Her Cultivation Diary
Chapter 958: Adopt a pig

Chapter 958: Adopt a pig

Secretary Xiaozu was explaining things, and Qiaoqiao listened obediently by her side, until she saw that dozens of minutes had passed on the live broadcast and cheerfully said:

"Yay! We’ve done another hour today! Can we start selling the hand masks now?"

Secretary Xiaozu: ...I would’ve forgotten if you hadn’t mentioned it. Turns out today’s broadcast was for selling hand masks.

Looking again at the barrage of comments, indeed, it wasn’t just her who had forgotten.

[Ahhh hand masks! I forgot! Wait, I’ll find a place with good internet.]

[So sly, the host is too cunning, luring us with pig-killing feasts!]

[No, but selling hand masks and posting a link doesn’t stop you from taking us to see the pigs.]

[Can Top Brother specify which pig he wants to eat?]

[Hurry up! Top Brother has spoken.]

[If I can specify, I’ll throw in another Supreme Crown.]

[Sss—Top Brother really has the means, splurging gold on a pig.]

[Top Brother, check out your ranking, you’ve dropped to third.]

[LMAO! Someone’s actually willing to spend that much money on a piece of pork?]

[Come on, the guy who’s ranked sixth, put in some effort!]

The chat was bustling and lively, with the audience loving the spectacle. However, Qiaoqiao didn’t even look at the barrage, and essentially, Secretary Xiaozu wasn’t the kind of person who saw 10,000 yuan as a big deal either.

So she quickly reassured everyone: "Stop tipping, guys. In the end, it’s just pork; impulsive spending isn’t worth it."

"Also, we advise against it. Next year, with the expansion of the mountain area, Qiaoqiao’s home will have more and more good stuff, so you can save your money to spend next year."

Truth be told, her nonchalant demeanor did have a way of making people listen.

The once noisy barrage finally calmed down with a few sporadic flowers displayed on it, these small tips of one yuan each didn’t seem too ostentatious.

Then, Secretary Xiaozu asked Qiaoqiao, "Did everyone agree that they could choose the pig they’ll eat?"

Qiaoqiao was taken aback for a moment before becoming distressed:

"To pull out a pig’s leg, we’d need to arrange a lot of people, cleaning the pig also takes a lot of people, we’d need several butchers... but if the meat is all cooked together, it can’t be distinguished, can it?"

He sincerely asked: "I can’t tell which pig it was when I eat pork, can you?"

This question stumped everyone. It’s like asking which hen laid the egg, but with pigs, it’s different. Therefore, the all-knowing netizens also had answers—

[The toughest ones are the wild boars! I want to eat a big wild boar!]

[You can tell who seldom eats it. Wild boar meat isn’t as tasty as home-raised black pork—I want to eat the little wild pig Da Wang brought back this year.]

[Tsk tsk, you folks are picky. I’m not, any black pig is fine for me, I love the chewiness.]

[Isn’t anyone eating the white pig? The big white pork is so plump and the lard so fragrant!]

[I’ve never tried wild boar before... just want to taste it.]

[Ah we have African swine fever here, I’m scared to buy pork, wuwuwu.]

[To the person ahead, I’ve got that here too, but it’s a small scale, so I’m not worried.]

[Our pig farms are still okay, pretty high-tech, the pigs don’t have contact with humans so it’s safe...]

Secretary Xiaozu couldn’t help but laugh: "You all have quite the discerning taste buds, and know how to eat!"

However, she was about to burst their bubble—

"You can’t pick at all. First, the big wild boar is being saved for breeding next year, so it won’t be killed."

"Second, the two little wild pigs are growing slowly; one hasn’t been castrated yet, and they are also being kept for breeding, so they won’t be killed this year."

"Lastly, there are three white and two black fat pigs; you get whichever one you get. "

Everyone’s dream of wild boars is shattered, but no worries, because they still have other joys—

[So what you’re saying is, generations to come will never run out. Will we be able to sell a pig next year?]

[Good question, can we sell a rack of ribs next year?]

[Give me a year to save money, can I buy a big pig’s head next Chinese New Year? We need it for our religious offerings over here]

[I want a whole head too! Gotta prepare for both sets of parents, the bosses, and my closest buddies...]

[Hey, has the host considered charging us first, then we pay the pig’s feed fee, so by the end of the year when the pig is butchered, it belongs to us?]

[Enough with that scheme, several pig-raising APPs have already gone bust]

[No way! Is this how fancy you city folks eat pork now? I’ve never even heard of this.]

[It’s just adopting a pig. Many people raise one for a year and never see the meat—they just get dragged along...]

[Learning something new here, never heard of this before... I’d better stick to buying from the supermarket.]

Secretary Xiaozu glanced at Qiaoqiao, "Do we have anything we can sell to the fans next year?"

Qiaoqiao’s eyes sparkled, she quickly boasted, "Yes! Yes! We have Ai Cao! Ai Tiao! Mosquito Repellent Packs—whatever I say goes for the new Stone Mountain my sister wrapped up!"

"Easy there, kiddos, we also have wild chrysanthemums, fragrant wild chrysanthemums! You can make tea and skincare products with them."

"That—huge mountain, it’s all up to me!"

[Got it, got it, can we grow a money tree there?]

[Got it, got it, can we grow cherries?]

[Got it, got it, can we grow durians?]

[You folks up front are really daydreaming; it’s called Stone Mountain for a reason... How about oranges? I love oranges.]

[What are you even on about? Can you actually grow oranges on Stone Mountain?]

Secretary Xiaozu couldn’t help but laugh, "You guys sure have a lot of requests... But we do have plans for orange trees, just on a different hillside."

"Durians won’t work, it’s too cold here in winter, not suitable for tropical fruits."

"As for cherries, we might follow up with some domestic big cherries for easier transportation. But this hasn’t been discussed, we’ll talk about it later."

[You know, I really like Secretary Sister, never misses a question, always responsive.]

[Me too! Host Qiaoqiao has this ’don’t-care-if-we-live-or-die’ charm, while Secretary Sister gives off a caring vibe]

[Don’t say that, Host Qiaoqiao also cares about me, he just hasn’t said it, but I know]

[You got that right, everyone has their own style. Sometimes I know Qiaoqiao won’t read the comments, but that just makes me want to post more.]

[Same here, for any other host not reading comments I’d just leave.]

[Uhm... am I the only one who remembers the hand mask?]

[Damn right! Wasn’t this supposed to be a live sale for hand masks?]

[Qiaoqiao, you’ve changed. You used to blatantly drag out the time, now you’ve sidetracked us for half an hour!]

Checking the time, Secretary Xiaozu realized it had indeed been an hour and twenty minutes since the live broadcast started! Oh my, such a sin, it’s one thing for Qiaoqiao to go off-topic, but she shouldn’t have done it!

Still inexperienced with live broadcasting!

Now, quickly trying to make things right:

"Alright, then let’s not beat around the bush—Qiaoqiao, shall we start selling the hand masks?"

Qiaoqiao nodded and, glancing back at the eagerly waiting courier (boss) crew, she said loudly:

"Brother Yanping, the hand masks can start selling now—and remember kiddos, we’re not using Wind Speed Express this time!"