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

Chapter 97 Invitation from America

As a result, on the fifth day, Zhang Yang still failed to deliver the items.

Mo Yu didn't blame him, because he added another order, so he had to find materials and make it himself.

It just so happened that the pineapple needed to bring goods, so Mo Yu packed up his things and went to bring goods to the boss.

In the not so tall fruit forest, the boss Sun Tianlong has already set up a table, and behind him is a cold storage for storage.

Taking a picture of the environment of the orchard, Mo Yu walked over with the live broadcast mobile phone.

"Teacher Mo Yu, you are finally here! Welcome!" Sun Tianlong had a cheerful smile on his face.

He watched both the live broadcast of beef jerky and coconut, and the sales were very good, and the two sold orders were not returned!

five days!Fast two days, three days to arrive, no returns!
What does it mean?
Explain that as long as your quality is acceptable, you don’t have to worry about the God of Wealth’s fans returning the product!
"Well, are you sure your jackfruit is ripe?"

Sun Tianlong quickly grabbed Mo Yu's hand and patted it twice, saying repeatedly:
"It's ripe! It's all ripe! This is the early batch, and it can be picked in early April! The ripeness is better in these two days, and the taste is even better! Let's go, take you there!"

When I came to the table for the live broadcast, there were already a few jackfruits on the table.

The color looks a little yellowish, and the maturity seems to be pretty good. Mo Yu reached out and pressed it, and it was soft, it should be a wet bag.

Mo Wen went to set up the live broadcast equipment, and after a while, he brought a set of armor over.

With this hand movement, Sun Tianlong was stunned at the side, selling a pineapple, there is no need to make such a big gesture.

The camera is set up, and the live broadcast begins.

But this time the protagonist is Mo Wen.

The little girl hugged the jackfruit with both hands, gently pressed the jackfruit shell with her slender hands, and then tore it lightly, the shell of the jackfruit separated from the meat.

Golden flesh, with a little white silky flesh, sticky.

Looking at his hands, Mo Yu still decided not to use them.

Too lazy to wash.

After separating the pulp, Mo Wen picked up the pulp and began to explain.

"This is Taihong No. [-]. The jackfruit of this variety is wet-packed. Compared with dry-packed, the flesh of the wet-packed fruit is sweeter, but it is a bit troublesome, just like this!"

While talking, Mo Wen clapped his hands together, then slowly pulled them apart, the silky fruit pulp on his hands could be seen with the naked eye.

Playful, she patted it a few more times before picking up the pulp.

The soft flesh pulled out a slender silk thread in her hand, and then slowly put it into her mouth.

Looking at it, Mo Yu shook his head, and simply switched the armor to automatic mode, letting it check the ripeness of these jackfruits.

But the people in the studio are different.

——"Although I prefer the crispy and sweet dry buns, buy them!"

——"Sister, where are you? I'm lost!"

——"I have searched all over my city, but I can't find you. I can only put down the bowl silently and cry to the sky about our miss."

——"By the way, why don't you sell durian honey?"

- "Durian honey?"

——"That's the brother of jackfruit, and it's also a similar fruit, but their brands are all jackfruit, so there should be no durian honey!"

——"Hurry up and quote the price, hurry up and put it on the shelves, stop talking nonsense, and let that local tyrant take it all away when it's too late!"

—— "Quickly, quote a price!"

Mo Wen, who was eating too much, raised his head and made a five sign.

Most people didn't understand, so she could only operate on the mobile phone with hands covered in fruit pulp.

After a while, the price and specifications of jackfruit appeared in the live broadcast mall, but the price was that the entire phone was covered with fruit pulp.

——"You can't ask for your mobile phone!"

——"I bet [-] cents, my brother definitely didn't want to wash his hands, so I let you come to the live broadcast!"

——"This is my brother!"

——"Fruits count down to five yuan a catty, won't you lose money? Could it be that you are preparing to give away fruit?"

——"So you don't understand. Look at what the camera flashed just now. It's armor. The boss released the armor to check the ripeness of the fruit. Are you still worried about you?"

——"Technology really changes life!"

The barrage was flying, and the goods in the mall were also decreasing rapidly.

After a few days of preparation, it took half an hour this time.

Calculated, it sold a total of more than 3 catties. According to the price of five yuan per catty, you can get 15 points.

not bad.

At noon, the planting boss was the host, accompanied by his family's three yellow chickens and little black soil pigs, and the guests had a great meal.

On the way back, Mo Wen was still eating her pineapple.

……

Zhang Yang finally arrived, at eleven o'clock in the evening.

Also sent the first batch of materials.

After pouring a cup of hot tea for the Chief, Mo Yu sat beside him and asked with a smile:

"Didn't you say it would be delivered in two days? Why did it take so long?"

After taking a sip of the hot tea, the slightly bitter tea enters the mouth, slightly returning to the sweetness, and relieves a little fatigue.

After regaining his senses, Zhang Yang rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "It was supposed to be two days, but the news leaked out, and I was blocked for a day!"

"What is leaking information?"

"That is, I went to the military factory to get materials, and then they asked me what to do with them. I answered casually, but at night, they blocked me in the dormitory, begging me to bring people over for training, and begging me to help them with equipment! "

Speaking of this, Zhang Yang looked remorseful, perhaps because he remembered something sad, he picked up the hot tea and blew it slowly.

Mo Yu tapped her finger on the table a few times, and finally asked what was on her mind.

"But looking at your expression, why do you look like a prisoner, a prisoner?"

"Do you still want to kill people?"

"No, it's just curiosity!"

"Where are the people you bring?"

"You don't object?" Zhang Yang spoke softly, his eyes were fixed on the disposable cup in his right hand, as if the tea stem floating in the cup could give him great inspiration.

"Against what?" Mo Yu asked back.

Perhaps the cup was a little hot, but Zhang Yang finally put down the cup in his hand.

After a few minutes of silence, he stretched his right hand into his bosom, took out a gold-plated red book, and slowly handed it to Mo Yu.

"what is this?"

"Invitation to Meteorology Symposium from America."

"Invitation letter?" Mo Yu picked it up casually, looked at it for a while, to the effect that, in view of Mr. Mo Yu's status in meteorology, he specially invited him to attend a conference on meteorology in America.

There is a pattern.

Mo Yu took out his phone, took a photo and sent it to the group, and at the same time @that weather enthusiast.

"Boss, why are you going to defect?"

"Fuck, boss, are you doing things behind our backs again?"

"It looks fake to me!"

Weather buff: "?"

"The association is real, and the meeting is real, but there's no need to go, because the host is America, and no one else can speak. It's a waste of time to go."

"However, I very much suspect that it was America's conspiracy to let you pass, you are like that meat bun that beats a dog!"

"@一一接鱼子, you don't lack funds, and you don't need to do those boring research, so I don't recommend going."

Seeing this, Mo Yu was about to throw away the invitation, but just as he walked to the trash can, he put it away again.

This is an invitation letter from America, and it is a formal academic association.

This invitation has his name on it, and he has capital when he blows it out!

Others say what kind of association he is!
But as long as you add a prefix of America in front, you will be invincible!
At that time, it can be used to pretend to be an expert, perfect.

Back in front of Zhang Yang, the old man took out another list.

(End of this chapter)