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"Here he comes! The village chief, the super-rich tycoon, is streaming!"

"Selling sunflower seeds, drinks, and bottled water in the front row, and also observing the super-rich man's rural life!"

As soon as the live stream started, before the video even appeared, the number of viewers at the top of the screen began to skyrocket at an alarming rate!

Ten thousand!

Thirty thousand!

fifty thousand!

Thanks to the trending topics #JiangjiacunDroneShow# and #FairyOxygenBar# a couple of days ago, Jiang Chen's Douyin account has already accumulated millions of followers.

At this moment, a massive influx of traffic surged in like a tidal wave!

The screen was filled with comments, almost all of which were directed at "Jiang Chen, the God of Wealth".

Everyone was eagerly anticipating how the legendary big shot would make his entrance.

However, the moment the live stream footage went from blurry to clear.

All the more than 500,000 spectators who poured in were stunned.

The footage doesn't feature any handsome tycoons or luxurious villas.

There was only one old rural man wearing a faded cotton-padded jacket, his face weathered, and his eyes uneasy.

And next to him sat a burly man with a fierce look in his eyes, who forced a smile that looked more like a grimace at the corner of his mouth.

Behind the two were mountains of sweet potatoes and rows of hanging cured meat.

This style is completely different from what netizens imagined a "super-rich live stream".

"Holy crap? What's going on? Did I enter the wrong live stream?"

"Is this old man... kidnapped? If he's been kidnapped, blink twice!"

"Hey buddy over there, your smile looks so forced. Is there a knife to your waist?"

The comments section immediately went off-topic.

Sitting in front of the camera, Uncle Jiang Jianguo stared blankly at the rapidly scrolling comments on the screen and listened to Jiang Chen's urging voice in his earphones, "Uncle, say something, introduce the product!"

He was so nervous that his whole body was trembling. His calloused hands were tightly gripping a round sweet potato, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.

I spent the whole afternoon preparing my lines, but now I can't remember a single one.

He opened his mouth, but his throat felt dry, as if a stone was stuck there.

Jiang Chen, who was off-camera, was extremely anxious and quickly held up a sign that read "Introducing Sweet Potatoes".

Jiang Jianguo saw the sign and grasped at it like a lifeline.

He held it in for a long time, his face turning red, and finally, he managed to squeeze out a sentence.

"This...this sweet potato..."

"It...it grows in the ground..."

The voice just fell.

The entire live stream room fell silent for a second.

Immediately, a tsunami of laughter erupted!

The live chat exploded!

"Hahahaha! I burst out laughing! Folks, does anyone understand?!"

"Master of Nonsense Literature of the Year! I declare this old man the winner!"

"This sweet potato didn't grow in the ground, did it fall from the sky? I'm dying of laughter, I need to catch my breath!"

"Followed! Followed! Just for that one pointless remark from the old man, I'm definitely watching this live stream!"

The atmosphere in the live stream was instantly ignited by this bizarre sense of humor.

Seeing that the atmosphere was turning sour, Wang Dagou, who was standing nearby, slammed his hand on the table in frustration!

A loud "bang!" startled the old man in front of the camera, making him jump.

Wang Dagou's fierce spirit from when he was a hoodlum in the village suddenly came out!

He glared at the camera with his bull-like eyes and roared in his booming voice:

"Hey! What are you dawdling about!"

"I, Wang Dagou, have been eating sweet potatoes from our village since I was a child! Whether they're sweet or not, I'm the one who decides!"

"I'm putting it this way today! If these sweet potatoes aren't sweet, whoever buys them can come straight to Jiangjia Village and find me!"

"If I've ever lied to you, I... I'm a bastard!"

This kind of simple, crude, and even slightly threatening "aggressive sales pitch" was accompanied by the "socially anxious and helpless" expression of the old man next to him.

A wonderful chemical reaction was born in the live broadcast room!

Instead of being disgusted, the audience found the contrast to be genuinely endearing!

"Hahaha, Gou Ge is a real tough guy, ruthless and doesn't talk much!"

"I believe you! Just because you called me a bastard, I believe you!"

"This combination is so addictive! One's a writer of nonsensical literature, the other's a hot-tempered guy—I love it!"

The number of viewers in the live stream did not decrease but increased, and surged forward, directly breaking through the 100,000 mark!

Jiang Chen, watching the unexpected effect from off-camera, breathed a long sigh of relief.

Become!

Just then, Jiang Chen whispered into his earpiece, "Uncle, try that roasted sweet potato."

Upon hearing the instruction, Jiang Jianguo shakily picked up a freshly roasted sweet potato from a small electric stove next to him.

The sweet potatoes were roasted to perfection, with a slightly charred skin and a rich caramel aroma.

He gently broke open the scalding hot sweet potato.

"hiss--"

The golden potato flesh, instantly exposed to the air, exudes a steaming, sweet aroma that seems to leap out through the screen!

Even worse, the sugar and oil that had been baked out of the center of the sweet potato by the high temperature, like melted amber, glistened and flowed out stickily.

Looking at the tempting sight, Jiang Jianguo subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked a drop of sugar oil that was about to drip into his mouth.

That instant.

His eyes suddenly lit up!

It was a blissful feeling of being struck by delicious food that words could not describe!

He even forgot he was live-streaming and, like a child, eagerly took a big bite.

The piping hot, sweet, and tender potato melted in his mouth.

He squinted his eyes contentedly, chewing with his cheeks puffed out, all the tension and awkwardness on his face vanishing in that moment.

Instead, there is a heartfelt, simple, and touching expression of enjoyment.

He can't pull off that expression.

This is etched in his genes—his most sincere love for the land and food.

This scene was clearly presented to hundreds of thousands of viewers through high-definition cameras.

next second.

"Aaaaaah! I'm so hungry I'm crying! I'm really crying!"

"Grandpa! Please don't eat anymore! Leave me a bite!"

"What kind of magical sweet potato is this! How can it ooze so much oil!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Post the link! Now! Right now!"

"I'll buy it! I'll buy it, okay?! My wallet's ready! Click the link now!"