Chapter 64 Is the Big Mansion a Vase?

——[I...I have an unrealistic idea, this house will not really be a suitable home...]

——【The one in front is the powder of vase essence, right? If you know it's unrealistic, don't say it, OK? Don't be afraid to make others laugh out loud]

——[Aiya, although the sailors will be late, they will definitely not be absent. How much does the vase master give you a comment? If you have money, everyone will earn it together]

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The comments in the live broadcast room were all cynical about Xiang Yi.

Wang Shunli put away the ingredients and took away the garbage at home before leaving.

"Thank you, Uncle Wang." Xiang Yi thanked.

Wang Shunli scratched his head: "What is there to be thankful for? It's just for the way. If you want to thank you, I should thank you. If it weren't for you, how could we, the idiots who only pick things up in the field, have a good life now. ." He slapped his forehead suddenly, "Look at my memory, I forgot all the gifts I prepared for everyone."

He took out what looked like a remote control and pressed it twice. Six round robots entered in the direction of the gate. Each robot pulled a small cart with several foam boxes stacked on it.

Wang Shunli: "Miss Yi, I heard that you are running a live broadcast. The young man from our farm said that now the live broadcast has to give gifts to fans, we can't let you lose face, we prepared this for you! "

He opened a box at random: it was full of boxes of fresh strawberries, bright red, each the size of half a palm.

Open another box: the vacuum-packed spicy rabbit head, each bag weighs two pounds, and the weight is large and affordable.

There are also hand-made beef balls, egg yolk crisps and other specialties of Xiaotu Farm.

The netizens in the live broadcast room fell into a frenzy.

——【12 pieces of strawberries to give away? ? 】

——[I remember that the spicy rabbit head is only limited to fifty copies per week, and the black market has been fried for a few hundred yuan for a small bag! The bag is too big! ! 】

—— [I'm going to faint, my favorite beef balls, my favorite, oh oh, other people's beef balls have no delicious rabbit farmers. 】

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Xiangyi glanced at him and nodded slightly: "Okay, let's give these." Then she looked at Li Jianyu with innocent eyes, "How do I give it away? Draw a lottery?"

Li Jianyu was also stupid.

Is the world of local tyrants so unpretentious? ? ?

Li Jianyu was stunned for a long time, but the photographer next to him, Lao Li, kicked him, and then he reacted and cleared his throat: "Then I'll give it to the official blog to get the retweet lottery."

Wang Shunli stared at Xiangyi, opened his mouth, but made no sound, as if he wanted to say something.

Xiangyi: "Uncle Wang, what's wrong?"

Wang Shunli couldn't hold back but still said what he said in his heart: "Miss Yi, I heard that you are in the entertainment industry and you don't make much money. When will you be able to play enough and come back to inherit the Little Rabbit Farm?"

Barrage:【? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? 】

"Also, I think netizens are still making irresponsible remarks about you, but this is obviously your home!" Wang Shunli said indignantly, "I feel wronged for you!"

Barrage:【? ? ? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! ! 】

What did you say? ?

Is the Rabbit Farm a vase?

This big mansion is also a vase? ? ! !