Let you appear on variety shows, and you bring the whole village to become rich?

Chapter 71

[Lego + genealogy + internship chapter, it may be a little childish for others, but it is just right for college students. 】

[I'm crying to death, Qu Suihuan is a living Bodhisattva, the practice chapter is absolutely attractive. 】

[I don't agree, I strongly disagree, because I don't have a ticket (smile). 】

[In this way, not only free labor is available, but also the building is full of characteristics, which ensures the popularity of public opinion and the source of future customers. As human beings, how did Qu Suihuan's brains grow? 】

【Every step that Qu Suihuan walks is traceable, and it holds my heart tightly. 】

As the barrage said, Qu Suihuan captured people's hearts.

Today's college students, who have no ambitions, can build a house and put it in the family tree, which completely reminds them of their 82-year-old second illness.

They rolled up their sleeves one after another, wishing they could do it right away.

But just live broadcasting the construction of a house is definitely not interesting, and it can't keep online viewers. Qu Suihuan asked the director to divide the shots into two waves.

One wave stayed to shoot the production, and the other wave followed the guests to complete today's task.

The director announced with a loudspeaker.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's task is to go to the market in the small town and cook for all the tourists."

"Each person has 200 yuan. You use this money to buy the ingredients you need. Among them, you must have chicken, duck, and fish."

This time the mission was considered normal, and no one refuted it.

Sitting in the car, this was the second time the program team went to the town together. The last time was when Jiang Shili was bitten by a dog and given a rabies vaccine.

In the car, since there is no group PK, this means that they need to discuss the ingredients they buy together.

Qu Suihuan knows vegetables, and she is in charge of buying vegetables.

Su Yitong followed closely behind and took the initiative to undertake the task of buying ducks.

Everyone else was divided into their own tasks.

The town is not big, and people who go to the market come from other nearby villages, and it takes a long time to get there.

After getting out of the car, the locals dressed in rustic clothes, in stark contrast to this group of stars, frequently attracting attention.

Su Yitong is very aware of Qu Suihuan's fandom, since everyone likes it, she will follow suit.

She watched several rural TV dramas, specially learning how to behave like a village girl, and she thought she must express herself ahead of Qu Suihuan.

The town is very crowded, and it took a long time to find an old man at the corner of the stall.

The old man took his granddaughter with a duck at their feet.

Su Yitong's eyes lit up, she walked over, and her glamorous appearance instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"How do you sell this duck?"

The old man caught the duck and showed it to her.

"This duck weighs 6 catties and sells for 45 yuan."

Su Yitong knelt down, held back her disgust and touched the duck, pretending to choose it.

"40, I bought it."

This is a trick she learned, to bargain when buying things, so as to appear unmaterialistic and to highlight simplicity and truth.

The old man hesitated for a moment, "This duck weighs six catties!"

"40, if I don't sell it, I will leave."

This is also a trick she learned, pretending to leave if she can't bargain.

The old man became anxious for a moment, and hurriedly agreed.

Su Yitong gave him a fifty-dollar bill, and the old man took a look and took out a cloth ball from his bag.

Unpacking the cloth ball revealed some odds and ends of money inside, some for one piece, some for fifty cents.

He made do with it for a long time, counted and counted, and finally managed to scrape together ten yuan to give to Su Yitong.

Su Yitong hated this kind of poor ghost to death, but she still remained patient on her face.

Take the change, take the duck and leave.

The little girl on the side smiled and said to her: "Thank you pretty sister, I can buy new shoes now, good~"

Su Yitong pretended to be gentle and patted her head.

This scene was broadcast in the barrage, and the fans were full of hype.

[The goddess is gentle and kind, so touched, I'm about to cry. 】

【Children can't be fooled. Seeing Yitong is like seeing a Bodhisattva. She is so grateful. 】

[Please, the price of a 46-yuan duck is 40. How dare you brag about her kindness? 】

[This kind of duck is not imported, it can be sold for about 40 yuan, I still think it is expensive, thank you Bodhisattva. 】

[I found that I not only hate Su Yitong, but also her high-ranking fan group. 】

[Upstairs, +1, I hate Su Yitong and her fans more and more. 】

Su Yitong completed the task first, boasting that she performed well, and quickly arranged for the team to buy marketing accounts online to praise.

On the other side, Qu Suihuan bought all kinds of vegetables, but he didn't have any garlic sprouts.

Just as they were about to go to the next booth, the crowd suddenly became agitated.

Everyone gathered in a group, not knowing what to do.

She squeezed into the crowd with great difficulty, and saw an old man standing at the shoe booth.

"Look, I beg you to look again, this is real money, I didn't lie to you."

The peddler waved impatiently, "Go, go, go away, you are counterfeit money."

"Uncle, it's not fake, it's real. My grandpa made money by selling ducks."

"Fake, I can't buy it, you go away quickly, don't delay my business."

The old man hunched over, unfolded and unfolded the 50 yuan banknotes with trembling hands, trying to ask another peddler beside him.

"Here, boss, look, I really didn't lie, this is real money."

"Go away, go away, we are not living Bodhisattvas."

These words seemed to have broken the old man's last support, and he slumped on the ground.

"Thousands of dollars, no conscience, how could this be fake money."

"God, do you still have a conscience, pity the poor man..."

He could only sit on the ground crying and cursing, and the spectators around him were indifferent, as if they were not surprised.

The little girl was also in a hurry, and she kept talking with her grandfather.

"Grandpa, I don't want my shoes anymore. I can still wear them as slippers when I cut them off."

But grandpa was crying so hard that he couldn't get up, and she also cried anxiously.

"Grandpa, I'm never buying shoes again, let's go home, I don't like new shoes."

There were more and more people watching, all kinds of strange eyes were intertwined, and there were scattered voices of discussion.

"Fake money, definitely can't buy it."

"How can you buy something with a fake one?"

"Oh, old man, get up quickly, you can't do business sitting on the ground, you are fake money, you really can't buy it."

Watching the excitement, criticizing, the little girl cried and stood up in front of her grandpa.

"My grandpa didn't lie to anyone about the money he made selling ducks."

"Because my shoes have been worn for several years, they have been stuck many times, and they can't stick anymore, so grandpa sold the ducks."

A passer-by interjected: "Don't cry, go back and catch another duck to sell, there is still time."

The little girl cried louder.

"This is the last duck. The ducks have been stolen by thieves."

"There are only me and grandpa in the family. Grandpa went to chase the thief and fell down."

The noisy crowd, the indifferent eyes, the helpless bystanders...

Qu Suihuan, who was standing not far away, seemed to have been nailed with a sharp needle.

From the Tianling cover to the tailbone, the pain was so painful that it was difficult to breathe.

The hemp rope is cut at the delicate point, and bad luck finds the poor.

For the first time, she realized that her way of eradicating poverty was slow.

The original intention is to slowly attract people with warmth through variety shows, and then help the development of Dayan Village step by step, and finally spread to the surrounding area.

However, she has time, what about others?

(End of this chapter)