Chapter 1156: 1132. Barrage Retreat
The data is indeed very appealing.
But the 8 million signing fee is just too high, and they don’t allow their operations team to arrange comrcial deals. Their company doesn’t lack top strears with tens of millions in signing fees, but they also profit from promoting comrcials.
It’s completely different from this Qiaoqiao stream before us.
Ever since Ding Ning attended the feast, she was brimming with confidence and longing.
Now, she’s been wrestling with this signing fee for several days, yet today, the indecisive leader still can’t make a decision.
At this mont, she took a deep breath, thought about the countless proposals rejected over these days, and couldn’t resist asking.
"Then should we not sign and let it go to the rival?"
"True, with just over 900,000 followers, it’s not worth ntioning."
Leader: ???
He stared at his subordinate who seed to be having a fit, imagining that this streaming room belonged to the rival, and all these different tiers of followers were sticking to the rival...
Ugh! No way!
His blood pressure spiked!
"Sign!" he gritted his teeth, "Sign! Just sign for two years, and if the performance isn’t good, we have the right to terminate the contract early."
Ding Ning nodded and couldn’t help but roll her eyes as she turned away. Thinking, since they were going to offer it anyway, why behave stingily at the beginning?
And if they terminate the contract, the other party doesn’t lose anything, they’d just lose a strear...
But as a worker, maybe the fate is just struggling between weird colleagues and strange bosses, and thinking about those cherished fruits and vegetables at ho...
Qiaoqiao, oh Qiaoqiao, it’s not in vain that I tried so hard to fight for you!
It’s all the boss’s fault for dawdling, couldn’t even properly watch the stream this morning! Missed out on the feast!
...
anwhile, Qiaoqiao spread the rice paste evenly and stead it, while reminding everyone about the steaming ti and showcasing the ingredients:
"The rice flour was ground using a blender last night, you can also use a stone mill if you don’t have one."
The enthusiastic comnts lit up:
[I’m not convinced there’s no blender promotion here. Is there no rchant with sharp enough eyes?]
[rchants are aggrieved here, expressing that Teacher Qiaoqiao never responds to comrcial deals]
[It’s actually good, promoting can lead to backlash, Teacher Qiaoqiao doesn’t lack money. Why give yourself trouble?]
[That’s right! I’m already dragging behind as a poor student, who has the ti to do comrcials?]
[Are we saying that this howork must be rice powder paste? Can’t there be one that doesn’t require tools? Can’t afford a stone mill, or a blender.]
[If you can’t afford a blender, go to the wholesale market and buy a mixer for just over a hundred, I used it for making soy milk, pretty much the sa]
[People with clumsy hands should save this money, likely won’t earn enough Little Red Flowers]
[With hands and body disabled, strong-willed heart, determined to be a denominator, lowering the Red Flower rate!]
Perhaps the rice paste seed uncomplicated at the start, grinding the rice paste, spreading a thin layer in a plate, steaming it—this simple step gave everyone the illusion, making them believe, if they had the right tools, they could do it too.
So when it ca to the rice powder, the comnts beca even livelier. Who among the seasoned foodies in the stream doesn’t hope to earn those two Little Red Flowers?
But Teacher Qiaoqiao had no idea she had motivated everyone, everything was just from the heart:
"The rice flour and starch should be equal weight, make as much as you like! We have a big family, so I need to make a big bowl too."
"Look! Equal amount of starch, equal amount of rice flour, add a big spoon of salt, mix, and use hot water to scald the dough..."
"Ouch! It’s a bit hot!"
Qiaoqiao shook her hand, pretending nothing happened, finally just downplayed: "This water is very hot, mix and disperse the heat while you’re kneading, be careful when kneading."
The comnts beca jaded: [Sohow I feel this is going to get difficult]
[How do you knead the dough into round strips of rice noodles? Do we need to buy tools?]
[Teacher Qiaoqiao, I’m willing to buy tools, can you post a link?]
[Yes yes, post a link! We’ll use what you use, and we fans will negotiate the promotion fee for you.]
[Ahhh the first step is kneading dough! I can’t knead dough!]
[Okay, I lost... I lost at the first step... I’ll go buy it, alright?]
Xin Jun and Zhang Yanping burst into laughter watching the stream, Qiaoqiao was pouring oil and kneading the dough on the board, also teaching the kids what state it should be, nearly in a frenzy.
Luckily, there was a noodle press at ho, once the sticky dough was shoved into the machine, Qiaoqiao finally breathed a big sigh of relief.
He held the handle with one arm, pressing down hard, while pointing to the big pot beside:
"Kids, rember to check, the water below should be just about to boil, with tiny bubbles forming, that’s ideal."
"Seventh Uncle said there’s a small noodle press, enough for one person. We have a big one... now if we press hard, the rice noodles will co out..."
Accompanied by his narration, round slim rice noodles slowly erged from the machine, strands hanging into the water.
Waves rippled in the pot, under the heat, the surface quickly erupted with bubbles. But as they fished out the rice noodles, the kids watching, full of ambition before the stream started, were already numb.
[I knew the first lesson with assignnts wouldn’t be simple, even requires two to three kinds of tools!]
[A working person doesn’t deserve a kitchen, crying and giving up]
[Already ordered for sa-day delivery! I must get those two Little Red Flowers today!]
[Hahaha got all the stuff at ho, posting pictures right now! Please call
the Chief of the Red Flower Club!]
[I might handle the rice paste, but this rice powder requires too many tools, it’s rather troubleso, giving up]
[It’s 7:30, I wonder how many workers are still not up? Missing the ti?]
[On leave today, life is perfect lying in bed, gleefully watching you all scurry, hahaha]
[As long as netizens are unhappy, I can eat another bowl of rice!]
[Ahhh I’m really late!!!]
With that shout as if there was real audio, the comnts visibly dropped, making the streaming room feel much fresher. As Zhang Yanping and Xin Jun exchanged glances, they felt a sense of understanding.
Working versus working, early risers versus early risers, in the end, are still vastly different!
anwhile, Qiaoqiao, unaware, was teaching everyone how to take the freshly stead rice paste off the plate, brush it with oil, put it right, while curiously asking:
"Dad hasn’t co back yet? It will be ti to mix the rice paste soon."
"Don’t worry. Dad went up the mountain without having breakfast, should be on the way back now." Song Tan walked over, praising Qiaoqiao, seeing his flushed face, evidently very proud.
Song Tan pondered for a mont: This job seems to really bring a lot of aning to Qiaoqiao! Maybe I should discuss with Lun Chuan? The company called, making a slight concession might not be impossible.
As for when Song Sancheng would co back...
Their family usually had breakfast at 7:30 in winter, everyone was used to that ti, probably by now, they’d be really hungry!
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