Chapter 40: Fox Business (Seeking bookmarks, ongoing reads, and monthly tickets)

"Whimper..."

Accompanied by the little fox, Yu Xueqing started a new day of live-streaming and product promotion with full confidence.

To sell the tea successfully, apart from cooking for little An, her entire schedule for the day was dedicated to studying hard and memorizing the stories behind the tea.

She had committed the origins and export histories of Zhenghe Gongfu, Tanyang Gongfu, and Dongding Oolong tea completely to memory.

"Welcome—"

After half an hour of live-streaming, the platform's algorithm finally began to push her stream slightly. A few more people appeared in Yu Xueqing's live-stream room, lingering quietly without speaking.

Yu Xueqing's eyes lit up. She began to brew the tea, sipping slowly and recounting the story of the tea along with the flavor in the cup.

Aqing started her story from the Song Dynasty, speaking of the once tribute status of the oolong tea in her hands.

She spoke with animated gestures and radiant expressions, as if she had personally witnessed the rise of oolong tea to become a tribute.

[Live Room Viewers: 8]

Yet, just as Aqing began talking about the tea.

[Live Room Viewers: 3]

Yu Xueqing glanced at the data, her expression freezing slightly with a hint of grievance. She hurriedly flipped through the script book her dad had given her, reciting the contents verbatim and with vocal inflection. Why did everyone leave?

As for the two viewers still in the live-stream, if Yu Xueqing had clicked on their profiles, she would have seen their account IDs. One was named: Looking at Flowers Through the Fog.

The other ID was: Cyber Khagan.

One was Yu Zhenghong using Chen Peipei's account to pad the viewer count for Yu Xueqing in the live-stream.

The other, Cyber Khagan, was actually Yu Xueqing's reticent roommate, Tang You, who was slaughtering enemies on the battlefield while leaving the stream on in the background to boost her friend's popularity.

And the last person in the live-stream was An Sheng.

"Whimper, whimper, whimper..."

Underneath the table, An Sheng lay across Yu Xueqing's instep, looking at the phone screen in front of him with a deep expression of contemplation.

From An Sheng's perspective and experience, there was actually nothing wrong with Yu Xueqing's live-stream.

First of all, Yu Xueqing had a decent appearance, and when she smiled, her curved eyebrows revealed a sincerity that was lethal to old men.

Secondly, Aqing's script was fine either. Although Yu Zhenghong was a bit of a sleaze, he had managed to buy a car and a house and even build a traditional family home through his business.

Yu Zhenghong was not lacking in eloquence, and the script he specially prepared for Yu Xueqing combined orthodox history with unofficial histories, making the content extremely bizarre and entertaining.

According to unofficial history, why was General Zilong able to charge in and out of Changban Slope seven times and retreat successfully?

Answer: General Zilong wore a bikini, looking celestial, which stunned the inexperienced enemy soldiers so much that they shyly threw down their weapons and covered their crotches.

The unofficial history tales Yu Zhenghong prepared for Aqing were basically a collection of utterly absurd gags.

Aqing had a proper appearance, vivid and interesting content, and all the products she was selling were authentic. Coupled with shipping directly from the place of origin, her prices were equally competitive.

Why on earth did no one place an order during her stream?

An Sheng pondered for a moment and finally arrived at a very simple conclusion.

Aqing had no flaws!

The flaw lay with the entire world!

The track of women selling tea via live-streaming had long been ruined by all sorts of bizarre tricks and routines.

Aqing was selling her own family's tea, shipped directly from her family's tea plantation stall.

But other female live-streamers weren't necessarily doing the same. Their tea basically came from commission-based listings on streaming platforms, and they were purely salesclerks.

They knew nothing about tea, nor its history, variety, taste, or flavor profile.

However, they understood middle-aged men. Swap into a bikini, stuff a tea canister against their chests, and launch a direct assault on the lower instincts of men.

They didn't care about the quality of the tea; after all, they were just saleswomen responsible for shifting goods, and they didn't need to handle after-sales issues or anything of the sort.

The female tea-selling track was a domain that had already been warped, forming a deeply ingrained stereotype in people's minds.

Aqing's live-stream... was simply too normal!

The script she used was the slick, rambling nonsense script of a greasy middle-aged man like Yu Zhenghong.

With the wrong track and the wrong script, naturally, it was impossible to retain any passing tourists.

