With the support of netizens, the aunt danced more and more happily.

The little cushion swayed happily in the aunt's hand, like a flying swallow, high and low.

Although Auntie is an elderly person, her dancing posture looks so agile in front of all fans and friends.

Especially when the aunt threw the small cushion in mid-air, the small cushion with a lotus leaf pattern attracted the attention of fans and friends in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room.

Their eyes instantly focused on the small cushion controlled by the aunt, and the eyes of the fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room were quite strange.

Zhao Feng never thought that the fans in his live broadcast room would be interested in the small pad in his aunt's hand.

When Zhao Feng saw the fans typing the word "small pad" on the public screen, he was even more surprised.

"What? You're not kidding me, you want me to put a pad on the shelf. ”

Zhao Feng's eyes were already widened in surprise, and the various operations of the fans in his live broadcast room were really beyond his expectations.

"Fans, are you going to fight me today? I'm going to put iron rods and yams on the shelves, why are you begging me to put small pads on the shelves! ”

"Brother Feng is not selling anything, since we think the small mat is good-looking, let's put the small mat on the shelf!"

"That's right, Brother Feng has never seen such a beautiful little mat, and it is very pleasing to the eye at home."

"Brother Feng, hurry up, if you don't go to the shelves, I'll leave!"

The fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room are really difficult to serve, and Zhao Feng sometimes doesn't understand their various operations.

"My unjust fans, please see clearly, what I want to put on the shelves today is an iron stick yam, not a small pad!"

"If you feel that the introduction of the iron stick yam is not good enough, we can continue to dedicate ourselves to presenting you with the iron stick yam, an unexpected way to eat."

The guy who had just sacrificed himself for Zhao Feng in the live broadcast room now appeared in front of the live broadcast screen.

Since you have already dedicated your life once, you are not afraid to dedicate yourself again.

Saying that this guy is very violent, the iron stick yam is difficult in his hand, and after the paring knife roughly peels the skin, the guy is ready to use the iron rod, and the yam is dipped in the sauce and swallowed in one bite.

"Please, fans in the live broadcast room, please place an order for iron stick yams!"

This guy is actually the son of the village secretary of Dawa Village, and he really paid a lot for Dawa Village to be able to sell iron stick yams faster.

Zhao Feng saw that this guy was a useful talent, but today's operation did not show his usefulness.

"What I'm going to do today is to do everything possible to satisfy my fans and friends in the live broadcast room, since everyone wants me to put a small pad on the shelf, then I will put a small pad on the shelf."

In front of the live broadcast on the public screen, the son of the village secretary of Dawa Village, the honest young man on weekdays.

After hearing Zhao Feng say this, he was instantly annoyed.

Their village pinned all their hopes on Zhao Feng, but how could this Zhao Feng be so unreliable.

promised to help them sell iron stick yams in Dawa Village, and now for these unreliable fans, they have started to sell small pads, which is naturally unacceptable to the young man.

"Zhao Feng, you can't do this, these yams are all from our village, I hope you have to help us sell them!"

This seemed to be an order, but Zhao Feng didn't buy it.

"Fans and friends, if you want to buy a small mat, you can do it, but the premise is that I don't have a small cushion in stock now, if you want to, you can order it in advance."

"Yes, from this point of view, I can see that this little mat is handmade, as long as you can insist on making it by hand, I can wait for as long as I want!"

It seems that these fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room are very interested in the craft of pure handwork, in this case, Zhaofeng brought the small cushion made by his aunt's handmade crochet to the live broadcast screen.

"Please be optimistic to the fans here, this small mat may be hand-sewn by the aunt with a needle and thread, and there is no fake!"

"That's what I want, since Zhao Feng can hook a small cushion, can Auntie also make bedding and even sofa supplies?"

The fan called Pink Piggy in the live broadcast room is always the first to attract Zhaofeng's attention.

The staff in the live broadcast room may not understand, but no Zhao Feng understands that today's fans have brought him a huge business world, and he can't miss this rare opportunity.

glanced back, the aunt standing behind her was staring straight at the live barrage.

"Auntie, how about it, can you make the cushions on the bed on the sofa!"

This suddenly created a big problem for the aunt, the cushion on the sofa and the cushion on the chair are not much different in essence, just the difference between big and small, the aunt nodded silently when she thought about it.

"Yes, yes, it's just that this project is huge, and I may not be able to complete it for a while."

"It's okay Auntie, I'm here, I can help you!"

Since the fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room like the small mats sewn by his aunt himself, Zhao Feng has to satisfy them, and Zhao Feng shouted the loud slogan again before the broadcast.

"Unjust fans, please prepare your pockets, put the link on the shelves and start buying!"

This time, after the link was linked, the fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room were really fast.

In just one minute, Zhao Feng's pre-sale money on the shelves, 500 small pads, was sold out.

In Zhao Feng's live broadcast room today, the speed of fans is amazing.

After 500 pads were sold out, fans of the big name Pink Piggy began to order the products he wanted again.

"Brother Feng, I want a sofa cover crocheted by my aunt, my aunt's craftsmanship is so good, the crocheted pattern must be very beautiful."

"Okay, no problem, please Pink Pig leave me your detailed address, and I will contact you as soon as the order is completed!"

Zhao Feng agreed to something that was difficult to achieve in front of fans and friends on the whole network.

After Zhao Feng finished the live broadcast, the son of the village party secretary of Dawa Village looked at Zhao Feng with anger on his face.

"Zhao Feng, what about your promise, didn't you say that you helped us sell iron stick yams in Dawa Village!"

"Why are you so anxious young man!"

Zhao Feng was a little impatient, after all, he had just finished the broadcast, and he didn't even drink saliva, so this kid angrily scolded him.

This made Zhao Feng dissatisfied, Zhao Feng turned around and sat on a chair on the side, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and took a big sip.

"Ignorant guy, since I have such an order for a small pad, I will leave it to someone else to complete!"

The village party secretary of Dawa Village is indeed a person who is a hundred times smarter than his son, and when he heard Zhao Feng say this, he understood Zhao Feng's intentions.

"Silly boy, don't hurry up and thank you Brother Feng, your Brother Feng is helping us Dawa Village open up a new channel to get rich!"

(End of chapter)