Chapter 3 Start with housebreaking

Went downstairs.

The uncle and grandpa are carrying various "soft goods".

This small building was built almost thirty years ago. It is now very dilapidated. The bricks used before were all blue bricks, and the floors were all paved with green bricks. There was not even a layer of cement, let alone tiles.

such as.

Over the years, the family has never had any spare money, and has not done much repairs. It only needs to be able to protect it from wind and rain, and it doesn't matter so much.

Qin Luo took out his mobile phone and tripod, checked the network signal, and found it was full, so he started the live broadcast room.

——"I went back to the village to build a Chinese-style Huizhou courtyard. On the first day, I demolished the house!"

After choosing the title, he found a position with the best angle and pointed the camera at the old house.

The name of my account is "Craftsman Qin Luo".

Well, I only registered after awakening the system.

There was a live broadcast of "Candy Blower" before, which attracted some fans' attention, but not many, only about 2,000 people.

Take your time.

Qin Luo was not in a hurry.

Anyway, it doesn’t take much effort and you can earn as many dollars as you want.

Qin Luo was already able to keep his composure and work patiently.

It was like this when I was working in the company. I would often sit all morning, all afternoon, and all night without moving my buttocks, otherwise I wouldn't faint from exhaustion.

I have honed my skills in the system space. I have already learned Candy Man and Huizhou Architecture respectively. It has accumulated for more than ten years, and my patience has become even better.

Qin Luo's life motto is Zeng Guofan's words - there is no permanence in man, and nothing will be accomplished in his life.

The live broadcast room gradually started to attract people.

From a few, to a dozen, or dozens.

Someone comes in.

Someone left.

Someone commented.

But Qin Luo didn't look at his phone, he just helped his grandfather and uncle move their things.

The "temporary residence" was decided last night.

Gather wool in the village.

The village committee was originally located together with the primary school. The primary school was demolished a few years ago. Now the classrooms and teachers’ dormitories are empty, so it’s just a good time to make ends meet.

I don’t have many accessories or electrical appliances at home, so after hauling a few cars, I’m almost done.

Qin Luo's clothes were dirty and he was sweating. He washed the handle in the faucet and went to look at the screen of his mobile phone.

There were only a dozen people watching.

It was early in the morning and there was no one there.

However, a few comments did pop up.

"Hey! The anchor is so serious! In order to live broadcast, he has to buy a house!"

"Where is the anchor's hometown? It looks familiar. I came from the same city!"

"Brother, are you looking for some workers? I'm very strong. I can make a hundred and fifty a day. I don't want to go to the factory to tighten screws."

…

Qin Luo looked at it, smiled, and switched the camera back to focus on himself.

"Brothers, please pay attention. You have seen this house. It is in tatters now. In three months at most, it will be transformed into a boutique Hui-style villa. At that time, I will select lucky fans and come over randomly to experience it."

"Take care of your food and accommodation, and pay your own travel expenses."

Qin Luo still knows the basic traffic password.

First, there must be a gimmick.

Secondly, fans must have a sense of participation.

Third, occasionally pay out benefits and so on.

Current conditions are limited and we can only do so much.

Again, take your time.

The phone was low on power, so he plugged in the power bank, Qin Luo continued to open the live broadcast room, and then went to watch the cooking.

In the afternoon, helpers will come over one after another.

When building a house, you must take care of the workers' meals.

In addition to moving things in the morning, my uncle also set up two large stoves in the open space outside the courtyard, one for cooking and one for cooking. They are a few sizes smaller than the large banquets in the countryside and are enough to make ends meet.

Rice is simmering in a pot.

In another pot, the uncle was cooking. Simple fried vegetables and sliced ​​meat, with a layer of bright red chili peppers on top, stir-fried over high heat. The oily smoke curled up, giving off a smoky smell.

After finishing the meal, grandpa smoked his cigarette pipe and walked to the live broadcast room.

Using the local dialect, he said without fear: "Old fellows, look at my new house. My ancestors were also landlords, and my grandmother has hundreds of acres of land. My great-grandmother would have to poop.

With two maids waiting on you, you don’t even have to wipe your butt yourself..."

"When my great-great-grandfather was in his thirties, he had thirteen concubines in his house, thirteen concubines! They were all as beautiful as flowers. They were as beautiful as they wanted..."

Grandpa brags in front of the camera.

Qin Luo:......

Speechless for a moment.

Seeing that he was talking happily, he didn't stop him, he just reminded him to move the cigarette bag out of the camera.

You cannot smoke during the live broadcast, otherwise you will be blocked.

…

afternoon.

The helpers called by the five uncles came over, and the excavator also came over.

The old courtyard wall was knocked down, and someone was removing tiles on the roof. After the removal, the roof was also removed, and then the walls were removed one by one.

Qin Luo was busy moving bricks.

Some odds and ends have to be picked up by hand.

Grandpa's help was not needed for this job, so the old man started chatting with water friends in front of the live broadcast room again.

"When my great-grandfather died, he buried three thousand taels of silver dollars and one hundred taels of gold underground at home. If future generations are unworthy and the family fortune is ruined, this can be the capital for a comeback."

"I haven't found it after searching for so many years. I guess it's still hidden underground..."

…

Qin Luo:......

Old man, you can really brag.

I have never heard of this.

"Uncle, is it true or false?"

Qin Luo asked his uncle quietly.

The uncle curled his lips and whispered: "Your father is fooling people with his mouth! Our ancestors are eighteen generations of poor peasants!"

Qin Luo couldn't help laughing.

However, when I took the time to take a look, I was surprised to find that the number of people online in the live broadcast room exceeded one hundred.

Some people even gave me gifts worth more than ten yuan.

Six, my father!

…

The house was demolished for three days and was basically flat and clean.

Including the two-story building of the uncle's house and the old house on the homestead behind it, they have all been flattened.

Qin Luo looked at the large open space in front of him and felt a strong sense of accomplishment.

He had already made a video of the before and after comparison of the house and sent it out, along with a simple yet sensational copy.

The flow rate is also okay.

More than 20,000 views and more than 3,000 likes.
To be continued...