02/28/24 - Isn’t she worth more if you sell her while she’s alive? Why kill her first before selling her?
A compilation of comments under a tiktok video, where a guy marvels at how Koreans will eat corn cobs—the centre bit that’s left after you’re done eating all the corn kernels off of it. About how Koreans will stew it in soup, or use it to brew tea, or grind it into powder as some sort of vitamin supplement. He says he pities them, because in China, we just turn it into fertiliser, or animal feed. Or, back when not every household had toilet paper, it was also used to wipe butts. But this stuff is being sold in Korean supermarkets for 2000 Korean won per bag.
The comment section says, “Stop asking how much RMB 2000 won converts into. Just the fact that they’re selling this shit for money at all is ridiculous enough.”
“Pair it with some watermelon peel and kimchi, and Koreans must be so happy.”
“Just saw a video today of a Korean family making a big pot of instant noodles and cracking four eggs into it. When it was done and they lifted the pot lid, everyone was like, “Wow! Wow!””
“I’ve actually seen with my own eyes this stuff on sale at Korean supermarkets. There’s about 5-6 cobs per bag, and at the time, I thought they used this stuff to exfoliate their feet.”
“Just ate half a watermelon by myself, and as I was throwing the peel away, I was thinking to myself that if only I had a pet Korean at home. They’re so good at eating watermelon peels.”
“I gotta speak on their behalf. Their corn cobs are a little different from what we have in China. It’s fruit corn [basically the type of corn you see in America] with the kernels cut off with a knife, where there’s just a bit of kernel left. The corn cob is sweet too. You can suck sweet juices out of it. …Wait, I’m just making it sound even sadder.”
“Sweet potato stems are a delicacy once they’re imported to Korea.”
“In real life, I’ve never seen any woman supported by her husband’s family. If they have no family business, then they use the woman as a free birthing machine. If they have a family business, they use the woman as a free slave labour. If you want anything out of it, you have to beg for them to throw you a treat or two while they’re in a good mood.
But there’s a ton of men being support by their wife’s families. So long as the wife’s family has any basis at all, they’d pull connections to get him a good job. So men actually get solid benefits out of marriage without having to do anything themselves, not to mention the cases where the wife’s family buys them a house.
Either way, it’s undeniable that all the resources in society and families naturally tilt towards men and they’re still not satisfied.”
Comments say, “Just because you haven’t seen it, doesn’t mean it doesn’t exist. I’ve seen a man’s family pull connections to get their DIL a job.”
“And the woman’s family will eagerly and actively support the man, because, to put it politely, they need to, “make their daughter happy.””
“Forget support, even if you somehow manage to have a successful career all on your own, they’ll do their best to push her down, for fear that she’ll be better off than him. Look at Yu Yu [CEO of China’s largest online book retailer]. She still washes her husband’s socks for him.”
A weibo post has been gathering a lot of attention lately, saying, “Once you leave China, you realise how underdeveloped other countries’ veggie market is. Wherever you go, it’s just potatoes, potatoes, and more potatoes (often in the form of fries), maybe some tomatoes on the side, with the occasional eggplant and broccoli.”
This blogger responds, “I looked around on my phone, and this is a photo from Germany. Most oother European countries I’ve been to are about the same. Only Norway is significantly worse off, where you have no selection and things are super expensive. As for Asia, there’s probably more variety. Dunno if it tastes good or not.
Reporters from BBC say that China doesn’t have a western-style democracy, so therefore China isn’t a democracy. So a lot of average western people think that China doesn’t have democracy. And you guys say that Europe doesn’t have any veggies that Chinese people like to eat, so therefore Europe doesn’t have any veggies. And so a lot of average weibo users think that no country on Earth has veggies other than China. Everyone is living in hell where they can’t have any decent food.
See, pride and prejudice is born that way. So don’t blame the BBC reporters for misdirection. The whole world does this for likes and subscribes. So long as enough people like to see this sort of thing, it doesn’t matter whether it’s true or not.”
Comments say, “Everything there needs a dip in order to be eaten.”
“I mean, there’s not a whole lot of variety in what you’re showing either.”
“In the supermarket near my place in Romania, I can buy cabbages, cauliflower, all kinds of beans, green onions, sweet onions, cilantro, ginger, garlic, all kinds of spices. There’s more selection at bigger supermarkets. If you’re still not satisfied, you can go to Chinatown, and the aunties and uncles there sell plenty of rape, water spinach, garlic stem, lotus root, yam, and taro. What do you even need to make a couple of home cooked meals? If you had all the selection in the world, would you know what to do with it?”
“I was gonna go climb Mount Tai this Saturday, and my dad texted me all of this, and I just don’t get it. I have to get parents’ permission to take time off of school. That’s why I told him to begin with. I didn’t ask for any money from him. I don’t know why he said all that, or why he wants to stop me, or why he sounds so pissy.”
Dad: “Have you calculated how much it costs to climb Mount Tai?”
OP: “700 RMB. 257 RMB for return tickets, 100 RMB for hotel, 100 RMB for tickets, 200 RMB for rides and food. I don’t need it from you. I’ve been saving up for this trip.”
