Jian Luo was talking to Jiang Jiang about the live broadcast.

Jiang Jiang said enthusiastically: "Don't look at our small website, but in fact, I also have some funds. I plan to advertise in the Central Plaza of the Empire in two days, get one day's screen projection authority, and promote it for us."

Jian Luo praised him expressionlessly: "Boss is wise, my admiration for you is like a surging river."

Jiang Jiang was a little proud: "Where is, you are the anchor with the best potential I like, I am going to push you to the camera."

Jian Luo frowned.

"I originally took a fancy to your fries." Jiang Jiang sighed: "But now it's very difficult. Your fries have been detained and you can't publish them again."

Jian Luo is more direct: "If I do the screen projection, I have to give me a lot of money, right?"

“…”

Jiang Jiang was silent for a while: "I have never seen you as honest and unpretentious as a person."

If it were someone else, no matter how he did, he would not have revealed such a money-loss face. At least he would be a little more tactful.

But Jian Luo is completely different, he keeps talking about money.

Jian Luo was drinking a nutrient solution in his mouth, just like a hanging beam and thorn: "Wake up, brother, otherwise I can do anything else to you, you have few anchors, and you have a website card?"

Jiang Jiang covered his chest: "Please continue to search for my money."

"If you give me this opportunity, I may not be able to satisfy you." Jian Luo replied quickly: "But if you like French fries, don't worry about this. I have something to replace French fries."

Jiang Jiang's eyes lit up: "Really?!"

Jian Luo: "Yes."

This fund is almost a desperate bet by Jiang Jiang. If it fails, the entire website may have to go bankrupt, but if it is just a picture of French fries, it doesn't matter. The crystallization of wisdom in China for five thousand years is not just a saying.

Jiang Jiang's heart was up and down, and hesitated for a while and said, "Okay!"

After finalizing the idea, it is the preparation stage.

Jian Luo went out of the room and saw Su Liang who had just gotten off a nap. The woman looked like she was going to go to the base to farm.

Jian Luo: "Mom."

Su Liang smiled and said, "Luoluo, don't you sleep for a while? Your health is not well yet, so you need to rest more."

Jian Luo shook his head: "No, I'm almost done."

Su Liang's skin was a little dull because of his years of work. Although his appearance was good, he was still a little damaged. She came over and tried to touch Jian Luo's head, and her hands were covered with scars.

Jian Luo was stiff all over.

He has no parents, so he is not suitable to be so close to people.

Su Liang smiled gently: "It seems to have grown taller."

Jian Luo's throat was dry and he responded randomly: "Yeah..."

"Mom is going to work." Su Liang whispered softly: "You are recuperating well at home."

Jian Luo volunteered: "I'll send you there."

Su Liang wanted to say no, but he couldn't help Jian Luo's enthusiasm, so he had to nod and agree. The mother and son cleaned up and went out.

This is also the first time that Jian Luo has traveled far away now.

Every house in the Interstellar Age is a unique family. The house is arc-shaped, and every household has a cross-like transceiver device on the doors. Jian Luo is not very clear about what he is used for.

The streets are quite clean, but they are a little depressed, and there are almost no people on the road.

"Oh, isn't this Aliang?"

A somewhat harsh voice came from behind.

Jian Luo subconsciously frowned, turned around and saw a woman who quickly walked over: "Oh, it's Luo Luo. Aunt just saw a man standing next to your mother, who did you think?"

Su Liang had a little embarrassed look on his face: "Aunt Zhang, who else can there be besides my Luoluo?"

Aunt Zhang glanced at Su Luo meaningfully, with a teasing smile on her face: "Don't be shy. I have heard about Kaohsiung. My aunt saw that he was also a good man, but she was a little anxious and had not enough rules..."

She said while Su Liang's face became even more ugly.

Jian Luo felt it keenly, and he stepped forward with a smile on his face: "Aunt, since he is good, I'll show you whether you want it?"

Aunt Zhang was stunned.

