Mixed in 1980

Chapter 508 There Are Fewer Chickens

Many people, just like the blogger who was being choked, broke out in a cold sweat, only realizing who they had offended when their accounts were banned and their videos were deleted.

Fighting with Chen Yanyin is a business.

If all accounts are lost, the business is over. Even if some people are dissatisfied and try to start a fight with alternate accounts, they will only end up having their alternate accounts banned.

Take a break!
Within seven days, everyone had to behave themselves. Even the capital that was entering the market had to stay put. If they wanted to find someone to speak out, no blogger dared to take the job, as there were too many precedents.

Taking advantage of the lull, the game's downloads surpassed ten million. Seven days later, when they tried to compete again, it was too late to make a ripple. The most obvious change was that men were now more careful with their money.

Chen Yanyin believes that what she did was not only satisfying but also a great deed. When she turned on the live stream again, she said, "I'm terrible at this game, I can't play anymore, I'm too useless."

"As I said before, pure feelings are very important. If feelings have to be linked to material things, you must be careful and manage your wallet well."

"After all, life is tough, and money is hard to earn!"

"I'm not playing games today. I'll just connect with some friends and chat. If any of you want to chat, you can request to connect."

Instantly, a group of people connected online.

Chen Yanyin called on the first one: "Friend, please introduce yourself and tell me what you want to talk about, but please don't swear. I've been swearing at too many people lately."

"Fourth Princess, you can just call me Xiao Yang."

"Hello Xiao Yang, you're not allowed to call me Fourth Princess. Call me Fourth Brother. If you call me Fourth Princess again, I'll disconnect. That kind of address is really inappropriate."

"So I'll really call him that, Fourth Brother?"

“It’s great. My family calls me Lao Si (Fourth Brother), and the elders I know call me Si Ya Tou (Fourth Girl).

"Okay, fourth brother, what you said earlier about how it's hard to eat shit and hard to make money is true, and you're particularly good at making money, so can you point me in the right direction?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yanyin paused for a moment, then teased, "Comrade Xiao Yang, I'm a game streamer, how can you make me do the work of a financial streamer?"

"What do you do? We need to have a general idea so we can continue our conversation. There are too many ways to make money, and if it's not suitable for you, you won't make any money."

Xiao Yang said, "I graduated from university a year ago and worked at a self-media company before. Now I plan to start my own business, but I don't know what to do."

"So you're just choosing a racetrack?"

Chen Yanyin frowned slightly: "What talents do you have? Having talents is the simplest thing. If you perfect your talents, you can make money."

"I don't have any special talents," Xiao Yang said awkwardly.

Chen Yanyin laughed and said, "It's normal. Most people don't have any special talents, but there are still tracks, such as kindness, which will be a very popular track in the future."

What is kindness?

“Positive energy, like that rich and particularly positive girl, isn’t she kind? Selling things to make things convenient for the elderly and helping them.”

"There's another one that's just starting out. It doesn't have much traffic yet, but it's going to be a huge hit in the future. It's about going to the mountains to help farmers collect mountain products and turn the villagers' good stuff into money."

"These tracks can accommodate a lot of people."

"To put it simply, just drive an excavator along the 318 highway, fill in any potholes you see, and rescue people from landslides. That's guaranteed to go viral."

"The higher-ups have proposed that we need both gold and silver mountains and green mountains and clear waters. Wherever there is pollution, you should expose it and urge them to solve the pollution problem."

"They all have trending topics and generate traffic."

"Kindness is the biggest source of traffic, but there is a prerequisite: you have to be genuinely kind. Fake kindness may fool people for a while, but it will eventually be despised."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Yang fell silent for a moment: "Fourth brother, you're right, I'll give it a try."

"That's fine, move on to the next one."

Chen Yanyin connected with the next person, a woman, whose voice sounded somewhat tired: "Hello, Fourth Brother, my surname is Jiang, you can just call me Xiao Jiang."

"Hello Xiao Jiang, what would you like to talk about?"

"I...I want to ask you for a favor," Xiao Jiang stammered.

Chen Yanyin asked, "What kind of help?"

Xiao Jiang paused for a moment before saying, "It's like this, I'm also from Beijing, and last month I bought an annual pass for my child at the Mentougou Wildlife Park."

"I've only been there once."

At this point, Xiao Jiang's voice trembled with tears: "A few days ago, my child was diagnosed with malignant rhabdomyosarcoma. I want to cancel my annual membership to raise money for my child's medical expenses."

"Mentougou Wildlife Park won't let you get a refund?" Chen Yanyin frowned, her eyes sharp.

Xiao Jiang hurriedly said, "No, that's not it. I just went there today and communicated with the people at the ticket office. They didn't give me a specific reply. They said they would report it and it would need to be studied by higher-ups."

“I don’t know how long this process will take, but we don’t have much money left. I think you have a lot of influence, could you help us communicate with the zoo?”

"No problem, right now."

Chen Yanyin, her face dark, took out another phone, dialed the zoo manager's number, and put it on speakerphone: "President Qin, I heard someone went to cancel their annual pass today?"

