CHAPTER 40: CHAPTER 40 - FOX SHENANIGANS (PLEASE COLLECT, FOLLOW, AND VOTE MONTHLY)

"Whimper... Whimper..."

Accompanied by the little fox, Yu Xueqing confidently started her new day of livestream selling.

To promote the tea leaves, her schedule today only excluded cooking for Xiaolan, as she diligently made preparations and memorized the stories behind the tea.

Stories like Zhenghe Gongfu, Tanyang Gongfu, the birth and export history of Frosted Oolong tea, were all memorized.

"Welcome——"

After livestreaming for half an hour, the stream room noticeably started gaining some traffic, with a few more people showing up, but staying silent.

Yu Xueqing’s eyes lit up, and she began making tea, leisurely recounting stories of the tea and the flavor in the cup.

Ah Qing’s story began in the Song Dynasty, narrating the time when oolong tea was once a tribute tea.

She spoke enthusiastically, as if she had personally witnessed oolong tea’s rise as a tribute tea.

[Stream Room Number of People: 8]

As Ah Qing started talking about the tea leaves.

[Stream Room Number of People: 3]

Yu Xueqing glanced at the numbers, her face stiffened slightly with a hint of grievance, quickly flipping through the script her dad, Yu Zhenghong, gave her, reciting it word for word with vivid expression, wondering why everyone had left.

In fact, if Yu Xueqing clicked on the profile of the two viewers in the stream room, she could see their account IDs; one named: "Seeing Flowers in the Mist."

The other ID was: "Cyber Celestial Khan."

One was Yu Zhenghong using Chen Peipei’s account, hanging out in the stream room to boost Yu Xueqing’s numbers.

The other Cyber Celestial Khan was actually Yu Xueqing’s non-talkative roommate Tang You, while gaming fiercely on the battlefield, helping her friend to boost the viewership.

And the last person in the stream room was Ansheng.

"Whimper... Whimper... Whimper..."

Ansheng, under the table, lay on Yu Xueqing’s foot, watching the phone screen in a deep pondering.

From Ansheng’s perspective, there was nothing wrong with Yu Xueqing’s livestream.

First, Yu Xueqing had an attractive appearance, her eyes arching into crescents revealing sincerity when she smiled, capable of mesmerizing older viewers.

Secondly, Ah Qing’s script was fine, although Yu Zhenghong could be quite overbearing, he made a living and bought cars and houses through business, even built a self-constructed old family house.

Yu Zhenghong wasn’t a bad talker, and the script he especially prepared for Yu Xueqing skillfully blended historical facts and anecdotes, the content was quite humorous and interesting.

According to historical anecdotes, why could General Zilong repeatedly break through in and out of Changban Slope heroically?

The answer was, General Zilong was dressed in a bikini, stunning the inexperienced enemy soldiers into dropping their weapons in embarrassment, covering their loins.

The anecdotes Yu Zhenghong prepared for Ah Qing were all quite silly jokes.

Ah Qing had a proper appearance, vivid and interesting content, and the goods she sold were all authentic, sourced directly from the place of origin, with competitive pricing.

Why was there no one placing orders?

Ansheng pondered for a moment, finally reaching a very simple conclusion.

Ah Qing was not the problem!

The problem was the world!

The field of female livestream tea-selling has long been ruined by all sorts of flashy antics.

Ah Qing sells her own tea leaves, directly shipping from her family’s tea estate.

But other livestream female hosts aren’t necessarily the same, their tea leaves mostly come from the commission-based platforms, they are purely salespeople.

They neither know tea nor the history and flavors of tea varieties.

But they understand how to appeal to older male viewers, switching into bikinis stuffing tea cans in front, aggressively targeting men’s desires.

The quality of the tea doesn’t concern them, after all, they are only responsible for selling, not any after-sales issues.

The field of women selling tea is already skewed, forming a domain of stereotypes.

Ah Qing’s live selling... was simply too normal!

The script she held was from the likes of Yu Zhenghong, with his greasy middle-aged ramblings.

The field was wrong, the script was wrong, so naturally, it’s impossible to retain those casual passers-by.

