Chapter 223 The Village Party Secretary Visits Zhao Feng.

Fans are looking forward to the next live broadcast even more than Zhao Feng. The party secretary of Dawa Village is even more looking forward to his in-depth cooperation with Zhao Feng.

After many inquiries, the party secretary of Dawa Village found Zhao Feng's contact information. Standing in front of Zhao Feng's house, he waited patiently for Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's usual hobby is playing games and watching DVDs. He has not expanded his hobbies for a long time.

As soon as the filming of the new drama ended today, Zhao Feng rushed home non-stop.

While going home to watch DVDs and play games, Zhao Feng also wanted to have snacks to accompany him, because living with them in this kind of life is called comfort.

When he arrived near his home, Zhao Feng did not return home, but rushed into a nearby convenience store first.

"Good wife, Da La Tiao, Da Dangjia instant noodles and braised eggs..."

Zhao Feng was thinking slowly, and suddenly a pair of wrinkled hands appeared in front of Zhao Feng.

"Brother Zhao Feng, let me recommend a new snack to you. This snack is delicious."

While talking, regardless of whether Zhao Feng agreed or not, this slightly rustic middle-aged man took a pack of yam potato chips from a shelf and placed it in front of Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng was attracted by the actions of the man in front of him. Confused.

The man's face was full of simplicity, and he was looking forward to Zhao Feng tasting this bag of yam chips with a smile on his face.

"Brother Zhao Feng, I'm not lying to you. These potato chips are always delicious. If you buy them back, if they don't taste good, it's mine."

The man's rustic atmosphere became even stronger when he spoke. Looking at the middle-aged man in his 40s, how could he like to eat such snacks and potato chips? Zhao Feng stood up straight and stared at this man with wide eyes.

"Who are you? Do I know you?"

The man had been a guest in Zhao Feng's live broadcast room, so he naturally knew a little about Zhao Feng.

When he saw Zhao Feng, he still felt that way.

"Brother Zhao Feng, you, a big Internet celebrity, don't know me. It's very likely that I am a fan of your live broadcast room. I always like you."

Zhao Feng was also very happy to meet such a simple fan. After all, there were too many people around him who boasted unreliable things.

Zhao Feng put down his guard against this man. After paying the money, he opened the bag of snacks recommended by the man and stuffed it into his mouth.

When Zhao Feng tasted the yam potato chips, the man kept staring at Zhao Feng. He seemed to be looking forward to Zhao Feng telling him about the taste after tasting it.

"Brother Zhao Feng, what do you think? Isn't it delicious!"

"This, this tastes really good, it has a thin and crisp texture, a moderate amount of salty and sweet..."

After saying this, Zhao Feng seemed to react. He took a step forward to deliberately keep a distance from the man in front of him.

"Hey, you keep asking me about potato chips, what do you want to do? Who are you? Say what you have to say!"

Zhao Feng's tone no longer sounded so good, and the man continued to smile with his simple look.

"Brother Zhao Feng will tell you the truth, I am a fan of your live broadcast room, the one who wants you to bring iron yam."

"Oh my god, it's you. Why did you come here? I told you that I don't bring agricultural and sideline products. You should go back quickly."

Zhao Feng never thought that the Party Secretary of Dawa Village would come here to find him. In order to discord and cooperate with the Party Secretary of Dawa Village, Zhao Feng quickened his pace to escape.

But I don't know where this village party secretary got his talent. Before Zhao Feng could reach the door, he took the lead and arrived at the door of Zhao Feng's house.

"Hehe, brother Zhao Feng, please help me. You have already brought iron rods. This iron rod yam will definitely not be a problem!"

"The two goods are not related at all."

Zhao Feng's face drooped, a little impatient.

"Get up quickly, get up quickly."

"Brother Zhao Feng, why can't you help me? Why can't you bring goods for Dawang brand if you are just carrying goods, but you can't help us?"

Hey, it seems that the village party secretary of Dawa Village is well prepared. Zhao Feng stood firm after hearing this.

Zhao Feng should tell the key things in advance to avoid disagreements and quarrels in the future.

At this time, Zhao Feng looked serious and held the pile of snacks he had just bought from the supermarket.

"How much commission can you give me for those iron-rod yams? Iron-rod yams are the most expensive. They can be sold for 10 yuan even if they are full. I guess you package them in gift boxes. Is it possible that you can sell a kilogram of yams? Do you want to give me a commission of two yuan? How much will you villagers have left by then?"

This is indeed a very real problem, and Zhao Feng will not be unable to do it early.

The Party Secretary of Dawa Village felt a little frustrated when he heard what Zhao Feng said. However, in order to find a channel for the unsold iron rod yam, the Party Secretary of Dawa Village still begged with one last hope.

"Brother Zhao Feng, didn't you say that yam potato chips are delicious? In that case, please help me. Yams have the effect of strengthening the spleen and nourishing the stomach. I believe you. As long as you shout hard in the live broadcast room, our yam will not Worry about selling."

The party secretary of Dawa Village seems to have pinned all his hopes on Zhao Feng. As a live broadcast blogger, Zhao Feng should also help the people when they encounter difficulties.

At this moment, Zhao Feng suddenly had a halo around his body, and he instantly felt that he had become much greater.

"Village Party Secretary, I thought about it just now, then I can reduce the commission."

"It seems that Brother Zhao Feng, you agree?"

The village party secretary of Dawa Village jumped up and down with excitement and almost hugged Zhao Feng. Zhao Feng couldn't stand the two men being so naughty, so he pushed the village party secretary away and opened the door of the house.

The clean and tidy house surprised the Party Secretary of Dawa Village.

Because the image Zhao Feng usually presents in live broadcasts is carefree and informal, before seeing Zhao Feng's house in front of his house, the Dawa Village party secretary always thought that Zhao Feng's house would be messy and have nowhere to go.

But as soon as he entered today, the party secretary of Dawa Village opened his mouth in surprise.

"Oh my god, brother Zhao Feng, your home is so clean and tidy!"

"That's not it!"

Zhao Feng glanced at the party secretary of Dawa Village and asked rhetorically.

The party secretary of Dawa Village seemed to know that he had said something wrong. At this time, he kept telling Zhao Feng that he was wrong.

"Brother Zhao Feng, I didn't mean that. I didn't expect that the contrast between you and your image in the live broadcast room is so big. I always thought you were..."

As he said this, the Party Secretary of Dawa Village scratched his head in embarrassment, and he didn't want to say any more unnecessary words.

The iron rod yam he carried was placed in front of Zhao Feng. The village party secretary of Dawa Village wanted Zhao Feng to taste the specialty of their Dawa Village.

After the party secretary of Dawa Village came to Zhao Feng's house, he was as unceremonious as if he had arrived at his own home.

Taking the iron rods of yams, he walked to the kitchen, peeled them, and started cooking porridge for Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng looked really confused when he saw what the party secretary of Dawa Village was doing.