Instead of having time to watch a young girl with no experience spout nonsense, viewers might as well go to the neighboring tea-selling girl's stream and watch hot, provocative dances.

"No way!"

The little fox's face furrowed in a tight frown. Aqing's live-stream tea business was terribly difficult to run.

If things kept going like this, let alone making it big, An Sheng worried that Aqing wouldn't even make enough to cover her electricity and water bills.

"It seems I have to take matters into my own hands and unleash the seduction arts of the Douyin platform!"

"Aqing! If there is no chicken drumstick in my bowl tomorrow, I'm going to gnaw directly on your thighs tonight!"

An Sheng thought for a moment, his expression turning ruthless as he turned on the screen-recording function on his phone.

Then, employing the fox's single-minded zen, he posted a comment in the live-stream under the guise of a tourist.

On the Douyin platform, a single phone number could be used to register up to four accounts.

An Sheng had previously used Yu Xueqing's phone number to register an account for himself, back when he had fantasies of running into Douyin live-streams to act as an online beggar.

However, as his standard of living improved, An Sheng happily stayed put on the sofa, content to be a lazy, chubby fat-cat fox.

White Little Heretic God (An Sheng's ID): [Streamer, streamer, your face is so chubby. How did you gain weight? I super love chubby little faces.]

As soon as the comment was sent, An Sheng hurriedly crawled on all fours from under the table to the side of Yu Xueqing's chair, squeezed against Yu Xueqing's large backside, and pressed his entire fox body sneakily against her back.

"Exhale~ Inhale—"

An Sheng straightened his back and pulled in his abdomen, making himself hide completely against Yu Xueqing's not-so-wide back.

"Huh? Ah—"

Yu Xueqing had originally been pouting slightly, muttering to herself while brewing tea and doubting her live-streaming talent.

However, in the next instant, Yu Xueqing caught sight of a comment scrolling across the live-stream screen.

That person... actually asked how Yu Xueqing managed to fatten up her face!

Yu Xueqing almost instantly flew into a rage of absolute blood fury.

Yu Xueqing's smile was sweet and cute, just like the quiet and refined girl next door.

Yet her aspiration for her own figure was actually to look like Moyi Qing, boasting an ultra-supermodel physique.

That meant well-proportioned long legs, an abdominal line, and a gravity-defying figure that didn't need any padding.

At the exact moment of Yu Xueqing's shock and indignation, An Sheng directly exposed his tail into the live-stream camera lens.

Moreover, the little fox's originally fluffy tail was puffed out into a fully flared state, making it look even fluffier.

When Yu Xueqing caught sight of the fox tail, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

The little fox was squeezed against her back, occasionally popping out a tail to wag around—was that anything worth being surprised about?

Yu Xueqing widened her eyes, staring fixedly at the comment insulting her face as fat.

Whether her face was fat or not, Aqing didn't care to know.

But she was 100% certain that the person who posted that comment had a tremendously fat audacity!

Yu Xueqing was boiling with anger, but she let out a huff and pretended she had never seen that comment.

At the same time, the fox tail was swiftly retracted, and as An Sheng landed on the floor, he conveniently loosened the rubber band tying up Yu Xueqing's ponytail behind her head.

A moment later, he would slap on a pair of little fox ears and directly cosplay Aqing into a modern-day Daji.

"Wait..."

Looking immensely smug, An Sheng scurried back underneath the table, planning to scam some foolish chat members from his lewd picture groups into lingering around to watch the modern-day Daji, thereby boosting Aqing's popularity.

Yet for some reason, when An Sheng looked at Aqing sporting a fox tail, a sequence of images suddenly popped into his mind.

"Your Majesty, your humble concubine really is a white fox~" A Samoyed whimpered like that.

"Utterly absurd..."

An Sheng let out an innocent fox whimper, full of complaints and satirical thoughts regarding the bizarre imagery in his mind.

Today...

He would just accompany Aqing to create some good comedic entertainment!

As for that Peak Consulting Company, they could wait for a little while. Let them finish repainting the walls and cleaning up all the strawberry tart jam smeared in the wall cracks and corners.

When the time comes, An Sheng would subject them to another round of maximized losses and ultimate, soul-crushing humiliation.

Powerful laxatives were ready, canned surströmming was ready, and Vinda tissues specifically designed to clog toilets were ready, too.

An Sheng had already completed his reconnaissance on Peak Consulting Company.

Now, they just needed to finish their cleanup work and return to their normal working days.

Then the fox could resume the bombardment.