Chapter 27 The Unmanned Vendors in the Manor (Please Collect and Recommend)

Zhuang Buyuan looked at her back and shook his head.

Poor girl, it must be very hard.

At this moment, Zhuang Buyuan saw another familiar figure, the female man from yesterday. She was covered in sweat and seemed to have come running. She came to the stall and looked around but did not see Zhao Min or Zhao Min. Seeing that Zhuang was not far away, I was a little hesitant.

But she finally walked to the stall where Zhao Min left her, put down the 50 yuan, took a potato, and left in a hurry.

Zhuang Buyuan couldn't tell whether she had grown taller, but he could see that her figure was still so balanced that she was very suitable for playing basketball.

Just as the man left, another aunt came. She also put down 150 yuan, picked a potato, a green pepper, and an eggplant and left.

"Eh... it can be like this." Zhuang Buyuan had an idea. He turned back to Zhao Min and said, "Mr. Zhao, why not just hang a box next to it, set up an unmanned stall, and let them pay by themselves."

"Is that possible? This is the output of the manor. What if someone steals it?"

"There happens to be a camera next to it." Zhuang Buyuan pointed to the camera next to the stop sign, "Let's try it. Anyway, the manor produces a lot, and most of it can't be sold. If it's about the same, you don't have to work so hard every day to sell it. Yes. Now, add a few more words to the sign, um...just say 'No one is a vendor, it's all about self-consciousness. A black heart and a black face, but integrity is the best."

Zhao Min found a pen and paper, wrote the letter doubtfully, and placed a sign next to it.

Zhuang Buyuan thought for a while, and simply printed another QR code for payment and pasted it on. Then the two of them returned to the manor and looked outside.

From the perspective of not far away from Zhuang, the stall is very close, but from the perspective of others, there is no one around.

Brother Wen was still broadcasting live, and he was already so high that he couldn't help himself. At this moment, his cell phone rang.

"Hey, the phone rang..." Brother Wen hurriedly touched the other phone, looked at the click display, hissed at the screen, then picked up the phone and said: "Dad, why did you call? What did you say about me? What are you doing now... I'm at work, yes, at work."

Rows of barrages flashed across the live broadcast screen, all mocking Brother Wen for blatantly lying.

"At work? Hey, why did I see someone eating tomatoes?"

Brother Wen was a little confused, "Dad, you actually watched my live broadcast!"

"Well, um... son, leave some of the tomatoes you bought for me. By the way, does the manor have other products? Can other products besides tomatoes be used?"

"Dad, you didn't say that in your line of work, looks don't matter, hair doesn't matter, what matters is ability...Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense, I'll buy you more right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Brother Wen sighed helplessly, these are such duplicitous people.

"Suddenly I feel that Brother Wen's life is very hard."

"Brother Wen wants to take something else?"

"Boss, let me have some more tomatoes, potatoes and green peppers..." Brother Wen turned around and found that there was no one behind him.

"Since dad said he wanted to buy it, let's buy more. This should be about 50 of each kind... Oh, I'm too lazy to count." Brother Wen looked at the QR code next to him and scanned the code directly.

Zhuang Buyuan received a notification on his mobile phone and received 10,000 yuan from Brother Wen.

Then Brother Wen waved, and a car came and moved everything on the stall.

While watching the live broadcast, Zhuang Buyuan saw Brother Wen outside sweeping up all the vegetables on the vendors. He had to sigh with emotion, there are so many rich people.

The anchor Brother Wen left, and Zhao Min asked Zhuang Buyuan: "Master, would you like to add some more to the output of the manor?"

"Add more." Zhuang Buyuan wanted to see if the "unmanned vendor" could be implemented.

Brother Wen ended the live broadcast, but many people made appointments.

"Whether it's true or not, even if it's a special effect, I have to try it."

"A tomato costs 50 yuan, which is enough for me to eat instant noodles for a month! It's too expensive!"

"But I also want beautiful hair!"

"I want breasts...don't care, I'm going to try them!"

"The west gate of Huanshan Park, right? I'm nearby."

"The envy is in Xucheng. Our third-tier small cities are not so lucky. I wonder if the manor owner can provide express service."

"I can help you purchase it."

"Please purchase on my behalf, beg on my knees! To be honest, my hairline is also a bit dangerous. Judging from my dad's situation, the future is not good..."

"Go and ask for a live broadcast to see if it's really that effective. Although I think it's because of the special effects, the tomatoes that Brother Wen sells so hard are definitely not bad."

It seems that Brother Wen's live broadcast has brought a lot of attention to the output of the manor. In less than half an hour, many people came over and looked at the man who said "He has a dark heart and a dark face, but he is honest and honest." They all paid for the sign, and a few people bowed to the sign and ate tomatoes on the spot.

Most people have no effect. As expected, most of the African chiefs in this world have dark hands and dark faces, so they need to use facial cleanser more.

Many people live in their own small circles or live on social media.

For a while, Zhuang Buyuan saw that several live broadcast rooms were opened, and they all came to the scene to eat tomatoes, and they received a lot of attention.

"It really doesn't work?"

"But it's really delicious. 50 yuan is so worth it. Really, for 50 yuan you can buy at most two Haagen-Dazs balls. This tomato is much more delicious than Haagen-Dazs! 555, Why am I a poor person, 50 yuan is really too expensive, maybe I can only eat like this once or twice a week..."

"Really? Looking at your expressions, it's too exaggerated."

Seven or eight people came and ate dozens of tomatoes. They gathered around and didn't leave. Everyone enthusiastically discussed the taste of the tomatoes. Some people picked out a few potatoes, eggplants and the like and said, "I'll take them back to me." Mom, save my mother’s cooking skills.”

This group of people held three or four live broadcasts and formed a small live broadcast circle. Many people jumped around in multiple rooms, attracting many people who had watched Brother Wen's live broadcast before.

A middle-aged man came over, saw them, and waved to these people holding mobile phones.

"Hello everyone, I'm here to eat tomatoes too."

"There is actually an uncle watching the live broadcast? Uncle, are you your Geng?"

"Actually, I'm only 26. It's all my fault for my hairline. I tried various methods and spent a hundred thousand dollars. I had given up on treatment before..." This "fake uncle" picked up the tomato and put his hands together. What, he bowed to the sign "Honesty leads to Europe": "I hope I can grow my hair. I want to find a partner. I don't want others to say that my dad is my brother..."

Muttering a prayer, the fake uncle ate a tomato in two or three mouthfuls with both hands. Suddenly his scalp felt numb, as if he had experienced an electric shock. He stretched out his hand to touch his head and was stunned.

"Really or not..." Everyone was shocked.

"Here he appears, the European chief appears!"

"Such a thing really happens!"

"Impossible, this is unscientific!"

"It's definitely special effects."

Zhuang Buyuan looked at more and more people gathering outside, feeling a little distressed and helpless. After a long while, he finally sighed: "Forget it, let it go..."

What is scientific or unscientific is just that we have too little understanding of the world.