Giving these expectant mothers and little mothers time to think about it, Wen Luzhu went to the local forum in Longcheng non-stop.

Since you want to target Dragon City, then it's good to advertise in these places.

This time, she registered as "A Farmer", and then went to post a post herself, instead of going into the post to post a small advertisement.

However, she tried not to make the post look too advertised, first talking about some farm life, then talking about what the farm harvests all year round, and saying that some things can't be eaten for a while, so they are made into dried vegetables, and then the picture is above. In the end, I pointed out that I opened an online store and wanted to sell these things, so you can go to the online store if you need to.

Because they are all from the city, no one scolds them. And because this forum has never had this kind of farm goods put on the Internet for sale, everyone feels fresh.

Wen Luzhu posted a layer of each small piece of content, and the top posts were much higher, so her posts have been on the home page, and gradually, more people came in to see it, and the replies slowly increased.

After lunch, she continued to immerse herself in the forum and actively interacted with the replies inside.

The city's forums aren't very active, so many posts have only a few replies, and the most popular ones are only one or two pages. Wen Luzhu's post, one morning, turned out to be a big hit, with five or six pages - of which she herself liked two pages.

So the post was refined, and a fiery word "fire" was added in front.

The post is refined, and people who come up at different times can see it, and the more people who enter the post, the different elements are also displayed.

In addition to the normal inquiries about mountain goods, those who "topped it", and those who "marked", there was also a group of molesting parties.

Wen Luzhu was an older senior otaku girl in her last life, crisscrossing various forums, facing the molesting party, she was completely at ease, and even molested the molesting party in turn.

So many of the replies asked, landlord, are you really a farmer? How can there be such a poor and lowly "poor" peasant as you? You're more durable than all of us who brush the net every day.

Wen Luzhu posted a blushing expression: It's really a farmer, it's just a little **, he has nothing to say in front of him, and he can say dead people with words.

Soon everyone was happy, and they simply became poor with her.

Wen Luzhu was poor for a few words, so he didn't reply anymore, and posted a serious face on Bao Qingtian: **The little farmer is here to sell goods, not to laugh, please be strict.

This made the gang laugh again, and they replied that they would buy some for the sake of the little farmer who had sold this laugh.

Then Wen Luzhu heard the ding dong sound, this sound was the first time she heard it, and she thought she had clicked a button. It wasn't until there was a ding-dong sound from time to time, and the order and payment information kept popping up on the lower right, that she reacted a little and went to look at the online store.

A total of six people paid, two of them bought dried vegetables, two bought potatoes, one sold mung beans, and one bought ten catties of peanut oil.

Wen Luzhu was so happy that he almost jumped up, but fortunately he thought of the buns in his stomach, so he couldn't help but not jump, but he couldn't help but raise his head and laugh.

Finally a business! The market is finally open! There were six orders at once!

At this time, the dingdong sound sounded again, and she thought that there was another order, so she hurriedly looked over excitedly, but saw that someone was talking to her through guòwangwang.

"Little farmer, your shop sells all over the country?" This customer's name is very familiar, and it is the "loud upstairs" who is the poorest with her in the forum.

Wen Luzhu then remembered that he hadn't put the announcement on it yet, and after replying to this customer, he immediately went to the store to put an announcement, stating that it was only available for Longcheng, and the rest of the cities were out of stock.

Although there are no orders in other cities, it is better to make an announcement as soon as possible, hello, hello, hello everyone.

"In the forum, you call ** little farmer, why do you call your smile so beautiful here, and the painting style is too bad, right?" The voice upstairs was so loud that he continued to ask.

Wen Luzhu's face is black, what's the matter with this person? Didn't you call on everyone to place an order? Why did you make trouble?

"I'm the shopkeeper, your smile is so beautiful, and the little farmer you said is a small advertising professional in my store." Wen Luzhu back.

The voice upstairs was so loud: Ouch sister, my brother didn't pay the money, why did you turn your face and don't recognize anyone?

Your smile is so beautiful: you mean to say that the baby in my belly is yours? #带血的刀#

The sound upstairs is so loud: my sister said it was mine and it was my #smile#

Your smile is so beautiful: I said, I'm your grandmother.

The sound upstairs is so loud: Ouch, sister is angry?

Wen Luzhu was so angry that he closed the dialog box, there are so many people in Dragon City, there is a lot less of you. It's all said that it's not funny, and it's really underwhelming.

The voice upstairs was so loud that he sent a lot of words in a row, but Wen Luzhu didn't reply.

Finally, he sent a pitiful expression and asked: Are you really angry? Brother is just kidding you...... Okay, brother, let's go and place an order.

Wen Luzhu still didn't reply.

But she was soon surprised, the upstairs was so loud that she bought twenty catties of peanut oil, twenty catties of sweet potatoes, and twenty catties of dried radish. Once the order was placed, the payment was made quickly.

She clicked on the loud order information upstairs and looked at it, and saw that the consignee was called Liang Chaoran.

She opens the dialog, starts selecting emojis, and types.

Your smile is so beautiful: #阴险#我知道你家住何处, whoever has the surname, if you dare to tease the little girl in the future, you will come to your door and wait for the sack to beat you.

The sound upstairs was so loud: #娇羞#哎哟, I'm so scared......

Wen Luzhu almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and replied, "I am switching the advertising mode, and the shopkeeper mode is online", and then ignored him.

All of a sudden, there is a big business, and the shipment must be ready immediately.

But she stood up, and QQ rang again.

She sat down, and it was an expectant mother in the waiting group who came to her and asked her if the eggs were really native eggs and how many they could.

Wen Luzhu told her with certainty that it was indeed a native egg, born by the chickens raised by the family itself, and fed with insects, chaff and corn kernels, not feed. As for the amount, she said that she had to eat what she had at home, and if she wanted to, she would have to collect it from the village to know how much there was.

When the expectant mother heard her say that she was going to the village to collect it, she felt reliable, so she said that she would ask for two catties first, and if it was indeed a native egg, she would collect a lot of it then, so let her collect it first.

Wen Luzhu hurriedly sent the website and asked her to place an order.

After that, there were a few more inquiries, but they didn't place orders right away.

In the evening, Wen Luzhu told Sù Wen's father and mother about today's order, and both of them were very happy, even happier than making money from stock trading.

On the spot, the family of three was busy, Father Wen and Wen Luzhu sorted out the sweet potatoes, dried radish, and dried vegetables, while Mother Wen went to each house to collect eggs.

Father Wen and Wen Luzhu weighed the required amount, and added a little more before putting it in the packing bag and putting it away one by one.

Wen's mother came back, carrying a basket of eggs in her hand, "These eggs are collected for one dollar, and I have walked around a little more, and each family still has eggs in their hands, saying that they can sell them and bring them to our house tomorrow." ”