Selling pineapples live, but you are eyeing my farm tools?

Chapter 41 Are You Serious?

In an unknown place, in a dark office, several people sat down with their backs to the table wearing black masks.

Steady male voice: That man will start selling chickens tomorrow!

Joyful male voice: Selling chicken?What an excuse!Chicken plague hormone transgenic, there is always one suitable for him, isn't he a good technology?Then he must be able to inject hormones without leaving any traces!
Delicate female voice: I will find some chicken lovers to go to the live broadcast room to make trouble. They, by the way, our second team has arrived in Hai Province, and will be there tomorrow, so they can just play chicken lovers.

Joyful male voice: Are there any chicken lovers?Are you serious chicken?
Steady male voice: Just do it!I will report the plan to Party A, please don’t leave work, wait for Party A’s reply, and then leave work after the plan is implemented.

……

The next day, the trio of chicken sellers arrived at the chicken farm with strange tools.

Mo Chengcai was waiting at the gate of the chicken farm early, and when he saw Mo Yu, he rushed over, and there were two people standing behind him.

A man and a woman, the man is a local, and often holds banquets in the countryside.

That woman is a bit outrageous, she is actually a foreigner, young and beautiful, at most 24-[-].

To travel?

"Cousin, you are finally here! Come on, please come in! Everyone knows this, this big beauty is a chef with English who is here to travel, what is her name Kleina!"

Mo Chengcai commanded the vehicle to drive into the field, and together they moved the prepared Alpaca Gatling chicken rack out of the vehicle.

Satellite signal is normal.

The weather is normal.

Lao Mo adjusted the camera angle, sent a message in the fan group, and the broadcast started.

The live broadcast room opened, and the number of people was steadily increasing.

One hundred, two hundred, five hundred, one thousand, five thousand, ten thousand...

In the live broadcast room, old fans saw the alpaca Gatling chicken stand at a glance.

Tears welled up in their eyes instantly.

——"Anchor, you have finally returned to your old job of making junk equipment! Do you know how long we have been waiting for this day?"

——"Yes! You are still the original you! And I am no longer the original me! Because of your influence yesterday, I have gained two catties now!"

—— "Quick! Turn this thing up quickly, I want to see if it works! If it works, I'll place an order immediately!"

——"This is not a high-tech product, is it?"

Amid the barrage reading sound, Mo Yu grabbed the marinated native chickens, put iron picks on them one by one, and hung them on Gatling.

The Gatling rotates slowly under the drive of the motor, so that the roast chicken can feel the most suitable temperature.

"This is an alpaca barbecue robot. I have built a central control chip into it. Hundreds of food barbecue recipes have been input into it. It can grill fully automatically!"

"Just put the meat you want to eat on the iron stick and fix it, choose the recipe, and it will remind you which spice to brush when the time comes. Just follow the steps and you can eat delicious barbecue!"

"Friends who need it can click the link to see it!"

As he said that, the barbecue robot beeped and began to remind him to brush the oil.

——"Anchor! You still changed, you can never go back to the way you were before! The relationship between our brothers has faded! I want to drink a glass of wine, and I also need to roast a chicken. You can send the robot and the chicken together! Another case of beer on the way!"

——"It's crazy! Are you going to sell this robot today? It will be on the shelves immediately! How much do you want? I'll buy it!"

——"If you do this, you have no soul! Hey! Roast chicken has to be roasted slowly with your hands to be delicious, hey!"

——"Haha! I've decided, buy one and sell barbecue at the entrance of the elementary school! It costs one yuan to take pictures! I want to earn two shares!"

——"Anchor, what is the blond lady in the chef's uniform behind you doing?"

——"Put so many spices, and it's not a hot pot. The chicken has no chicken taste, and the chicken is not decent! What else are you doing!"

Looking at the barrage, Mo Yu turned his head and glanced at the foreign friend.

I'm making chicken stew with potatoes and put a whole lot of spices in it.

The skillful way of putting the spices made Mo Yu very suspicious that this guy should belong to the third brother, because the orthodoxy of bringing the English is in the third brother, and there is no stewed chicken with potatoes in the dishes with the English.

On the other side, Mo Chengcai also caught the chicken with the help of the drone.

All good chicken!

Tie it up with a rope and put it in front of the camera.

"It's all chickens weighing more than eight catties! Look here, the belly doesn't feel hard when you press it down. Before it was weighed, these chickens wouldn't be fed! You can buy with confidence!"

After displaying the products, Mo Yu officially opened the purchase link.

grab!
Two-and-a-half-year-old chickens cost 20 yuan a catty, and they are guaranteed to be delivered alive. If you buy them, you will earn them!

People who bought chicken were snapping up, while those who were bored were watching Mo Yu roast chicken in the live broadcast room.

Brush with oil, brush with spices, brush with soy sauce...

Brush slowly.

The dripping grease splashed the fine ash on the charcoal fire, and with a chirping sound, the flame ignited and then quickly extinguished.

"Ding! Your ordinary roast chicken is ready!" The alpaca made an electronic sound, reminding the roast chicken to be done.

Grilled chicken split in half, plated, served with some fresh papaya and vegetables, zoomed in.

"This is ordinary roast chicken! Friends eat first!"

——"Boss, be yourself! If you put this at noon, what will I have for lunch?"

——"Your chicken doesn't taste like chicken! No way!"

——"Are you a chicken? I heard that chickens that have been more than two and a half years old can't bite. You can bite, have you been given hormones?"

——"Brothers, look at this news. There has been an outbreak of chicken plague in Hai Province recently. Otherwise, you can buy cheap chickens?"

——"Do you know why he wants to sell them in bundles? It's because no one wants to give away these things!"

——"Anchor, are you blocking other people's money again? Why do people come to spray you every day?"

——"Those who don't buy quickly return the order, and we can buy it!"

——"Yeah, don't waste your time."

A few choking bullet screens flew by, and Mo Yu immediately received a chargeback reminder from the backstage.

With the idea of ​​killing chickens to warn monkeys, Mo Yu nodded to Lao Mo, who immediately put down the roast chicken in his hand, took out his mobile phone and went to the side to make a call.

Soon, these returned orders were bought by others.

Or buy in bulk.

I clicked on the order and took a look at the address. The delivery address was impressively written as the Department of Homeland Defense in the Maritime Province Branch.

That's right, only Zhang Yang can do such a thing.

100 chickens are a lot, calculated on the basis of one eight catty, less than [-] million.

However, in Mo Yu's eyes, these more than 100 million points are not enough!
Just as he was considering who the next victim would be, there was a quarrel outside the chicken farm.

Soon, the sound of quarreling was approaching. It was a few people who were under the banner of loving chickens, three men and two women. The temperature in Hai Province in March and April was already hot, and these people were still wearing long sleeves.

As soon as he entered the door, he came straight to Mo Yu, and then fixed his eyes on the roast chicken on the table, smelling the aroma, tears flowed down from the corners of his mouth.

After bowing her head in pain for a while, the leading woman suddenly raised her head and asked Mo Yu:
"You are killing animals cruelly! How can you bear it? I want to call the police!"

As she spoke, she took out the phone and called the police.

Soon, Lao Mo received a call.

Holding the mobile phone, he asked puzzledly, "Which one of you called the police?"

(End of this chapter)