"Are you planning to let Qiao Qiao go online...what are you doing on the Internet, live-streaming sales? This seems to be quite popular now."
"The last time your mother played Douyin, she spent nineteen yuan on a pair of pants. People said these pants were so good that they sold tens of thousands of pairs a day..."
Song Tan was helpless: "I have this plan, but I don't plan to sell honey right away."
For one thousand yuan per catty, she got nothing but ridicule from the crowd.
Besides, it’s a bad reputation that she brought goods as soon as the live broadcast became popular. She was fine, but Qiao Qiao was stupid, so she didn’t intend for him to be scolded by others on the Internet.
She picked up the two baskets of dug bamboo shoots and said, "Dad, you continue your work. I'll go back and turn off the live broadcast."
She left with the basket, while Song Sancheng and Zhang Yanping were still huddled together watching the live broadcast. Seeing the king eating the broken honeycombs like jelly beans, the two old men became more and more greedy...
And at this moment, a high-pitched "quack, quack, quack" came from the live broadcast room!
The sound came from far away, and soon a big white goose in a yellow hat came out from behind the king and stretched out its neck.
Zhang Yanping subconsciously shrank his neck: "Uncle, why do I feel that Dabai has grown up again?"
Song Sancheng took a closer look: "It's indeed big - and fatter!"
I saw the boss with his big white flat beak open and his voice getting louder and louder. At this moment, he couldn't wait to thrust his head into Qiao Qiao's hand, making Qiao Qiao panic:
"Dabai, you want to eat too? I told you last time that I can't eat anymore - okay, okay, I can only eat a little bit."
He was obviously quite unprincipled, so he took out another piece of honeycomb from the basin, and then, one person, one dog and one goose, you took one bite and I took one bite, and the food became more and more sweet.
【Good guy!】
Someone in the live broadcast room exclaimed: [Left holding the yellow and right holding the blue sky, eating pure natural honey, this is the life of a fairy.]
[Having been doing mukbang for a long time]
[Obviously watching people eating can no longer stimulate my appetite, I still have to watch dogs and geese...]
[I think this honey dog and goose are both greedy, so it must be very good.]
[Sell it, this honey looks really good, anchor, please link to it]
[Stop it, the anchor is mentally retarded and can’t understand this at all.]
[Who knows whether intellectual disability is real or not? I haven’t said a word about it.]
[I was the only one who noticed that this goose is so big that it cannot be stewed in one pot.]
The barrage was so messy that Zhang Yanping felt upset and angry for a while.
At this time, Song Tanqing's voice also appeared in the live broadcast room: "Qiaoqiao, go home after you finish your work."
Qiaoqiao responded instantly, then quickly divided the remaining hives, one for dogs and one for geese, into half, and then walked down the mountain with a bucket and a basin.
[Hey, hey, anchor, you forgot your mobile phone——]
After a while, everyone only saw a pair of slender snow jade-like hands stretching out, and then, the live broadcast room instantly went dark.
Come on.
Old users who followed the last live broadcast will know that when this anchor broadcasts, he is always caught off guard!
But I don’t know why, but it just has that kind of magic that attracts people to keep watching.
And there are so many things raised in this house. It was a big bee before, and this time it was a big dog and a big white goose - why are these things so good? Have they grown so big after eating them?
Especially the bee last time, oh, that round ass can be applied for Guinness. The audience has never seen such a fat person in their lives!
Song Tan didn't understand the craze on the Internet. She was just glad that everyone thought Qiao Qiao was wrong about the price of honey, and she didn't plan to post the link.
There was also less scolding of Qiao Qiao.
At this moment, she put her phone back in her pocket and asked Qiaoqiao:
"You didn't steal honey on the mountain, did you?"
Qiao Qiao puffed up her chest and said confidently:
"No!"
What you eat is the honeycomb and has nothing to do with honey.
Song Tan glanced at him: "Little clever guy, don't feed Dawang and Dabai so many sweets next time. Dabai will get fatter if he eats too much, and Dabai will get diarrhea if he eats too much."
Qiaoqiao shrank back instantly: "I only ate a little bit."
Song Tan snorted: Is that a little bit?
The one as big as a palm was divided between Qiao Qiao and the king. Later, there was another one as big as a palm. The king knew that the three of you were divided.
"Moreover," Qiao Qiao felt aggrieved: "Your Majesty is so big, does he eat too much honey?"
Song Tan:......
You little clever guy, with a physique like yours, you won’t feel too much for anything you eat, right?
Qiao Qiao still asked One Hundred Thousand Whys: "What about Dabai? Will eating Dabai cause diarrhea?"
Song Tan pondered for a moment, and then said seriously: "If Dabai eats it... it will probably taste better."
…
at the same time.
Imperial Capital.
Wanhe Garden.
As soon as the guy from Fengfeng Express left, Lu Chuan closed the door and opened the small box in his arms.
In the small and scattered entrance garden behind him, the dark green velvet leaves of the black gold philodendron have been adjusted.
The light green primroses below are almost in bloom.
The deep purple gloxinia huddles at the edge of the window, with flowers blooming in the center.
The scent of tea leaves lingering in the air, making people feel soothed and bright. In just one day, Lu Chuan had easily changed his preferences for many years.
He gave up Phoenix Dancong and fell in love with this unknown green tea.
The only worry is that this green tea must not be drunk in the bedroom or at night, otherwise the tea aroma will remain and linger all night long——
The ten thousand words he wrote after staying up all night last night were the achievements of this green tea.
But now, just after he could not resist the temptation to brew another cup of green tea, the courier came to his door again.
This time, he carefully read the address, name and the number that was hidden in the middle of the express delivery slip.
Song Tan.
He remembered the name carefully again.
Fingers as sharp as cold jade held the sharp utility knife. The iron-gray blade cut through the tape of the packaging box, which also aroused a sense of anticipation in his heart——
Is this the honey I was talking about before?
The two jars of honey tightly wrapped by the air bag column are not big, and he can hold one jar with one hand.
However, the shepherd's purse I ate before, the milkvetch kept fresh in the refrigerator, and the tea brewed in the cup... all warned Lu Chuan:
This honey must be the best in the world.
He slightly raised the ordinary hexagonal glass jar with a transparent black lid, and looked through the transparent material at the milky yellow honey that had begun to crystallize inside...
The light falling from the window on the north balcony of the entrance garden is not too strong. However, his sideways posture in the light and shadow is like a green bamboo in the forest, with a long body and a rhythm of its own.
At the raised wrist, the silk pajamas slipped down and paused at the burn scar on the elbow, making the wrist more and more shiny like cold jade, with a fragile and thrilling beauty.
However, the slightly protruding radius and the muscle lines of the arm that have not completely disappeared are still showing his strength.
After all, it was these hands that supported the ground at the most dangerous moment, and even if the fire from the explosion swept across, they still protected Song Tan firmly.