He chose to bring goods for the villagers of Dawa Village, so he Zhao Feng couldn't hesitate and twist.

Zhao Feng wants to take out his previous style of bringing goods, and introduce the products he is about to put on the shelves in front of fans and friends.

"Eggplant, potatoes, sweet potatoes, beans, cantaloupe, we have everything here, you can register whatever you want!"

When the fans heard this, they hurriedly clapped their hands, because their homes are now better, and there is a shortage of food and goods.

"Zhao Feng, hurry up and put it on the shelves, we will buy what you put on the shelves, these agricultural and sideline products are what we need!"

Sweet potatoes, potatoes, eggplants, cantaloupe, these are no longer necessary to recommend to Zhao Feng.

After all, these vegetables and fruits are all needed by the people on a daily basis, so Zhao Feng didn't want to introduce them too much.

"These sweet potatoes, potatoes, eggplants or something, I won't tell you more, if you need it, hurry up and place an order!"

As Zhao Feng spoke, he slapped his hand on the table, frowned deeply, and asked fans to place orders quickly in a commanding tone.

When Zhao Feng was curious about how his sales would be in today's live broadcast to help farmers, a disobedient old hen flew in front of Zhao Feng.

The fluttering chaos made the fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room very funny.

"Brother Feng, this old hen seems to be very disobedient, you have to think about it to control it!"

"Okay, everyone here, look at it, your brother Feng can catch it with one hand now!"

Saying that, Zhao Feng rolled up his sleeves and prepared for a big battle.

However, this old hen in the countryside is indeed a bit wild, and a rough man like Zhao Feng is not his opponent when he plays with it.

The old hen flew back and forth, and the chicken mouth even pecked at Zhao Feng's arm.

This annoyed Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng couldn't let the millions of fans in his live broadcast room watch jokes, so he took off his jacket and prepared for a big battle.

"It seems that I don't teach you a good lesson, you don't know how good I am!"

These fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room have never seen this kind of scene, when Zhao Feng and this old hen are entangled and do not distinguish between victory and defeat, the fans in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room are quite interested.

"It seems that it has to be in Brother Feng's live broadcast room, how can the live broadcast room of other anchors be so fun!"

"Isn't it, Brother Feng's live broadcast room, that's really called a fun!"

"I said let's not look at it in vain, brush up on Brother Feng as a gift, and let him grow his strength."

After saying this, there are many more live broadcasts than there are now, and fans have sent flowers to Zhao Feng, submarines, and cloud-piercing arrows.

In short, the live broadcast screen was suddenly exploded by various body gifts.

But how could Zhao Feng be interested in looking at this, he was still continuing to fight with this old hen, in order to take down this old hen, Zhao Feng had already done his best.

After about 10 minutes of tossing, Zhao Feng was already exhausted by the old hen.

"Damn it today, I won't catch you, I'll not be a person!"

The village party secretary of Dawa Village saw that Zhao Feng did not seem to be the opponent of this old hen, so he assisted Zhao Feng on the side, and when Zhao Feng pounced, he successfully caught the old hen.

And these fans in the live broadcast room hurriedly applauded Zhao Feng after seeing this picture.

"Brother Feng is powerful, Brother Feng is mighty!"

"Brother Feng, you are so good!"

"Wow, wow, Ollie!"

Everyone was shouting in unison for Zhao Feng, looking at this disobedient old hen, Zhao Feng wanted to dispose of it immediately.

"This guy is so disobedient, it looks like I have to shave his hair and put it in a hot pan to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

Today, Zhao Feng did the people of Dawa Village a great favor, so it is not too much to reward Zhao Feng with an old hen.

The village party secretary carried the dead old hen to the well.

The action was swift, and when the kitchen knife went down, the old hen died instantly, and the fans in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded when they saw it.

"Oh my god, that's how this chicken died!"

"It looks so pitiful."

"Woo woo, don't kill it, don't kill it!"

This kind of fake sympathy made Zhao Feng feel very ridiculous, after all, everyone here, who has never eaten chicken, and has not eaten the by-products made by chicken.

When some people were crying and wiping their tears to mourn for this chicken, Zhao Feng laughed and sarcastically mocked them.

"Have you all forgotten the smell of chicken when you eat it?"

Zhao Feng dug a glance at the group of fans in his live broadcast room, if there were still people who felt that Zhao Feng's behavior was very brutal.

"Zhao Feng, you really can't do this, such a cute chicken died in your hands, it's so pitiful!"

For this kind of person, Zhao Feng didn't want to say anything, Zhao Feng just wanted to taste the taste of this old hen stew quickly.

"The village party secretary is bothering you, add a little more MSG to me when I stew the soup, so that it can improve the freshness!"

Zhao Feng really has a lot of requirements, but the village party secretary will try his best to meet Zhao Feng.

When stewing the old hen, the village party secretary used the method of firewood cooking, quickly slaughtered the old hen, put it in an iron pot, and then added clear water potatoes and mountain mushrooms, and this delicious taste came to the face in an instant.

Zhao Feng took a deep breath, his taste buds widened, and when he smelled this strong fragrance, Zhao Feng's saliva flowed.

"I'm really sorry, I'm going to be suspicious of those who have sympathy, you can hide to the side first, you don't have to watch this dazzling picture!"

After an hour of cooking, the essence of the old hen was finally boiled out, and holding this bowl of essence, Zhao Feng reluctantly took a sip.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious, it's the best chicken soup I've ever tasted in my life!"

As he spoke, Zhao Feng unconsciously gave a thumbs up, he recognized the taste of this old hen after cooking from the bottom of his heart.

When Zhao Feng was enjoying the delicious old hen soup, these fans in his live broadcast room were already drooling.

"Brother Feng is so fragrant, can you pack one for us remotely!"

"I'm really sorry, you have a good heart here, I can't give you this chicken soup that you want to chant and pray for!"

All of a sudden, the idea of killing chickens and being guilty disappeared in an instant from the live broadcast room, and fans begged Zhaofeng to give them an old hen soup.

"Brother Feng, whoever says this is guilty!"

"The ultimate destination for chickens is to make all kinds of delicious food!"

"Chicken stew, chicken nuggets, chicken thighs, chicken cutlets, chicken tenders, wow, these are my favorites!"

"Brother Feng, please, how can such delicious food not be shared with all of us!"

Zhao Feng could only shake his head helplessly and sigh when he saw it.

"I'm really sorry, all the unjust fans, I can't send this chicken soup to you for free, because this is a special product!"

(End of chapter)