It is still three hours before noon.

After the director sent the message, they received takeaway orders one after another.

If you cannot order food, the chef will pair it with four dishes and one soup. You can explain what you cannot eat on the phone.

When everyone started to divide the work and cooperate, washing and cutting vegetables, Ye Qingzhou, the order-taker, received more than 20 orders within an hour.

Because of the accent issue, there were many jokes, which made the live broadcast audience lively.

With so many orders, many people are waiting directly in the fields for food to be delivered to their doors. It is impossible to complete the delivery within lunch time by running just by two legs.

So they found a few fellow villagers to borrow electric cars and tricycles.

In short, you can't let the farmers be hungry.

One morning, the audience in the live broadcast room saw the guests busy washing, cutting, cooking, and filling dishes, and even the animals were mobilized.

"Akuan, help me get a pair of chopsticks."

"Bully, give me the carrots! Let me go of my legs!"

"Xiao An, go and call my sister!"

“…”

At around ten o'clock, the first ten sets of meals were put into the box specially prepared by the program team, and then placed the box in the insulated box. Yu Hai took Ye Qingfan and rode a tricycle.

With the warm wind of early summer, Ye Qingfan sat behind the sea, holding a loudspeaker in his hand. When he saw the working people in the fields, he asked: "Uncle, have you ordered takeout? Takeout from the Mushroom House!"

"What kind of takeaway?"

“Take-out from Mushroom House!”

"What mushroom?"

“…”

Because there are no specific road signs and the location cannot be described accurately, and mobile phone navigation is not available, they can only drive this car around the fields and directly call for someone to claim.

If no one claims it, call the orderer again.

"Auntie, did you order the takeaway from Mushroom House?"

"How much does takeout cost?"

"No money."

"Then give me one!"

"Hey, no, not for you!"

"How come you kid is talking in a mess?"

“…”

Ye Qingfan shouted all the way and finally handed over the eighteen takeaways.

The remaining five meals need to be delivered to the town.

This time, I couldn't just shout with a loud horn, which made Ye Qingfan breathe a sigh of relief.

He no longer has to deal with the weird problems of the old man and the old man.

Some face-blind people should be a little bit ignorant, and that's what Yu Hai is like.

With the remaining meals, Yu Hai rode his bike and listened to the instructions of Xiao Ye behind him, and drove the bike into the crowd.

Seeing Ye Qingfan looking for a way, he became irritated.

Yu Hai could only chat with him and relax.

He faced the wind and the car was slowly passing through the streets, laughing at Ye Qingfan and said, "Qingfan, you know, when I was a child, I met a fortune teller to me. What do you think he said?"

“How to say it?”

Yu Hai pointed to the delivery guy wearing yellow clothes passing by: "He said that I have the appearance of handing over the king, and I will wear a yellow robe one day. Isn't it quite accurate?"

Ye Qingfan looked over his gaze and thought of the takeaway they were delivering. He burst out and laughed: "Accurate, it's so accurate!"

Viewers in the live broadcast room:

"The god's appearance of the king."

"The fortune teller is so bad!"

"The fortune teller used to say that I had big fish and meat every time I feasted on it!

“…”
Chapter completed!