The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 5 Daxian Loves Ham Sausage

"Cough cough..."

Yu Yishan was also happy: "The new house has just been built, and there are guests..."

"Hey, old men, what do you say?"

"Is it braised or steamed?"

As Yu Yishan said, he rubbed his belly again, and said regretfully, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have eaten..."

The live broadcast room suddenly became lively.

"Master Shan has a good appetite, are you going to make gestures with Master Bei?"

"Are you sure weasels can eat them?"

"I heard that the smell of this thing is very spicy, the anchor will verify it quickly."

"This thing is evil, anchor, you must not die!"

"A visitor is a guest, braised in brown sauce and steamed is not the way to treat guests... It's better to stew it!"

"666...Swipe a wave of small gifts, sit and watch Master Shan fight Huang Daxian!"

"I bet ten rockets that the anchor will be so smoked by farts that he can't take care of himself!"

Yu Yishan looked at the bullet screens in the live broadcast room cheerfully, and began to think about how to deal with this uninvited guest who rushed into the house.

The weasel is not a ferocious beast, but like many mustelids, it has scent glands in its body that can emit foul odor when threatened.

The power of this stench is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

It is not a fun thing to challenge a weasel, driving it away may be the best choice.

But there was a lot of fun in the live broadcast room, and countless people were waiting to see him fight the weasel...

You can't let the veterans down.

Yu Yishan was having a headache, but he accidentally discovered that his fame had already exceeded one hundred thousand without knowing it.

Could it be because of this weasel that his popularity has soared?

Yu Yishan was suddenly a little surprised, but also a little funny.

So, he still has to thank the weasel?

Is this a housewarming gift?

Anyway, since the reputation value has reached [-], let's draw a lottery first.

Let's see what magical things the system will give.

He said silently in his heart: "System, draw a lottery."

"Congratulations to the host for acquiring the skill: [The Art of Chatting]."

The art of chatting?
What the hell kind of skill is this?
Yu Yishan accepted the reward inexplicably, and then a lot of skill information and knowledge appeared in his mind.

Only then did he suddenly realize that this chatting skill allows him to communicate with other animals.

No wonder it is called the art of chatting, it is really artistic enough.

"Don't worry, veterans, isn't there an old saying in our country, it's called that... It's called courtesy before soldiers!"

Yu Yishan got up slowly, and then controlled the live camera to follow him all the way.

"I have to see what this weasel is here for first."

"Is it going to break into a private house, or is it trying to steal a chicken to eat?"

"Of course, I don't have any chickens at home for the time being."

"So, I think it should be a door-to-door congratulations."

"After all, I just dug a new home today, didn't I?"

Yu Yishan walked out of the new house slowly, and the barrage in the live broadcast room also filled the full screen.

"What Shan Ye said makes sense, Huang Daxian brought you a chicken here."

"How does the anchor plan to entertain guests?"

"It looks like the anchor is planning to take Weasel as a good friend."

"The anchor wants to invite Huang Daxian to eat chicken?"

While watching the barrage, Yu Yishan slowly approached the weasel.

The weasel didn't even leave, it didn't seem to be afraid of people.

"Actually, weasels are quite spiritual."

"I heard from the old people that there used to be a hunter in the village who caught a weasel in a trap."

"But he felt it was inedible and did not dare to eat it, so he released it."

"As a result, a few game, pheasant and hares appeared at the door of the house every three days."

"It's said that the weasel came to repay his favor."

Yu Yishan finally walked in front of the weasel, and the appearance of the weasel was much clearer in front of the camera.

The weasel has shiny fur and is a healthy adult weasel.

"Sir, stop dreaming. It's just a legend that the weasel repays his favor. If you really tease it, you will definitely be bitten."

"Let's drive the weasel away quickly."

"It is recommended that the anchor adjust his breathing and prepare for the edification of stinky farts!"

"Master Shan, is this the art of fighting wolf with bare hands?"

"Come on Pikachu, my rocket is already hungry and thirsty!"