Dad: “So can I skip giving you your allowance next month then?”
OP: “I only told you in case the teacher called you to confirm.”
Dad: “And you think you can go to Mount Tai for 700 RMB? Have you asked other people about this?”
OP: “Why can’t I?”
Dad: “And you’ve calculated the cost in money, but have you accounted for other costs?”
OP: “I’m only taking a weekend trip. Aside from climbing the mountain, eating, and some uber rides, I’m not gonna do anything else. I haven’t even gone yet, why are you getting so negative?”
Dad: “You know how long it takes to climb Mount Tai?”
OP: “5 hours. I’m gonna ride the gondola down.”
Dad: “You’re so naive. Who are you going with? You need at least 3-5 companions to go with you for Mount Tai.”
OP: “Well, I already booked the tickets and the hotel. What am I supposed to do? Isn’t it a good thing for me to go out there and travel? I’m going with my classmates. No way I’d go on my own.”
Dad: “You better actually calculate it out how much of your future social standing this trip is going to cost you, and the cost to your classmates of their social standing, family status. And the consequences of going out with them for your blood. Someone with brains and plans for their future would think about everything they’re doing, and not decide things on a whim. He would find the suitable time and suitable place to do something.”
OP: “I just want to have some fun and see some views and learn the local culture. I get your meaning, but if that’s the case, shouldn’t my classmates consider my social standing and family status?”
Dad: “College is a test of your social abilities, planning abilities, and your status in these people’s eyes when you enter society. Every move you make determines your value in their eyes.”
OP: “You can’t want everything but not be willing to sink in anything. It’s not like I’m not getting anything out of this. It goes both ways.”
Dad: “The value created in society is completely different between someone who knows how to say no and someone who doesn’t. You need the right values. There’s no end to keeping up with the jones’s. If you’re always comparing yourself to other people, you’ll never catch up to them.”
OP: “So what am I supposed to do then? If I work hard, you tell me there’s no point because my life is just gonna be like this. If I go out, you say I’m comparing myself to other. If I go to the hospital, you say there’s something mentally wrong with me, and there’s something wrong with the hospital. What kind of values do I need, and what should I be doing?”
Dad: “I’m your dad. That’s why I’m telling you this. Everyone else knows, they just don’t talk about it with you. This might just be a motto, but it’s also true about the world.”
Comments say, “Jesus, you just want to climb a fucking mountain, what the fuck is he doing blabbing on and on. You’d think you were breaking the law or something.”
“Summary: I can’t afford for you to go.”
“How much your future social standing this trip is going to cost you? What the fuck is this old fart talking about?”
A blogger posts screenshots of some instagram captions, saying, “A real life horror story…having the last drop of your blood sucked dry by your family.”
The captions read, “Her sister got murdered by her own grandpa, and her uncle wants to sell her sister’s body in a ghost marriage. Since her sister died, she never even got to see the body. She just wants justice for her sister, and don’t want people to keep exploiting her sister even after her sister’s dead. I hope OP can get the help of relevant department and her sister can rest in peace, and not get married off to some ghost.”
Comments say, “If her grandma murdered her sister, and her uncle signed a letter of forgiveness, would he get acquitted?”
“Isn’t she worth more if you sell her while she’s alive? Why kill her first before selling her?”
“Oh my god, this world is terrifying.”
“Ordered a 6 inch cake from Paris Baguette [bakery], and I contacted the owner and said this was a gift and asked him to take extra care making it. An hour later, he told me it was done, and this was the picture he sent me. I really had nothing to say.
This is what he showed me after he made his fixes.
I’m so furious I’m going crazy.”
She attaches texts she exchanged with the owner too:
OP: “Is the white stuff sugar? The upper bit looks really uneven. On the topmost grape. There’s way too much of it. It looks really different from all the other pieces. From a distance, it looks mouldy or something. Can you do something about it?”
Owner: “[attaches pic 2] Is this okay?”
OP: “Now there’s too much sugar all over everything T_T I guess it’s fine.”
Owner: “Okay. Our baker’s just left for the day.”
OP: “I meant to say that there’s too much sugar on that one grape, and you can just wipe some off or something. Now you’ve sprinkled even more on and it looks even uglier. It’s fine, don’t worry about it. Just deliver it in time.”
Owner: “That’s up to when the delivery driver comes by.”
OP: “This isn’t that good of acake.”
Owner: “Our baker has years of experience.”
OP: “It’s made with pure animal cream, right? Is this really something a baker with years of experience is going to turn out?”
Comments say, “188 RMB for a 6 inch cake isn’t too expensive? Not to mention it’s flawed. I’m constantly shocked by all you rich people.”
“…If you want a flawless perfect cake, put more money in and get the VIP custom cake option. If you’re paying base prices, you’re gonna get a baseline cake.”
“People here saying OP is too picky, you really think this cake is worth the price? Everyone is so high and mighty around here.”
“God you’re so picky. If your standards are that high, just make it yourself, starting by growing your own wheat.”
"I get your meaning"
I actually don't get his meaning. What is he talking about?