Chapter 1930: Chapter 1713: Eat Sothing [Bullet Chat Flood]
The water chestnuts were finally sold out.
The last order was less than 20 yuan, but the custor eagerly rushed over to scan the code and took the package away.
With a big brother from the underworld vaguely watching from the front, even though the barbecue was unreachable, his presence was nacing, and those who couldn’t buy the water chestnuts reluctantly dispersed.
They might soon beco a new legend at the barbecue stand.
Finally, Qiaoqiao and the others wiped the sweat off their foreheads awkwardly at this mont and sighed heavily:
"Finally, they’re all sold out!"
Qin Beibei was particularly puzzled: "Why is it not this busy when I set up a stall?"
Yun Danqing, more mature, analyzed at the mont: "It’s definitely because you don’t sell agricultural products. Next ti, I’ll ask Dad to sell durians."
"Yay!" Jump Jump cheered: "My mom loves to eat them!"
Chen Chi then looked at Qiaoqiao with heartache: "Qiaoqiao, was it like this for you when you set up stalls before?"
Having not set up stalls for a long ti, Qiaoqiao thought for a while: Initially, there weren’t many people, and they didn’t sell much.
Later, the prices were set, there was no need to count, after all, each order required counting over 60 pieces, which was too laborious.
Overall, it was definitely not as exhausting as it was today.
But he answered, yet Chen Chi shook his head, saying nothing more.
The tall and strong young man, over 1.9 ters, secretly sighed at this mont.
He heard Qiaoqiao talk about going to set up stalls with his sister before and felt so envious, and thought it must be especially fun.
But after experiencing it tonight, he didn’t expect it to be so busy, so tiring, so tense...
Many people asked about prices, quantities, if he had counted everything... He was anxious to the point of almost crying.
Also, once interrupted, he couldn’t rember what he counted and had to start over. The custors were watching from the side...
Of course, so mischievous custors purposely teased kids by suddenly interrupting with: "I rember it being one short!"
Chen Chi lacked confidence in his math and quickly fumbled to count again...
Ultimately, he was delayed until impatient custors nearby intervened before he stopped.
In short, the phrase [chaotic and hurried] can’t fully express their stress.
This was many tis harder than shoveling manure on the farm!
He thought of this and quickly looked at Qiaoqiao:
"Are you thirsty? Hungry? Want to sit down and rest? I’ll get you so skewers!"
Qiaoqiao was a bit puzzled—why was Chen Chi taking such care of him? Shouldn’t he be taking care of the three younger kids?
He looked at the kids.
Their energy returned quickly, and seeing only two empty baskets left in front, they had already jumped into the barbecue crowd, shouting [Dad, I want this] [Mom, I want that!]...
Not forgetting to munch and say: "We sold so much money, it was hard to count...almost miscounted twice in the middle..."
Parents realized peace was no longer.
Earlier, only adults eating barbecue in turn, how pleasant, now they had to listen to the kids chirping.
Probably the rare experience, each of them danced and scrambled to tell these stall stories—
Oh dear, their mouths were occupied, no mind to listen.
"Baby," even Yun Danqing’s mom was a bit fed up: "Your shouting was really loud earlier, does your throat hurt? Here, have so iced plum soup."
Eating and drinking, to block the kids’ mouths first!
...
And Qiaoqiao and Chen Chi each clad in a plastic bag, cleaning the garbage on the ground. Only then did he notice the phone he set up:
"Oh no!"
He regrettably said: "I forgot I was live streaming—kids!"
A big face suddenly filled the screen, and close-up, one could see the guilt in his eyes:
"Today I taught you to sell water chestnuts, did you all learn?"
A bit embarrassed again: "I didn’t teach well just now, I’ll teach again when there’s a chance next year."
[So much to say, not sure where to start]
[Can I speak, I’ll tell! Qiaoqiao why didn’t you sell us the water chestnuts]
[Do I look like I can sell water chestnuts? You sell them to
and let
try]
[Oh my! The strear finally appeared, quite handso... but is this how every stream is?]
[What style are you asking? This style where fans are often forgotten during live streaming?]
[Or is it the kind of fan self-service, no one replies to comnts live streaming?]
[Or maybe it’s the one where I see a hand counting water chestnuts back and forth, enough to count
to sleep in the stream?]
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