Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 595 - Chapter 595 595. Why do I still have to kneel_1

Chapter 595: 595. Why do I still have to kneel?_1 Chapter 595: 595. Why do I still have to kneel?_1 Live room audience: …

[What’s this? Aren’t they supposed to be opening a liquor cellar? Why does it look like they’re soaking grains?]

[Exactly, shouldn’t they be pouring wine from a jar?]

[It’s always shown on TV like this, smack open the clay seal, and the wine comes out… This isn’t wine, is it?]

[Ahhhhhh!!! You guys don’t understand at all!!!]

[Grain liquor! The liquor from the host’s family!!!]

[Ahhh, the sorghum liquor brewed by the host’s family… Just thinking about it, you know it has to be good! Sob sob sob, hugging my collectible Maotai while drooling!]

[Please, host!!! Host! I’m begging! Let me have a sip, sobsob…]

While the earlier comments were fine, albeit a bit over the top, they still fit the style of the live room. But the ones that came later were clearly a little dated–

[Is this grain liquor for sale? Boss, name your price?]

[Pure brewed grain liquor, nice! Boss, name your price? I asked about it during the last brewing session, but no one responded]

[Yeah, just tell us the price, I’ll take it off your hands if I can]

[Can the boss give an address? Can I go and check it out myself?]

[…]

It took quite a while for a response to this bunch of seemingly normal but somewhat out-of-place comments:

[Um… there’s no license, this kind of home brewing can’t be sold]

[Moreover, the host doesn’t read the comments, let alone private messages]

[Right, the host’s address is well protected, he only mentions a certain town for deliveries]

It’s not that Wind Speed Express is lax, it’s just that in these rural areas, parcels are usually delivered to the town for pickup, so leaving an address for the town is the norm and everyone is used to it.

And the comments continued:

[Exactly, there were so many people during the peach sale that they almost drove over there, but looking at the map, Qingxi Town has over a dozen villages…]

[Alcohol… I’m not fond of drinking, but my dad loves it, haha, I’ll call him to watch this!]

[Wait, don’t rush to call him! If the host has streamed long enough, he might just end the broadcast!]

[Gentlemen, rest assured! I’ve calculated the time, he still has 45 minutes, that’s plenty!]

[Not enough, hey! Distilling liquor takes time!]

[Just steam the first batch, have a taste, a taste is enough…]

[I’m dying of laughter, those who were calling for the boss earlier, how quaint… Shouldn’t you be kneeling down and begging the host like me?]

In front of the screen, a slightly overweight middle-aged man suddenly furrowed his brow, drew his chin back, looking both resistant and incredulous.

The next moment, he opened his mouth to shout, “Yunyun! Yunyun! Come look, what’s the deal with this guy? He’s selling booze and I’m supposed to kneel and beg him for it?”

The girl named Yunyun was sitting cross-legged on the couch, fiercely battling on her phone, so intent that she didn’t hear a thing, only muttering curses, “Fuck! Fuck fuck– why aren’t you going? Argh, why do I always get paired with some wannabe ‘Sleeping Dragon or Young Phoenix’– What? Dad? Talk later! After this game– Argh, I’m dead– dead dead dead.”

Putting her phone down, she no longer cursed, instead adopting an air of having seen it all, and took her dad’s phone quite nonchalantly:

“Didn’t you want to watch some leisurely live streaming? Isn’t feeding pigs relaxing enough? It’s high on the rankings–hey hey hey? What’s this they’ve got? What are they distilling?”

“Liquor!” The father became anxious and quickly crowded in to watch the live stream, “Do you see that? The comments below say it’s sorghum wine brewed a month ago. It’s been fermenting for a month, and today it can be distilled!”

“Oh, oh, oh,” the daughter wasn’t very interested, “There are so many selling this kind of farmhouse grain liquor now–it was just, what did you say about kneeling?”

“This!”

The father pointed at the screen excitedly, “I want to buy, and when I asked the seller, he ignored me, but the comments said I had to kneel down and beg him!”

What?

You can’t replay during a live broadcast, and this host doesn’t sell things or do commentary, and the bullet-screen comments were flying by so fast, but fortunately, you could scroll back through the comments… Yunyun went to some effort before she could track back to the earlier bullet-screen, and that’s when she found that comment–

[I’m dying, the one earlier calling the boss, how weird was that… Shouldn’t they be like me, kneeling down to beg the host?]

Yunyun: …

In view of the context, she couldn’t help but laugh and cry, “It’s nothing, Dad, don’t worry about it, netizens are just playing with a meme!”

“But it seems like some people are stirring things up in this live stream room, it’s just grain alcohol, there’s no need to exaggerate so much, right?”

Really?

The father didn’t quite understand the live stream room, and he heard that Old Xu next door watched live streams day and night, even investing tens of thousands and getting into fights with his wife. He used to scoff at it, but for some reason, he was now a bit curious…

And here he was, letting his daughter download an app, with everything one could think of on it.

Because it was real-name linked, the first thing recommended was a huge live room with millions of viewers.

The host inside had a face white as a painted wall, with especially large eyes, like those in the animated series Yunyun watched. With a slender waist and very long legs, the tiles in the background seemed somehow distorted, startling Yunyun’s father…

How to put it? He felt that, at his age, he should have some taste.

In his youth, he liked Lin Daiyu and Yuan Chun, as well as Yang Guifei and Queen Wang, but now that he was older, he liked the movie “Wolf Warrior”… No problem, right?

In any case, this female host looked like a monster to him… Bah! He didn’t even watch Sun Wukong anymore, how could he watch a demoness?

Anyway, regarding this liquor, he did have something to say!

“There are quite a few selling grain alcohol, but isn’t this one brewing live? And so many people want to buy it, surely this shop’s products are reliable, I thought I’d ask about the price first… But they ignored me.”

“Some hosts are like that, not paying attention to people. Some might be because there are too many bullet-screen comments coming in too fast–look, there are more than a hundred thousand people in this live room now, the comments are flying, it’s normal if he doesn’t see it…”

But she remembered that when she was just feeding pigs, there were only a few thousand viewers… And why did the host, who was carrying a basket and had such white, young hands, now look like an old man holding a stainless steel distiller and fiddling with it?

Yunyun hesitated, but continued to watch along.

Meanwhile, she explained to her father, “Look, sometimes it’s okay if the host doesn’t reply about the price, hosts with a shopping bag icon like this are bringing goods, it’s the same as salespeople in a store. You click this shopping bag–look, isn’t this his Peach Treasure Shop?”

Yunyun started to smile, “Let’s check if this liquor is listed yet, if the comments are good, we’ll buy.”

As the distiller began to work, Yunyun smoothly clicked into the Peach Treasure Shop.

The entire shop exuded a simple farmhouse ambiance. However, in the shop, except for the “Hand-Woven Grass Mats” at the top that were still in stock, everything else like tremella fungus, tea leaves, green pepper sauce, honey, etc., were all priced at 99999…

Yes, that’s right, it was the status of being out of stock but the page not taken down.

And Zhang Yanping can be thanked for this, as when he was about to leave, many people asked backstage why the items had been taken down, he casually re-edited the listings, put up an announcement, and then adjusted the prices of the products!

Hey, from the original price of 50 to the currently listed price of 99999, that’s how he updated the listings!

Just asking, are customers satisfied?