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

Chapter 248 Don't Leave
With a ding-dong sound, Yu Lao's arms were instantly opened and straightened, like an old hen protecting food.

"Don't move! Don't move!"

Yu Lao felt that his heart was a little tight, which was unprecedented.

He turned on the optical brain, saw the reply letter from the Earth Bar, and mentioned half of it in one breath, not knowing whether it was good or bad.

Click to open the email, look at the word count, a bit cool.

nine words.

What does this say?
Forget it, let's take a look.

Yu Lao looked down and read the email.

"I want to, don't leave, thank you."

The nine short and clear words made Yu Lao's face show a smile called "the elders dote on him".

Yes, it is persuasive.

On the other side, Yu Zeming, who looked at Yu Lao with a different smile, had already rubbed against his brother Yu Zeling, and poked an elbow between Zeling's ribs.

"Brother, have you seen our father's expression?"

"No."

"Me neither." Yu Zeming said thoughtfully, "Tell me, what if this earth is a bad old man?"

Yu Zeling's originally calm sitting posture became a little stiff when he heard Yu Zeming's words.

The picture is too beautiful, not suitable for imagination.

but……

"How do you know, it won't be a beautiful old lady?"

In a word, Yu Zeling got up and left.

Leave Yu Zeming alone, on the sofa, repeating this sentence infinitely, old lady?
stepmother?

He swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, stepmother can be a stepmother, as long as she can sing.

After weighing for a while, Yu Zeming decisively chose to sell his father in exchange for the right to use the song.

It's a pity that Mr. Yu didn't agree to him in the end. He insisted that he had already said too much today and couldn't say anymore.

Let Yu Zeming endure for two days.

Yu Zeming had no choice but to come here in good spirits and return in defeat.

Forget it, he doesn't need it, and no one else can use it anyway. Thinking about it this way, my heart is really balanced.

And when Yu Zeming walked out of Yu's house, Mr. Yu hurriedly called Yu Zeling, and the two began to discuss what activities to hold.

It must be that their poetry club is too quiet, and there is still some movement.

The two discussed for a while, and the core content was how to attract the Earth Bar to participate.

"Dad, the bonus should be higher."

"Nonsense! Whoever wrote such a poem would want a reward!"

Yu Zeling had a different opinion, but he would not say it directly, but said: "I believe that the earth must regard money as dung, but it will always cost money."

"Besides, you can't just participate alone, what about the others? You have to give them a reason to come?"

Mr. Yu is not really old fashioned, and occasionally has a bad temper, but it's just to get angry with his two sons.

"Okay, let's have more. Zhengge gave 500 million, let's double it and give 1000 million."

"I don't believe it anymore, our poetry club can't catch fire yet."

With the final word, the poetry activity with a prize of 1000 million is about to start.

Of course, this news is still in a state of confidential discussion, otherwise Nian Shutong will definitely let Mr. Yu know whether the sunny Baixue in his mind will be tempted by money.

At this time, Nian Shutong had finished his dinner and was watching Fu Yunhe preparing to broadcast live.

"Xiaohe, what is the live broadcast tonight?"

"Garlic oysters and squid on a hot plate."

"Squid?" Nian Shutong thought of the incident when an octopus fell on Fu Yunhe's head when he went out to sea for the first time, and said jokingly, "It's a little late for you to take revenge!"

Fu Yunhe was arranging the equipment and ingredients, without raising his head, he said sincerely: "Ten years is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge."

"You said so."

"Hehehe... Not bad, not bad. A child can be taught."

After the two exchanged a few words, they each got ready in their positions.

Fu Yunhe was preparing for the live broadcast, while Nian Shutong and his gang were preparing to watch the live broadcast.

Fu Yunhe glanced at the opposite side, he always has someone to make money to support the family, and it feels like a group of prodigal sons.

On the opposite side of the live broadcast at this time, Nian Shutong was in the middle, Doudou and Ji Sisi were next to him, and Hualao and Ruili were on the two sides. Haha sat in front of Nian Shutong and looked up.

The most important thing is that this group of people is too well prepared.

A plate of strawberries, a beef sauce, a garlic fried pork ribs, with a few tomatoes and cucumbers, and honey water.

Are you sure you support live streaming?

"Get started!"

"Xiaohe, it's already seven o'clock."

Haha and rubble urged Fu Yunhe to look away, he felt that when he downloads the broadcast, there must be nothing left.

However, there is still work to be done.

At seven o'clock, the live broadcast begins.

"Hi everyone, I'm Xiaohe."

"Today's live broadcast of sea oysters with minced garlic and squid on a hot plate."

[New stuff, new stuff! 】

【Let's start】

[What are sea oysters? 】

[What kind of fish is squid? 】

Fu Yunhe had already started the introduction. He took out a sea oyster and placed it under the camera. A stone-like, turquoise thing was displayed unevenly under the camera.

This time, the people in the live broadcast room didn't make such a fuss. After all, crabs seemed inedible, but they were so delicious.

"This is called a sea oyster. It does not grow in the depths of the sea, but on the reefs on the shore. When the tide ebbs, you can go to the seaside to have a look."

"Use a tool to pry him open, and there is something like this inside. This is a sea oyster."

"We keep the shell under it, put a little seasoned minced garlic on it, put it on this iron plate, and bake it slowly. When the garlic is fragrant, it's almost ready."

Fu Yunhe quickly introduced the making of oysters, and then he took out a very ugly fish.

[Oh my god!what is this? 】

[This is not a fish! 】

[Can this thing be eaten? 】

[Crabs with a hard shell are better, this one is soft and has suckers, it looks like it has no appetite. 】

Fu Yunhe had already taken a fresh squid, but the sucker of this squid was stuck on his wrist, and he couldn't take it off after holding it for a long time.

[Hahahahaha!Although it is very miserable, I want to laugh. 】

[It's really funny. 】

【This fish must be in Brother Shou's hands. 】

[Hahahahaha!Still a colorful fish. 】

Fu Yunhe didn't know if this octopus was lewd, but he really couldn't take it down.

He had no choice but to look to the opposite side for help, and the group of people on the opposite side was only more reliable than Nian Shutong.

Nian Shutong also thought so, so he stood up and walked over.

In the next second, another good-looking hand reached out from the screen in the live broadcast room.

This hand, using only two fingers, pinched a tentacle lightly, and pulled it down seemingly casually.

Not only that, another hand entered the picture.

It's just that in the next second, the picture has a violent aesthetic sense.

(End of this chapter)