fresh radishes, cabbage, mushrooms, dried cowpeas and red peppers dried by the villagers themselves, and the most popular item, eggs. The village secretary also caught a few roosters.
Shan Qingshan was in charge of collecting money and giving change.
The village party secretary is familiar with agricultural products and has a simple, honest demeanor, so he is responsible for introducing them.
This chicken is a free-range chicken, these eggs are free-range eggs, these radishes and cabbages are all from our own farm, and the mushrooms were picked from the mountain. They are pesticide-free, residue-free, and cheap. They just don't look very pretty, but they all taste the same once you eat them.
Qian Wei is pretty with a sweet smile. She is in charge of weighing and bagging.
The village secretary would grab an extra handful of dried cowpeas, dried radishes, and red chilies, calling it a "lucky" treat.
Their stall was doing incredibly well; even other vegetable vendors came over and bought some.
The roosters were the first to sell out; there weren't enough to go around.
The village party secretary was overjoyed.
capable!
It can be done offline too!
As long as the agricultural products can be sold, there's no need to worry about the villagers' lives being bad!
In just two hours, all the agricultural products were sold out.
They packed up and went to see the other group.
asphyxia.
The other group was in a flurry of activity.
The rooster flapped its wings and flew onto the roof.
Pan Yingzhe shouted, "My chicken!"
The onlookers exclaimed "Wow!"
"This chicken is great! I haven't seen a flying chicken in years! I want it!"
"Go catch it! Such a good chicken! Young man, catch it quickly, I want to buy it!"
Fang Rong was so busy he was dizzy. "The chickens are gone! There are only the eggs they laid!"
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"You're too slow, I'll do it myself."
...
It was a chaotic frenzy of looting.
The village party secretary quickly went to catch the chickens.
Shan Qingshan and Qian Wei quickly offered their help.
Around 10 a.m., both groups packed up their stalls.
Pan Yingzhe was so tired that he stopped pretending and sat down on the ground, watching them excitedly count their money.
The total amount for both groups is over five thousand.
Looking at the money, Pan Yingzhe felt as if he could squeeze blood and sweat from it.
Fearing that fans would surround them, the production team quickly took them away after the tickets were sold out.
On the way back, the village secretary excitedly said that he would try to come once a week from now on, sell everything that could be sold in the village, and distribute the money to everyone.
Back in the village, the village party secretary went to the village committee office and used a loudspeaker to call everyone over to collect their money.
Dan Qingshan went back alone and saw his aunt sitting at his door with a strange man from afar.
The door was closed.
When the two men saw him return, they both stood up.
His aunt was the most excited and ran to him.
"Xiao Bao, something terrible has happened! A boy with a doll is eating shit in your house."
Shan Qingshan's brain nerves are knotted.
What's going on? Why is this person here again?
I know the people involved: You Liang and Zhou Shuo. You Liang is a possibility, but I don't believe Zhou Shuo.
What could "You Liang" mean in the previous sentence? (Laughing at me)
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Shan Qingshan checked the time; it was 11:30.
We ate at his house, not at the village chief's house.
shit?
He approached.
It really does smell bad.
Shan Qingshan stood there for a moment, the word "impossible" wavering in his heart.
Humans, at the very least, should not, eat shit.
But the person inside is You Liang.
It also seems to make the absurd seem reasonable.
Shan Qingshan knocked on the door.
Zhou Shuo shouted, "Don't open it! Don't let the bad guys open it!"
You Liang chimed in, "I was fooled by you last time, and I thought you were a good person. I won't be fooled again this time!"
"It's me."
A cold, clear voice drifted through the crack in the door.
You Liang: "Qingshan Xiaobao is back!"
Zhou Shuo: "I'll drive! I'll drive!"
The door creaked open.
The stench exploded like a nuclear bomb in front of Shanqing Mountain.
Zhou Shuo, standing at the door, had a suspicious yellow substance on the corner of his mouth.
Yu Liang was still chewing inside.
"...What are you eating?"
You Liang said, "Snail rice noodles, and durian, do you want some? I'll get them for you."
"No, thank you."
Shan Qingshan turned to look at his aunt and the man who had come with her.
With a cold expression, he asked, "Why are you here again?"
Auntie smiled broadly, "Xiao Bao, this is someone from a big company in the city. They want to sign you to their company and make you a big star!"
The man smiled and extended his hand toward Shan Qingshan.
"Hello, I am an agent from Yangming Tianyu Entertainment Co., Ltd."
My aunt chimed in with a smile.
"I was worried it was a scam, so I did some research. That singer Qi Yun, who was on The Voice of China, is from their company."
Tao Guang: "Shan Qingshan, I have high hopes for you. Would it be convenient for us to have a chat?"
[Is Qingshan Xiaobao debuting? If I start following him now, does that mean I'll be a long-time fan?]
Being a celebrity isn't a good thing, so what's there to be excited about?
[I agree, it's not a good thing. The entertainment industry isn't entirely about looks, it's about capital. When someone possesses beauty far exceeding their social class, it's actually a disaster. Xiao Bao will be forced to do things she doesn't want to do, drained of all her value, and then discarded.]
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