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Chapter 022 One Night Dead Snake

Outside the Wolong venue, Lin Buzhi sent Chen Xian and Mu Qingyun out, "Yun'er, thank you for your hard work today. Monkey, you must send Yoon'er home safely. See you tomorrow!"

"I don't know, just don't worry!" Chen Xian said.

"I don't know brother, thank you for your colorful snake. I'll hold it and sleep when I go back!"

Lin Buzhi nodded with a smile and waved goodbye.

A live broadcast ended successfully, with the highest number of online users reaching a terrifying half a million.

After all, the live broadcast time is very short, only one hour.

After closing the big iron gate, Lin Buzhi went upstairs to take a shower and sleep.

He walked on the bed to conceive a scene of tomorrow, then opened up the daily tasks, and after completing them, he opened up the perspective of God.

Spend an hour to visit Sheshan.

After the end, sleep peacefully!

.............

It was another new day. Lin Buzhi opened his eyes, but saw a special data in the system.

"The snake field has 487 deaths, with 582 remaining!"

What?

Just one piece of data made Lin Buzhi who had just woken up suddenly sober.

He put on his clothes, didn't bother to brush his teeth and wash his face, and quickly went downstairs and rushed to a row of snake houses.

In the ten snake houses, since some of the colorful snakes fell motionlessly to the ground, there were no signs of life.

There were also some snakes squirming in a noisy way, which looked not very good.

"how so?"

Lin Buzhi's expression was ugly. The dead colorful snake had more or less wounds on his body.

"They attack each other?"

Lin Buzhi was afraid that accidents would occur when all the young snakes stayed together, so he was divided into ten snake houses.

One hundred snake houses, but that's the case, there are scenes of mutual attacks and death.

But not all the dead young snakes had wounds, some died without even the wounds.

Lin didn't know how they died.

Standing in front of the snake house in a daze, Lin Buzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "It seems that raising snakes is also a technical job!"

After only two days of raising it, a thousand young snakes became five hundred.

Lin Buzhi could only pick out the dead colorful snakes with a wry smile on his face and deal with it.

Many people confuse snake catchers and snake raisers, but in fact, these two are completely different professions.

If you catch a snake, it does not mean you raise a snake.

Relatively speaking, raising snakes is more difficult.

Every snake has completely different living habits. If you don’t understand it in all aspects, you can easily raise it to death.

Lin Buzhi is not a snake catcher now, let alone a snake raising man.

He bought a thousand young snakes and was born only a month ago.

It is very difficult to raise such young snakes. They have high requirements for indoor temperature, diet, and range of activities.

If you are not careful, you will die.

Not a professional snake raising person, it's not possible.

In addition, the tender and smooth skin of young snakes is easily infected with viruses and raised collectively, so the indoor temperature of the feeding must be controlled between 50 degrees Celsius and 70 degrees Celsius.

But after Lin Fuming turned the young snake into colorful snakes, he just divided them into ten groups and put them together, and ignored everything else.

Even drinking water in the snake house was not put in place.

Young snakes need water very much.

The indoor temperature is not controlled, drinking water is not installed, and one hundred pieces are placed at a time. Such an environment will make young snakes clamor and will inevitably attack each other.

As long as the attack occurs, the young snake will have a fragile life and die.

"Ten thousand is gone, twenty thousand is gone, and thirty thousand is gone!"

Lin Buzhi kept picking out the dead snake in the snake house, his heart dripping blood.

The live broadcast last night announced the sales of today's colorful snakes, but Lin Buzhi woke up and died so many colorful snakes.

In Lin Buzhi's eyes, they are not snakes, but soft sister coins.

Fortunately, I survived halfway through it, otherwise the pre-sale of the Colorful Snake in the afternoon could be announced to be unlucky.

"It seems that the Wolong Field will be reopened in the future. Snake raising will be left to the monkey!"

Lin Buzhi thought this secretly.

Compared to the trouble of raising snakes, Lin Buzhi prefers to catch snakes.

Lin Buzhi took a long time to deal with all the dead snakes, and then cleaned the snake house to keep the living colorful snakes in a clean environment. They could not die.

At noon, Chen Xian and Mu Qingyun made an appointment. When they heard Lin Buzhi say that only half of the 1,000 colorful snakes were left, they were not much better than Lin Buzhi.

The charming and cute colorful snake, if one dies, it is like taking their lives.

Lin Buzhi himself summarized that the best way to get the colorful snake made of brocade snake is to be recognized quickly.

In this way, with the control and feeding of the owner, we can survive better.

Fortunately, the pre-sale is today, and he is really afraid that he will die of all the supplies.

After some preparations, the big iron gate opened, and in front of the open space of the iron gate, several tables were placed under the sun, and a parasol was put on, which became the pre-sale location for the colorful snake.

Mu Qingyun looked at it and said, "I don't know brother, you are too perfunctory. The colorful snake is so cute, but you treat them like this!"

If you set up a street stall, you won’t take you as casually as you want.

Chen Xian was even speechless: "I don't know why it's outside? It's so hot. You can use it as a decoration for such a large place in Wolong Field!"

“I think it’s pretty good here”

Lin Fuming can tell them that Wolongchang can’t do business now?

There is no way for him to do business without repairs to Wolongchang.

Everything is simple and ready, just waiting for the big customers to come.

At 1:00 noon, the sun shone in the sky and the air temperature continued to rise. In this way, there was a group of people in front of the open space in Wolongchang.

However, they are all locals from Baizhen, and obviously many people came here after watching the live broadcast of a certain voice.

One by one, they greeted Lin Buzhi one after another, and wanted to see his colorful snake.

However, Lin Fuzhi did not take out the colorful snake. It was too hot outside. If he accidentally got a few of them, he would lose a lot again.

Didi...!

Suddenly, many cars drove in and parked on both sides of the street, and all the young men and women got off.

"It seems that our deal is about to open!" Lin Buzhi laughed.

After a while, many people from afar asked with a strange look in their faces, "Is the pre-sale of the colorful snake in the live broadcast room yesterday?"

"It's here, it's here!"

Chen Xian said hurriedly.

"We watched your live broadcast yesterday. Are you saying that this snake can recognize its owner by dropping blood? Is it true?"

"Yes, we want to ask this too!"

"I have been driving from Wencheng for more than an hour. If your snake cannot recognize your master, we will sue you for fraud!"

"I came from my neighboring county!"

"I'm from Oucheng~!"

"I am...!"

Soon, a large group of men and women gathered around a table and started talking to Lin Buzhi and Chen Xian.

"Is it true? You will know soon!"

Lin Buzhi asked lightly: "Don't argue now, don't ask. If you want colorful snakes, please queue up!"

Soon, a human-shaped dragon appeared.

Many locals also started queuing.

"Yona, start a live broadcast!"

"OK!"

Mu Qingyun held her mobile phone and started the live broadcast, shooting at Lin Buzhi.

"Wow... This is the young lady who broadcasted live last night, and she is so beautiful in real life!"

"Didn't the live broadcast beautify it? Why is it exactly the same as in the live broadcast? The skin is also good!"

Many girls queuing up looked at Mu Qingyun enviously.

"Thanks...!"

Mu Qingyun accepted the praise with a smile, and then focused on Lin Buzhi's live broadcast.
Chapter completed!
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