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"How about I pay you 20 million for this meal?"

Mr. Song held it tightly in his hand, a dried sweet potato like amber.

Although he has tried to suppress as much as possible.

But the voice still brought out the changes.

My heart was full of tension and excitement.

Su Ran was stunned, then smiled in a blink of an eye: "Those who come are guests." "

"I'm not going to take your money. "

in the live broadcast room.

Netizens were dumbfounded.

[Don't want 20 million, I'm afraid the anchor is not a fool!]

[The anchor is honest, you want me to give him the card number earlier.] 】

[Upstairs, you look ugly, think so beautiful.] 】

【......】

"Let's eat, everyone. "

Wang Xue took two dishes and put them on the table, wiped her hands and said, "I have something to say while eating." "

"When I thought of Su Ran's dishes, I didn't eat breakfast. "

"I've been hungry for a long time. "

After speaking.

She happily went to serve the rice again.

Su Ran asked the old man and Wang Yuemeng to sit down.

Wang Xue made four dishes.

Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, water spinach with garlic, sautéed green beans, and steamed tilapia.

The robes are huge.

But it looks like something can't be put on the table.

Generally speaking, when it comes to steaming, of course, grouper is better.

Netizens were stunned.

[Just one tilapia?]

[Maybe the anchor forgot to buy groceries.] 】

[Joke, I have all the chickens, ducks and geese in my anchor's chicken garden, how can there be no meat. 】

[Mr. Song: Take this to test the richest man?]

[Hahaha, I remembered the lunch when Sister Tuhao first went. 】

[The vegetarian food is also delicious, they don't even let the fire live, and they eat it directly. 】

【......】

Su Ran watched the barrage and explained to Mr. Song: "You have just been discharged from the hospital, so it's better to eat light for the time being." "

"I'll kill the chicken for you another day. "

"Our white-cut Wenchang chicken here is delicious, you must try it. "

Mr. Song waved his hand indifferently: "Wang Xue has a heart." "

After speaking.

He asked Su Ran again: "Is this sweet potato the only one you have?"

Su Ran nodded.

Wang Xue was already cooking, and Wang Yuemeng divided the chopsticks.

Mr. Song took the chopsticks, but did not move.

He said slowly: "I want to grow your sweet potato~." "

didn't wait for Su Ran to speak.

He continued: "I'm going to have a processing plant." "

"Right here you are. "

"I only make dried sweet potatoes, and I make the best dried sweet potatoes. "

"I want every child in the country to be able to eat such delicious snacks. "

"Do you support it?"

(OO；）

[Hold the grass, the richest man is addicted to eating. 】

[The local tyrant is so troubled: It sounds like he wants to invest in a factory, Su Ran has not started planting sweet potatoes yet, and he wants to monopolize this sweet potato variety?]

[Little angelfish: Let all the children of the country eat it, that's good.] 】

[Old man Lin Yanping: Then they have to be willing to buy it. 】

[Upstairs, I'm an adult, I'm not reluctant, I can't afford it. 】

[The richest man's grandfather, I'm also a child, give me dried sweet potatoes!]

【......】

Su Ran looked at the barrage and smiled: "Mr. Song." "

"My niece is also very fond of this sweet potato. "

"It's just that I don't have that many seedlings for you right now. "

"There's no hurry about this, let's move the chopsticks quickly. "

After speaking.

He motioned to Wang Xue and Wang Yuemeng to pick up vegetables.

Wang Xue was a little embarrassed.

Wang Yuemeng is also waiting for the boss to eat first.

For a while, no one moved.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Mr. Song knew he was out of shape.

Hurriedly sandwiched the chopsticks and boasted: "I haven't eaten water spinach for a long time, I stayed in Coconut Island for a few years, and the first time I ate this green vegetable, I liked it very much." "

"Eat everyone, don't go hungry for me, old man. "

Wang Xue took an egg and stuffed it into her mouth, her eyes shining with little stars. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"These dishes are all grown by Su Ran himself, you must try them. "

"Delicious!"

Mr. Song and Wang Yuemeng only tasted it, and sure enough, they found it particularly delicious.

The two of them moved their chopsticks one after another.

Buzz.

(crying)

(crying)

Xiao Ling'er took a dozen bees and quietly flew to the branches, condescendingly introducing her companions and crying.

A few people ate for a while.

Mr. Song put down the chopsticks, the old man had a lot of food, and he couldn't eat much just after he was discharged from the hospital.

He took a sip from his teacup and said to himself, "I have six children. "

Wang Yuemeng was shocked and lowered her head to pick up the rice.

Mr. Song began to tell the story.

Told him how his eldest daughter died.

"I was poor and had to raise a family. "

"Other children eat candy, I can only afford the cheapest dried sweet potato, at that time dried sweet potato 1 yuan a catty, I have to pick others to pick up the leftovers, bargain with the boss before willing to buy. "

"Do you know how happy the eldest girl is?"

"A piece of dried sweet potato she can hide and eat all day. "

Mr. Song began to choke again.

He wiped the corners of his eyes and said to the stunned Su Ran, "I'm tired." "

"No matter how much money you make, the eldest girl can't come back. "

"This food company, I'm going to do it myself, and I'm going to do it myself until I die. "

"I'm going to do it as a charity, to make the best and cheapest dried sweet potatoes. "

"I want every child to eat at ease and happily. "

".~ Let those fathers like me be willing to buy. "

"You don't have that many potato seedlings now, I'll help you plant them!"

"I also buy sweet potatoes from other places!"

"I only make one dollar per product, just enough to stay afloat, and that's never going to change!"

"But I can't do it alone. "

"I want your support. "

"I need your sweet potato variety. "

"As long as you have pity on me, an old fellow in his last years. "

"Wait until I go down. "

"I dare to go and see my poor eldest daughter. "

"I'm satisfied......"

Mr. Song stood up.

He bowed deeply to Su Ran.

Douda's tears dripped to the ground.

"Please help me!"

in the live broadcast room.

Countless netizens were shocked.

【Mr. Song!】

[It turns out that Mr. Song still has such a sad past. 】

Although he is the richest man in Malaysia, he is actually just a poor father. 】

[Woo woo, I'm also from Anshan, Mr. Song has donated a lot of money in his hometown... I support him (the good king)!]

[Mr. Song, I support you!]

[If Mr. Song's dried sweet potatoes are made, I will only buy his!]

I only support his family. 】

[Mr. Song is so pitiful, the anchor can help him.] 】

【......】

At this time.

Su Ran and the others had already stood up in shock.

Wang Xue and Wang Yuemeng's eyes were red, and they looked at Su Ran blankly.

Su Ran didn't think about it, and helped Mr. Song up: "Mr. Song, don't." "

"I can't afford to be gifted. "

He thought about it for a while and said to Mr. Song seriously: "Of course I support helping poor children." "

"I'm willing to give you 300 potato vines for free. "

Mr. Song nodded gratefully, and suddenly shook his head: "No, no!"

"This sweet potato is a new variety that you have cultivated. "

"Its preciousness cannot be measured by value. "

"I can't ask you for nothing. "

"The 20 million is regarded as the introduction fee I gave you. "

"Xiao Wang transferred money to him!".