Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 116 Tofu follow-up
2 minute later.

With Fu Yunhe's pretty fingers, he picked up the glass cover.

In the virtual live broadcast, the slightly spicy and non-pungent fragrance made many people subconsciously swallow their saliva.

[Hurry up!I can't control it anymore! 】

[No, my mother asked me why I licked the screen. 】

[The family has already bought chili and eggs, and the only thing missing is tofu! 】

【A rich man appeared upstairs! 】

[Chili is worth 3000 star coins!one! 】

[I just want to try the virtual tasting, let's start quickly! 】

Fu Yunhe had already begun to divide the plates, and there was only one piece of tofu in each plate, with a little bit of juice on it.

"Try two hundred seats, let's start."

The first second, gone.

[Ah - I didn't grab it again! 】

[You asked me why I was full of tears, because I snatched it!Ha ha ha ha! 】

[This crispy and numbing taste, I love it!Love it! 】

[It turns out that the chili is so delicious when cooked, and I feel that I have missed a lot. 】

[Great, there are too few places to try!Open more! 】

[Same request, open it! 】

Under the camera, Fu Yunhe has already started to arrange the tableware with his hands. He looks at the comments with eyes that do not show his face, and there is some deep meaning.

"I also want to drive more, but unfortunately the level is not enough."

"Thank you for your support today. The real food will be sold in a small shop later. The number of the small shop is nine and four."

"Goodbye, have a nice day."

Fu Yunhe broadcast it.

He just downloaded the broadcast, seeing Nian Shutong giving himself a thumbs up, he understood that it meant complimenting him.

"Do you think there will be people to promote it, and will there be more people tomorrow?"

Fu Yunhe washed his hands and replied: "I'm not sure, but there should be some people who can't help it."

"How to upgrade this live broadcast? Is there anything special about it?"

"Within [-] million, they are all small anchors. After [-] million, they are famous." Fu Yunhe dried his hands, and continued: "Interstellar people are counted in hundreds of millions, and at least more than [-] million can be regarded as entering the live broadcast circle."

[-] million?
They are only three 10,000+ now, and there is still a lot of distance from [-] million.

But things on the Internet are changing rapidly, who knows?

After today's live broadcast ended, some people really started to spread the word in their circles, in order to attract more people in and open up more places for tasting.

But they didn't realize another thing, that is, there are more people in the live broadcast room, and there will indeed be more tastings, but the difficulty of grabbing does not seem to have changed.

But everyone doesn't care about these, let's talk about more.

Who says he is not the lucky one?
At the same time, there were still a group of iron fans who guarded the store, and the moment the tofu was put on the shelves, they disappeared.

Steel wire fans, the first fan, Liu Cheng, sadly failed to grab it today.

Liu family.

"Stinky boy! You're out of luck!" Father Liu walked back and forth angrily.

Liu Cheng pursed her lips, crying as she looked at herself with nothing left to pay.

too difficult!
Now everyone is smart and knows to squat in advance.

"Dad, me. Huh? What's the smell?" Liu Cheng kept smelling, the smell of green pepper tofu?
He didn't doubt at all that he smelled it wrong, he had been "indulging" in the live broadcast room for a long time.

"Stinky boy, why are you going?"

"Hush!" Liu Cheng pointed to the location upstairs, Liu's father nodded understandingly in the blink of an eye, and quietly followed behind Liu Cheng.

The two went up to the second floor, Mother Liu's room.

Liu Cheng counted one, two, three before she was dragged aside by Liu's father.

"When is it, count it!"

"bump!"

Liu's father rushed in, and then he yelled: "Leave tofu under your mouth!"
(End of this chapter)