A middle-aged man's voice came through the phone: "Yes, that's true. You know about it, Miss Fourth?"

Chen Yanyin hummed in agreement: "You didn't give me a refund?"

President Qin hurriedly said, "Fourth Miss, it's not what you think. It was just submitted this morning, and we had a meeting this afternoon to discuss it. We already have a result."

"After careful consideration, we have decided to refund the annual card fee, but we will retain the annual card benefits."

"In addition, the zoo has a wishing well. This afternoon, we sent people to retrieve all the coins from the wishing well, and they will be donated to the little girl." "The zoo will also donate an additional 10 yuan."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yanyin breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good, let's arrange it like this. Send the little girl to Peking Union Medical College Hospital tomorrow. You need to follow up on the follow-up. The zoo will cover all medical expenses."

"Yes, Miss Fourth."

"Okay, that's it. Bye."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yanyin said again, "Xiao Jiang, did you hear that? Go directly to the zoo tomorrow, someone there will arrange things for you."

"Okay, thank you, thank you!"

"You are welcome."

Chen Yanyin hung up the call and continued, "Let me tell you all, Mentougou Wildlife Park is my business. Fortunately, the management team is quite reliable."

"Alright, let's connect offline!"

……

The following day, Mentougou Wildlife Park released a donation video. Looking at the comments below, Xu Jinqiu couldn't help but laugh: "Even our lazy daughter is making a name for herself."

"Nonsense!" Zhao Yuanyuan pouted.

Live streaming seems advantageous at the moment, but public opinion is the most unpredictable factor. You might help one person today, only to have a whole group of people asking for your help tomorrow.

Whom should we help, and whom should we leave?

Reason is hard to explain, and it's also the easiest thing to be morally blackmailed: "I'll deal with her. She can't do live streaming anymore for a while and has to disappear from the public eye."

Watching her leave, Xu Jinqiu continued scrolling through the comments, finding them quite interesting: "Perhaps, this is the true meaning of the wishing well."

"I never expected that the place where my wish came true would be the zoo."

"The wishing well at the zoo is more effective than the one at the temple. Isn't that ironic?"

"I'm so touched. If Mentougou Wildlife Park is short of animals, I can play the role of a cow or a horse."

"Is that President Qin who made the donation at the zoo? He said that the wishing well would bless the children. Just that one sentence warmed the hearts of so many people."

Besides the zoo, Chen Yanyin's videos are also very popular, with people talking not only about the zoo but also about her live stream last night, especially the tracks she pointed out.

In the following days, some people actually did it.

There was indeed a young man who drove his excavator along Highway 318 to the grasslands. I wonder if he will end up making a fool of himself or becoming a hero.

As for Chen Yanyin, after her prenatal checkup at the hospital, she posted a video on Douyin: "The doctor told me to rest well and not to do live streams recently."

The video received many blessings, with netizens leaving comments such as: "May the wishing well bless you!"

The account then went silent.

Three months passed quickly, and Daping Village was bustling with activity. The greenhouse vegetables had already produced their second crop, and the villagers went to the fields to pick vegetables before dawn.

As dawn broke, the transport trucks entered the village and began weighing, packing, and shipping the goods away.

Zhao Di, with her younger brother by her side, looked at the busy villagers with envy: "If Dad came back, our family could grow vegetables too, how wonderful that would be."

"You little greedy devil."

Chen Yanche gently pinched the bridge of her nose: "Your little hen has grown up after raising it for more than three months. We'll take it all in today. Call your dad later and tell him you made money."

"How much can we earn?" Zhao Di's eyes lit up.

Chen Yanche said disdainfully, "You're already in third grade, and you still can't do math? Do it yourself. If you can't figure it out, I won't pay you today."

Why do you always bully children?

Zhou Jingshu playfully slapped her husband and ruffled Zhao Di's hair: "Zhao Di, roughly estimate how much money you can earn?"

Zhao Di counted on her fingers: "Is there three thousand?"

"more or less."

The convoy that was collecting chickens arrived quickly. They were all young hens, weighing about three pounds each. In the countryside, they would cost 30 yuan per pound if bought from someone else.

Chen Yanche offered a purchase price of 20 yuan per kilogram, since the company provided the chicks, feed, and disease prevention, and also needed to keep some profit.

Supermarkets in Chinatowns in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou, and Shenzhen have already set up special counters for "Chen Xiaowu Green Foods," and the prices are only available in first-tier cities.

After all 50 hens at Zhao Di's house were weighed, the total came to 2815 yuan, not 3000 yuan. Even so, the little girl was very happy.

Holding the money, the little girl's eyes shone: "Uncle Chen, I'll go back and call my dad and tell him to come back and grow vegetables and raise pigs."

"Go!" Chen Yanche waved his hand.

Qiao Yu then leaned over and whispered, "The number of chickens is wrong; there are fewer chicks than we sent out."

"Chickens will die, that's normal."

"No, the number is too different. If so many chickens had died, with the intelligence capabilities of the older women, the news would have spread throughout the village long ago. It wouldn't have been kept secret."

"How much is it?" Chen Yanche frowned.

(End of this chapter)