Chapter 2291 - 1912: A Man’s Confidence

Chapter 2291: Chapter 1912: A Man’s Confidence

The fans aren’t the least bit disappointed.

The comments started pouring in, everyone shouting:

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, if you can’t, just stick a phone at the field and open another live stream! Let’s just stream these seedlings sprouting.]

[Good idea, good idea!]

[Can you label my share of the seedlings with my name?]

[Teacher Qiaoqiao, look at the gardeners’ side, this year there’s a lot of mislabeling with the seedlings.]

[Non-gardeners also want to grow a tomato on their balcony...]

[Please, I’m begging you, sell something quickly! My shopping urge can’t take it anymore. If I don’t spend money on Qiaoqiao, I’ll end up buying a bunch of junk.]

In addition to acting pitiful, some were reasoning, stating the facts: [Teacher Qiaoqiao, lately we haven’t been selling much of anything.]

Indeed, that’s true.

Ever since it got hot, all those fresh vegetables and fruits were deemed unsuitable for shipping, and thus weren’t sold.

Watermelons are fragile, and even if people were shouting that they don’t need customer service, the chances of getting one were slim.

What about cantaloupes—surely they’re good?

Well, a huge rain came pouring down, and it’s been overcast on Qiaoqiao’s side ever since. The melons split open in the field by themselves, leaving no chance for them either.

Nowadays, forget the seedlings; even the cracked bitter gourds in the garden would be snatched up if put on the shelf.

This left Song Tan in a bit of a pickle.

She pointed to the vegetable field up ahead: "It’s not that I’m unwilling to sell seedlings to you. Actually, when we were thinning the seedlings, the whole village was coming to get some from us, so we were really quite busy."

"However..."

They directly broadcast seeds, which can’t be delivered by express!

The seedlings are tender, and their stems and leaves are prone to breaking, especially when dry. When they were thinning the seedlings, a little spade was tapped and levered against the ground, and voila, the seedlings popped up.

Villagers would take baskets and easily carry them home for planting.

But if they were shipped, oh dear, even in special seedling packaging boxes, the bottom would need to be protected with plug tray soil for the roots!

This is what Professor Song lamented about earlier, the standardized plantation nowadays.

After all, the natural roots are more stable in plug trays and resistant to transport. The ones dug directly from the ground, even if the soil is retained at the roots and wrapped tightly with cling film, the airflow would differ by the time they arrive.

September and October are still quite warm.

What Song Tan was saying is true, and even if the fans might know this, hearing it from her again still brought a wave of disappointment.

Meanwhile, Qiaoqiao was counting seeds somewhere, completely ignoring the plight of her little fans.

Instead, Song Tan, who hadn’t live-streamed in the fields for quite a while, felt a rare pang of sympathy—

The longer she’s been back home, the softer her heart has become.

She looked at the comments for a while longer, and seeing those folks clamoring, she paused before offering some reassurance:

"I can’t help you with the seedlings, but why not have another giveaway during Laba this year?"

Oh boy!

Laba Festival Pork Feast!

At that moment, nobody was worried about the seedlings anymore; the screen flooded with two words:

[Pick me, pick me, pick me...]

Overwhelming and dense, nothing else was visible.

Song Tan laughed: "Everyone knows how things went last year too. We rented the hill and planted fields, and managing them requires quite a bit of labor cost, so indeed finances aren’t that abundant, which means the ten invited guests will have to cover their own travel expenses."

This year is different though; the Riverside Beach over there also serves as a small pasture, so slaughtering pigs and sheep will take place there, spacious and lively.

"Therefore, this Laba, we’ll open up 50 spots. The top ten fan rankers, and the remaining 40 will be drawn from the live stream, so everyone needs to watch the time closely, don’t win the draw but not have time to come over, there’s no way to replace them."

She paused, then added, "And since it’s Teacher Qiaoqiao’s fans, naturally, it’s Qiaoqiao’s treat."

At this point, she glanced at Qiaoqiao with a smile, who, upon hearing she would be treating them, curiously looked over:

"Sister, am I treating the kids?"

"Yes." Song Tan smiled, "Use your salary to reimburse travel expenses for the kids, regardless of distance, how about a 1000 per person?"

Although it’s not much, it’s a gesture of goodwill.

After all, Qiaoqiao’s signature fee was 8 million, and it’s thanks to the fans, so it’s only fair to give back a little.

At this moment, the comments were exploding like crazy.

Even though the stream had just started, the number of viewers was skyrocketing, and a bunch of folks were shouting:

[While there’re still few people, draw quickly! Draw quickly!]

But Song Tan wasn’t drawing, no way she’d do it so hastily.

She was merely announcing good news in advance, diverting everyone’s disappointment.