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

Chapter 249 Why Can You Listen to Songs
In the screen of the live broadcast room, there are four excellent hands that can be seen.

I don't know how many manual control enthusiasts are taking crazy screenshots, saving, saving.

This kind of picture is rare in a thousand years and must be preserved.

Just when it was being saved, what were those hands behind it doing?
One hand held the octopus's head, regardless of the claws wrapped around his own hand, and the other hand raised, raised.

"Snapped"

Shoot to death!
That's right, a squid was killed or fainted just like that.

[I guess the fish is dead]

[This action was so fast that I didn't realize it. 】

[Upstairs you are not alone, I was taking a screenshot, but in the next second, there was a violent killing of fish.But I want to say, so beautiful! 】

[It's really beautiful and cool! 】

【One more! 】

[one more]

The comment section was clamoring for another one, and Nian Shutong didn't feel embarrassed about it, just snapped it up.

She reached out and took a few more squids, and with a few clicks, several squids were lying obediently on the table.

"It's almost there, I can't eat it."

Fu Yunhe made a sound to stop it, how long is he going to cook so much?
They don't sell these squids, and they don't sell some live broadcasts of seafood.

It's very cheap, everyone can buy it by themselves, maybe someone has already gone fishing in the sea.

As for the lack of fishing boats in Interstellar, Fu Yunhe thinks this is not a problem at all, you can make money, and you can think of any way.

[Hahahahaha!Why do I feel that you two are so in love? 】

[Me too, me too. 】

[The second one is a woman's hand, right? 】

[Not sure, just looks good. 】

At this time, these good-looking hands have been withdrawn, and only Fu Yunhe's good-looking hands are left. He has already started to teach everyone how to make iron squid.

[Hey——how could this be, that fish is already very pitiful, why treat him like that! 】

[There is something wrong with the upstairs! 】

[Come here to ask for attention! 】

[What's wrong, get out! 】

Fu Yunhe hadn't spoken yet, and this weird guy was chased away by a group of netizens.

Most of the people in the interstellar world are militant. Although there is no major war in their lives, the battle with the Zerg has never ended, and sacrifices are happening all the time.

Not to mention anything else, just talking about seafood has provided many soldiers with new meals, and they don't need to always rely on unpalatable nutrient solutions.

Fu Yunhe also took a look at this person's account and secretly remembered it.

It's not stupid, it's premeditated.

However, the live broadcast continued.

"Iron plate squid is best grilled on such an iron plate. After cutting the squid with scissors, hold such a sharp lead and thread it, which will prevent it from becoming bent during roasting."

"Take the scissors and cut the two sides, about one centimeter thin."

"Finally, use a flat shovel like this, and press it constantly."

The sound of barking, barking, kept ringing.

[It feels a little fragrant. 】

[After dealing with this, it doesn't seem to be scary at all. 】

[Why talk so much nonsense, I want to eat. 】

While roasting, Fu Yunhe was talking about other things.

"This squid can also be fried, and there are other ways to eat it. We will record videos and put them in Xiaohe Video. You can check them often."

"The things in the live broadcast room must be in the Xiaohe video, but the things in the Xiaohe video may not be available in the live broadcast room. Sometimes we will put some of the cuisines we usually eat in the Xiaohe video, and everyone can check it by themselves."

"If you need to authorize, you can go to the star network yourself. Our working hours are every Friday and every Saturday. We can authorize for two days, and we will not accept other times."

This was decided by Nian Shutong. She couldn't arrange for someone to wait there for these people.

Every Friday and Saturday, almost two days.

The squid needs to be grilled for a while, and the sea oysters also take a long time. During this free time, Fu Yunhe usually answers some questions about the mechs. During this time, he also gathered a group of fans of true scholars.

Because these people found that Fu Yunhe's speech was better than the teacher's, even if they don't eat delicious food, they still want to listen to this mech's explanation.

But, why didn't it start today?
[Great, a question from the mecha? 】

【I've been waiting. 】

[Me too, I don't quite understand several questions. 】

"Let's not talk about mechs today, and we'll talk about them tomorrow." Fu Yunhe calmly turned the squid over and continued, "Everyone, please listen to a song today."

Listen to a song?
【No no no!Don't want to hear it! 】

[I want to learn! 】

[I want to attend class! 】

[I want to answer difficult questions! 】

[What kind of live broadcast is this? I just came in and I'm a little confused. 】

[Brother, don't get confused, we are a gourmet part-time mecha live broadcast. 】

【what?Can these two work concurrently? 】

[Hahahahaha!There are miracles here. 】

No matter what netizens say, the song has already been played.

Familiar melody, familiar lyrics, isn't this the most popular song on Xingwangshan today?

Yu Zeming, who was watching the live broadcast, suddenly stood up, and the chairs behind him were knocked far away.

Can't let go!Can't let go!No copyright!
Yu Zeming immediately called Fu Yunhe's optical brain, but there was no answer.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and call Nian Shutong, and finally got through.

A weary "huh" over there?
Yu Zeming subconsciously stood up straight, and finished speaking in a single thought. As for what he said just now, he himself couldn't remember clearly.

"You can't play songs, there is no copyright."

Nian Shutong, who was connected to the communication over there, just said casually: "There are copyrights!"

"Ah?" This time it was Yu Zeming's turn to be confused, he didn't even ask for the copyright, where did you get the copyright?

"Do you really have the copyright? Can I ask, how and where did you get it? You must confirm it with the Earth Bar."

"I know, we are all good friends, don't you know?"

Nian Shutong's good friend opened the memory gate of Yu Zeming.

correct!These few had all come to support Xiaohe's live broadcast platform before, but he himself was thinking of going around in circles to beg his father for the copyright, he was so stupid.

Yu Zeming's cautious, flattering voice sounded.

"Well, can I trouble you, please contact the earth for me, I want to use his song."

Nian Shutong was sitting lazily, eating a piece of sauced beef, and just about to agree, Yu Zeming's next sentence made her even happier.

"We give money."

give money?What are you waiting for!
Nian Shutong sat up straight, and readily agreed, "Don't worry, I'll ask for the copyright for you."

In a word, the communication between the two hung up.

Nian Shutong: I can make money again!
Yu Zeming: A boss is a boss, it's so easy to get a copyright!
(End of this chapter)