The barrage almost covered the entire screen, and everyone was looking forward to Yu Yishan's first intimate contact with Weasel.

Yu Yishan slowly squatted down in front of the weasel, and the weasel's eyes seemed to be more vigilant.

"Hello, I am the owner of this house and I just moved here today."

Yu Yishan lowered his voice as much as possible, for fear that the sound would be too loud and scare the weasel away.

He doesn't know much about the actual effect of the skill, and he doesn't know if the weasel can really understand him.

"We will be neighbors from now on. Let's get to know each other. My name is Yu Yishan."

He actually communicated with the weasel like a human being, and even extended his hand slightly, making a handshake gesture.

I don't know if this has any effect.

Later, when he saw the weasel's eyes, he seemed to really relax a lot.

The two sides watched silently for two seconds, and the weasel actually took the initiative to lean over his head and rubbed against Yu Yishan's outstretched palm.

Whoa!
The live broadcast room suddenly exploded.

"What's the situation..."

"Huang Daxian is really so spiritual?"

"Master Shan is awesome!"

"Mama asked me why I was kneeling and playing with my phone!"

"The master of the mountain really did not fight but surrendered to others, my younger brother bows down!"

"I want to say hello to the weasel too!"

"Let me tell you a secret, the anchor actually has a hidden profession: animal trainer!"

"Anchor, what secret do you have? Can you show it once?"

"The boring old five will give you a hundred rockets!"

"My favorite black dog will give you [-] rockets!"

"If you don't drink at night, you will get a hundred rockets!"

In just one minute, more than a dozen people donated rewards, and the screen was full of rockets.

The barrage is also extremely hot.

"Thank you guys."

Yu Yishan happily thanked him, then greeted the weasel and said, "Come and sit at my house? Let me also do my best as a landlord."

Saying that, Yu Yishan got up and walked to his new home.

He took two steps, then looked back, and the weasel followed.

……

Taking the weasel back to his new house, he dug in his bag.

There is no other food except ham sausage.

He opened a ham sausage and handed it to the weasel. The weasel happily grabbed it and swallowed it in two or three bites.

After eating the ham sausage, the weasel became more intimate with Yishan, boldly rubbed against his feet, and curiously arched Yishan's backpack.

The live broadcast room was lively again.

"Is ham sausage omnipotent? Why do you feel that any animal can do it?"

"Why does this weasel look like a dog at home?"

"Indeed, it feels like this weasel is well-bred."

"Can a ham sausage buy a weasel?"

"I still have half a box of ham sausages, who can express a few weasels to me?"

"I also have a ham sausage, who is the weasel?"

"Is this the authentic Huang Daxian, so spiritual?"

"Of course Huang Daxian has spirituality. There are many legends about Huang Daxian in our village, and they are all true! My grandma said it!"

"This Huang Daxian must be hundreds of years old, look at its fur, how smooth it is."

"Shan Ye is going to raise this Huang Daxian?"

"The domesticated Huang Daxian should have an exclusive name, right?"

"Call it gold, there is wealth!"

"Then it's better to be called Huang Feihong, how domineering!"

"Why must the surname be Huang, can't it be called Dongfang Bubai?"

There was a burst of laughter and cursing in the live broadcast room.

Yu Yishan thought about it, and it would be good to give it a name, and it would be convenient to call it with a name.

"How about... I'll call you Rhubarb?"

Yu Yishan rubbed the weasel's dog's head, and discussed with it in a questioning tone.

There was another commotion in the live broadcast room.

"It's useless... the name is useless."

"I am convinced of Master Shan's ability to train dogs, but I will never accept the name."

"I think it's good to be called Rhubarb, which is unpretentious and very in line with the tradition of naming guard dogs by our ancestors."

"Especially with the color of this shit yellow!"

"As long as the ham sausage is full, I will recognize you even if you call me my dear father!"

Weasel couldn't see what was said in the live broadcast room, but just nodded indifferently, and then went to smell Yu Yishan's backpack.

"What did I just see?"

"That dog... no, that weasel is nodding!"

(End of this chapter)