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

Chapter 162
Little Sweet Live.

Xiao Tiantian looked at the skin in the pot and the stuffing was confused, and finally her face could not maintain her sweetness.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know why this happened." Xiao Tiantian, who was choked up in tears, sucked her nose twice pretending to be strong, and there were still tears in her eyes.

She tried her best to hold back her tears, looked at the camera and said, "Let me make buns for everyone. Today I feel a little uncomfortable, and my hand is injured."

Leave a half sentence, the classic white lotus.

【Xiao Tiantian don't cry, don't cry. 】

【Yes, you are injured, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. 】

【I'm waiting to eat the buns you made. 】

【right!Xiaotiantian makes the best food. 】

【How did your hand hurt?You were online all the time in yesterday's game, and we even connected to the mic. 】

This is one of the fan leaders. She couldn't believe that the sweet and kind girl she was chasing would deliberately lie.

But yesterday's game required both hands to operate the joystick. It was a very precise game, and it was harder than making dumplings.

The question posed by this fan who often speaks and is one of the administrators made many fans suspicious.

Xiao Tiantian naturally saw it too, she was a little flustered in her heart, but there was an embarrassed smile on her face.

"I'm really sorry. I only played for a short while yesterday, and then I gave the account to someone else. My hand hurt at night."

【Oh... I believe in Tiantian. 】

【Sweet is the most understanding. 】

【We are sweet and kind. 】

[I'm afraid this isn't a cult, right?Why do I see this Tiantian lying? 】

[You don't have to tell me to leave, I came here to take a look when I was full on the other side. 】

[If you want to know if your anchor is real or not, it's very simple, just check the medical machine on the live broadcast and you'll know. 】

【Bye-Bye. 】

This person left after throwing the bomb, and Yu Zeming, who quit the live broadcast room again, immediately took off his small vest, turned on the large one and went to Fu Yunhe's live broadcast room.

"Fortunately, I haven't forgotten the technique of tearing people up. Hehe, I took screenshots and recorded the screen. When the time comes, I will ask Xiaohe to exchange two soup dumplings."

Yu Zeming went to be cool by himself, but Xiao Tiantian's live broadcast room fell into endless silence.

Because Britney was crying.

"I, I." Xiao Tiantian said to me for a long time, only shed tears, crying pear blossoms with rain, so pitiful.

Some people who are not hardcore fans, but have watched the live broadcast for several years, stayed here habitually, but what is going on now?

You are a gourmet anchor, you don't cook gourmet food, why do you open an acting class here?

[Hey, let's go. 】

[Me too, I just want to eat something, it's too difficult. 】

[I don't understand at all, what's the point of crying about this matter. 】

【I'd rather cry than have an injury test, hehehe】

There are only 300 million poor people left in the live broadcast room.

And these 300 million people still have a lot of sailors bought by Xiao Tiantian herself, and these sailors usually have several accounts, and one of them is kept here to refresh the phone, and I ran to Fu Yunhe's live broadcast room.

Xiao Tiantian finally realized that the general situation was over, she just didn't understand, how could she be like this in just a few words.

She turned off the live broadcast with the excuse of network delay.

Her die-hard fans were further disappointed.

In Interstellar, even if there is a freeze phenomenon, it is a matter of a second. There are really not many technical problems.

The remaining fans turned into rootless duckweed in the blink of an eye, like motherless children.

Many people entered Fu Yunhe's live broadcast room for the reason of seeing why.

At this time, Fu Yunhe still had the same hands for thousands of years, with a pure and dust-free voice.

I feel that all the irritability has been washed away. The purpose of coming to this live broadcast room is very simple, that is food.

"We've got pie left, ready to eat right now."

【wrong!There are also all kinds of buns! 】

【Yep!I have taken notes, and the custard buns, meat buns, sugar buns, steamed buns, and steamed buns are still unopened. 】

"Steamed buns are patented, so I can't sell them."

Fu Yunhe's words are plain and straightforward, and they are just stating a fact.

[No - I haven't grabbed anything yet! 】

[If there is only one thing left, then I will definitely finish it again. 】

[Big Daddy, I’m a classmate of the Law Department of Interstellar University, and I’ll give you a popular science about the laws of the empire. 】

[According to the laws of the empire, the patented product can be used by others, but it cannot be directly profitable.The most important thing here is the word profit. The anchor will not generate any direct profit if he starts the virtual tasting.So it does not constitute a violation of the law. 】

[Furthermore, according to the law, only the first inventor is eligible to apply for a patent, that is to say, for all the products of DDA, only DDA can apply for it himself.Applications from others do not count. 】

【he is right. 】

[That's right plus one. 】

[Add 1000 million and one. 】

Agree that the post instantly built a tall building, not only that, there are even more powerful characters.

[I am a professor of the Law Department of Interstellar University, you can search for my name, my name is Zhang San. 】

[Actually, this time the anchor was accused of piracy, which is also unfounded, because the dumplings that were broadcast live are not for sale, and the second is that according to the patent law, only 90.00% of the similarity can be concluded as plagiarism. 】

[Dumplings and steamed buns are very different and do not constitute any plagiarism, so the other party's theory is not valid, and the appeal is bound to fail. 】

[Wow!The boss is surprised upstairs! 】

【Is this the Zhang San who, if Zhang San makes a move, the opponent will be defeated? 】

[The boss and I actually watched the same live broadcast. 】

Outside the live broadcast camera, where everyone can't see, is Fu Yunhe's strategizing and planning.

Nian Shutong, who was on the opposite side, also had a look of satisfaction that the fish had been hooked.

These two people are sure that some people will not be able to bear it. With more than 5 million live broadcasts, there must be one or two who study law!
Sometimes what others say is more believable than what you say yourself.

"I see, thank you for your popular science."

"After the pie, I will let go of the virtual tasting of these foods, and except for this big sourdough bun, everything else can be sold in the small shop."

"As for this big bun, it will be placed in the small shop for free, and it depends on everyone's luck."

【Wow!Greatly mighty. 】

【atmosphere. 】

【Pretty. 】

[Let's get started.My saliva is about to run dry. 】

The live broadcast room here is cheerful and relaxed.

Those who are fans of Xiaotiantian have only one feeling, this anchor speaks quite nicely.

And the speech seems to be normal. Of course, the most important thing is that zi la la, what is the pie that has been turned over and over again?
"The virtual begins."

With tenacious persistence, the hardcore fans who have not yet completely rebelled subconsciously tried to snatch it, but they were really snatched by a few people.

Those who snatched it, after eating it, stayed without exception, and collected Fu Yunhe's live broadcast room.

There are several more, and the dead duck persuaded himself stubbornly: I am here to investigate the situation of the enemy army!

As for those fans who didn't grab it, the first feeling was regret, but I also comforted myself firmly: it's all pasta, with stuffing, how delicious it is.

But, can you stop complaining and swallowing your saliva?
(End of this chapter)