127. Can only eat a little bit_1

"Tantan," Song Sancheng stared at his phone:

"Are you planning to let Qiaoqiao do that online...what's it called, live-streaming to sell products? It seems pretty trendy now."

"Your mom scrolled through TikTok the other day and even spent nineteen yuan on a pair of pants, they said these pants are great, selling tens of thousands of pairs a day..."

Song Tan helplessly replied, "I do have that plan, but I didn't intend to start off by selling honey."

A thousand yuan a pound would earn her nothing but group mockery.

Besides, starting to sell products as soon as the live stream gets popular can damage one's reputation. She didn't mind for herself, but silly as Qiaoqiao was, she hadn't planned on letting him get scolded online.

She picked up the two baskets of dug bamboo shoots: "Dad, you guys keep busy, I'll go back first to end the live stream."