Better to watch a sexy dance in the next door tea-selling girl’s stream room than to listen to a young person prattle.

"No way!"

The little fox’s face was tightly furrowed; Ah Qing’s livestream sale business was tough to run.

If it continues like this, let alone making a living, Ansheng worries Ah Qing won’t even cover the water and electricity bills.

"Looks like I have to take action myself, to showcase the seduction sales tactics on the Sound Platform!"

"Ah Qing! If there’s no drumstick in tomorrow’s bowl, I’ll gnaw on your thigh tonight!"

Ansheng pondered for a moment, then with a determined face, activated the screen recording function on the phone.

Then, employing the fox’s unique techniques, sent a comment in the livestream room as a visitor.

On the Sound Platform, one phone number can register up to four accounts.

Ansheng had previously used Yu Xueqing’s phone number to register an account for herself, originally planning to become an online beggar on the Sound Platform streams.

However, with the improvement in living standards, Ansheng comfortably laid on the sofa, indulging as a lazy small fox.

White Little Mischievous Door God (Ansheng ID): [Host, host, why is your face so chubby, how did you gain weight? I love chubby little faces.]

As soon as the comment was posted, Ansheng quickly crawled out from under the table to Yu Xueqing’s side, squeezed her large posterior, and the whole fox sneakily glued onto Yu Xueqing’s back.

"Exhale~ Inhale—"

Ansheng tightened his waist and pulled in his belly, hiding completely behind Yu Xueqing’s not-so-wide back.

"Hmm? Ah—"

Yu Xueqing was originally pouting, murmuring while making tea, doubting her selling skills.

However, the next instant, Yu Xueqing saw a comment on the screen of her livestream room.

Someone... asked Yu Xueqing how to fatten up her cheeks!

Yu Xueqing almost erupted in anger.

Yu Xueqing’s smile was sweet and charming, just like the quiet elegance of a girl-next-door.

But Yu Xueqing’s expectations for her figure always hoped to be like Mo Yiqing, with a supermodel-iron body.

With proportioned long legs, a toned midriff, and a striking presence of bust and waist without need for adornment.

In the flash of Yu Xueqing’s shock and anger, Ansheng directly exposed his tail to the livestream camera.

And the originally fluffy little fox tail, bristled up more fluffily.

Yu Xueqing saw the fox tail but found nothing unusual about it.

The little fox just squeezed on her back, casually swinging a tail out occasionally, is it something to be surprised about?

Yu Xueqing widened her eyes, glaring at the comment that insulted her chubby cheeks.

Whether her cheeks were chubby, Ah Qing didn’t want to know.

But she was very sure, the person who sent the comment must have a lot of guts!

Yu Xueqing was furious, but she sniffed disdainfully as if she hadn’t seen that comment.

Meanwhile, the fox tail swiftly retracted, and Ansheng, while landing, also loosened the rubber band holding Yu Xueqing’s ponytail slightly.

Later on, prepare a pair of little fox ears, directly cosplaying Ah Qing as Daji now.

"Wait a minute....."

Ansheng full of smugness, returned to beneath the table, ready to go to his suggestive image groups to trick some naive members over to watch the modern Daji, boosting Ah Qing’s viewership.

However, for some reason, when Ansheng saw Ah Qing who had a fox tail.

A scene suddenly emerged in his mind.

"Your Majesty, this concubine truly is the White Fox~," the Samoyed said groaning.

"Absurd... "

Ansheng emitted a genuine fox whimper, for the absurd scene in his mind, filled with the urge to complain.

Today...

Just accompany Ah Qing to pull off some show effects!

As for Gao Feng Consulting Company, let it go for now, wait until they repaint the walls, clear out all the strawberry jam from the wall cracks and corners.

Then, Ansheng will subject them to another round of maximizing losses and ultimate humiliation.

Strong laxatives secured, fermented herring ready, and tissue specifically to clog toilets prepared.

Ansheng has also completed recon on Gao Feng Consulting Company.

Now, just waiting for them to finish cleaning, returning to normal working days.

The fox can resume blasting them.