Netizens looked at the guests of the program group who were burying their heads in breakfast and did not dare to refute the director's words, and the barrage flew wild for a while.

【Ahahaha, feed the pigs? Gorgeous stars are forced to feed pigs, and I already have a picture in my mind. Laugh out eight pack abs.jpg]

[Director, I think it's okay to feed the pigs, please put it on the schedule immediately, after all, I will start school soon. 】

[I also started school soon, and I watched the live broadcast while doing my homework. I absolutely love this variety show. hug and cry.jpg]

【Please, did you make a mistake? Feed the pigs? Brother Liushang's hands are used to play the piano and write music, how can they be used to do rough work in the countryside? 】

[What kind of bad show is this, it’s okay not to record it, you must know that there are a lot of shows lined up outside waiting for our brother to play. angry.jpg]

[Uh...what kind of brain powder are these? Is Qu Liushang's coffee high? Very cheating? Fans of other movie stars and actresses didn't say anything, how could they be so happy. 】

[People know that Xu is still the daughter of a wealthy family, but he didn't refute the director's words? Can your brother be more noble than the daughter of the richest man in the sea? Ha ha sneer.jpg]

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The audience in the live broadcast room was noisy, no matter how the fans of Qu Liushang protested, they did not stop the pace of the trip.

After having breakfast, I rested in the residence for half the morning, and it seemed that the time was about the same.

The fans in the live broadcast room were already impatient, and Nan Yuanqi led the guests to the pig farm of that family.

From the perspective of housing construction, it is about 200 square meters and the area is wide. The economic conditions of the owner's family in Wushan Village must be on the upper floor.

"Director Nan, you are here."

The owner of the pig farm who was guarding outside was a tall and thin middle-aged man, dressed in plain clothes, with wrinkles beginning to appear on his dark complexion.

"Uncle Tan."

Nan Yuanqi said hello politely, he walked beside the camera and did not record him in the live room.

"These are the people who fed the pigs today?"

Uncle Tan looked at this group of thin-skinned and tender-skinned people, his brows furrowed with distrust in his eyes.

He looked at it for a long time, and the more he looked, the more dissatisfied he became. His face was dark and serious.

"These people have never fed pigs. Is it really okay to let them feed them? My pigs are not guinea pigs for their experiments."

Those pigs have been nurtured and grown up with great care. If this group of people is allowed to feed them, who can be responsible? All the money he put in was gone.

There were not too many waves on Nan Yuanqi's rough face, and he narrated in a calm tone, "Uncle Tan, we discussed it before."

Hearing the director's words, the disgust in Uncle Tan's eyes dissipated a little, and after sighing, he took out the key and stepped forward to open the door.

He rambled on, "I know, I'm sure I won't go back on my word, but I'm going to tell the truth before. If this pig is not well fed, I won't be polite to them."

There are indeed a lot of these pigs he feeds, but apart from the people in the village, there are no sales channels, and there is no way to make money without selling them.

In addition to the New Year or the family's weddings and weddings that need to slaughter pigs, no one buys them on weekdays.

The director approached him at that time and said that these stars would come to experience feeding pigs. In the last show, these pigs would appear on TV.

When the time comes to post his contact information, these pure natural pigs will not be afraid to sell.

"Crack-"

Uncle Tan took out a bunch of keys, picked the right one, inserted it into the lock, and opened the iron door of the pigsty.

The moment the iron door opened, even standing at the door could smell a stench from inside.