Jian Luo looks pretty and is usually silent and doesn't like to talk, so the residents of this area have never taken this taciturn boy seriously.

Aunt Zhang glared at him: "You kid is not big or small, are there any rules?"

Jian Luo smiled brightly on his face: "I am just a little impatient. I don't have enough rules. Hey, Aunt Zhang, didn't you just say that such a person is not bad?"

“…”

Aunt Zhang was speechless when she remembered what she had just said.

When Su Liang saw that his son was said to be unruly, his face was not very good: "Aunt, I have an idea about my own affairs, so don't say this again in the future."

After saying that, she pulled Jian Luo and said, "Luoluo, let's go."

Jian Luo responded, his smile turned cold, and when he gave Aunt Zhang a warning look, he followed slowly.

The human cultivation base will arrive soon.

Jian Luo thought about it all the way and said as he parted ways: "Mom, you quit."

Su Liang was stunned and laughed and cried: "What did you say, a silly child?"

"...It's nothing." Jian Luo decided to wait until he earned enough money before mentioning it. At that time, it should be more convincing. Now that his mother is in the cultivation base, the group of people dare not bully him, so he changed his words: "I'll pick you up tonight."

Su Liang felt warm in his heart, and he nodded slightly: "Okay."

Then Jian Luo waved to her, and in order to cheer her up, he raised his hands and compared his heart: "Come on!"

Su Liang was amused: "Okay, okay."

The next day.

Today is the day Jian Luo is going to prepare for live broadcast.

The live broadcast equipment that Jiang Jiang mailed him to him was very convenient. It was just a small ball for live broadcast, transparent. If you click the button, the information light screen will pop up. You can float it by yourself during live broadcasts.

Jiang Jiang sent a message: "Did you receive it?"

Jian Luo: "Yeah, received."

Today is a day to try live broadcasts, because the potatoes at home have to be kept for two days, so now I can only use corn first.

Just make popcorn!

"drop."

The small ball officially started working.

The live broadcast officially began. Because there were not many anchors in the entire small-small site, netizens had no choice. Soon, one person entered.

Jian Luo was lively and smiled brightly: "Hello everyone, welcome to the live broadcast room. Today is the first day of the live broadcast. I am going to make you a snack for you everyday."

There is a corn on the operating table.

Jian Luo is very good at talking: "We have to peel the corn first. There are skills to peel the corn..."

[Huahua: Why do you need to peel corn? Corn is delicious when you chew.]

A barrage floated by, Jian Luo took a look at the number of people in the live broadcast room, and it was still the same person, so it was really hard for her not to leave.

Jian Luo Shunkou: "You don't need to peel the corn when cooking, you need to peel it if you want to boil it."

He stood by the stove, and the little ball naturally took pictures of the situation at home. As soon as Jian Luo peeled the corn, he heard a barrage passing by:

【Flowers and Fruits: Where is this? Why is it so broken.】

Before Jian Luo could speak, the man left the live broadcast room.

“…”

He felt like he had eaten shit.

Another audience who had been there also saw it. He was silent for a while and said, "Actually it's not that broken."

When Jian Luo saw it, a bright smile appeared on his face: "Thank you."

In fact, after being a blogger for a long time, he can see any comments. His psychological tolerance is not that bad. In addition, interstellar people also have such cute existences, so he feels much better.

The pot is already hot.

Jian Luo used a small piece of corn to extract a little glucose last night. He poured the sugar on top of the corn kernels and stirred: "Popcorn should be sweet to taste."

[Huahua: What is the watering? Can you really eat it?]

[Kipper: Is the anchor wasting food!]

[Po Li: It looks like a child playing house. Is humans like this now to attract attention?]

Before I knew it, as the live broadcast increased, more people came in, and the comments were mixed.

Seeing that the pot was hot, Jian Luo first put the corn kernels in and kept stirring with the spatula: "Be careful not to burn when you make it yourself."
To be continued...