After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

In the evening, Song Weitang took out the financial statements of a small shop up to now and looked at it.

There is a small shop that has always followed the boutique route, so the consumption in the store is not low, but also, the quality control of the items in the store is high, so the actual profit is not much, but it just maintains a balance of payments.

Fortunately, this shop is owned by that Mr. Fu himself, otherwise, wouldn't it be a loss.

Song Weitang rubbed his chin, the things in the store are not cheap, but the consumption has reached the ceiling.

So it is impossible to raise the price.

Naturally, we can only start from other aspects.

When Song Weitang turned his eyes away, he happened to see the candied garlic that was made today to relieve the greasy hot pot on the side of the table.

Song Weitang narrowed her eyes, pickles!

Not only sugar and garlic, grandma's dishes, and side dishes, but also a huge market, because pickles can be mass-produced, don't look at the low profit of a bottle.

But if it is produced in a large area, it can make money.

Song Weitang immediately ran to the kitchen to look at the pickles she had made a while ago, there were quite a lot of them.

Song Weitang immediately called Hei Yao and asked if he could find a manufacturer of customized jars.

Hei Yao almost didn't even think about it, and immediately said that he could find it.

Are you kidding me, what did Master Fu order before he left.

It's no big deal to accept the family, how can you say no to your wife!

So in the morning of the next day, Hei Yao directly sent a batch of porcelain jars according to Song Weitang's request.

The body of the glass bottle is bounded by ceramics. Every chunky bottle looks cute and elegant.

Song Weitang couldn't put it down when holding it in his hand.

It has to be said that Hei Yao does things properly.

There is also a crabapple flower logo in the corner of each bottle.

Song Weitang liked it more and more.

Serve up any leftover pickles in the kitchen in ceramic jars.

The body of the bottle is transparent, just enough to see the variety of each dish in it, and the overall look is elegant and appetizing.

On the same day, Song Weitang neatly placed these pickles on the cabinets in the store.

The old customers who came to eat that day couldn't help asking curiously when they saw this bottle.

"Boss Tang, what are you doing?"

"Pickles."

Song Weitang replied with a smile.

"How much is this a can?"

"Fifty."

Buying a bottle of pickles for fifty is not cheap to be honest.

But the regular customers in the store are all in good financial conditions, and they don't think it's expensive. After all, the pickle bottle is extremely delicate, and after eating, it can be decorated with small things.

So almost everyone who comes to the store will take a can back home.

Throughout the day, dozens of cans of Song Weitang's pickles were sold, and the sales volume was good.

but……

It's too slow to sell like this.

It was too far from Song Weitang's vision.

As a typical Gu Baonan, Song Jinyan looked at his aunt frowning all day long.

Song Jinyan, who regarded it as his ideal to solve his aunt's problems, looked around those pickle jars for a long time.

After searching the Internet for a while, Song Jinyan found that the most popular way to sell goods today is live streaming.

Song Jinyan first understood the rules of live streaming.

Just registered an account.

Because he is underage, he cannot register on the live broadcast platform.

Song Jinyan asked Fu Rongyu for his ID card to register.

After finishing, Song Jinyan carefully placed all his aunt's pickle bottles on the small table in front of him.

Then he sat upright in the live broadcast room.

Many people entered the live broadcast room one after another.

Seeing that it was selling pickles, most people quit after just one glance.

Half an hour passed, and Song Jinyan didn't sell a single bottle of pickles.

There is no popularity in my live broadcast room, no one comes in, how can the pickles be sold.

About popularity!

After researching for a long time, Song Jinyan found that if he wanted to attract traffic, he had to either charge money or show talent.

talent...

Sing?Dance?

Facing the phone screen, Song Jinyan didn't think about anything.

"elder brother……"

At this moment, Xiao Baozi opened the door and came in. He got a head and looked at Song Jinyan curiously.

When he saw the little bun, Song Jinyan, who was worried about some attractive talent, instantly relaxed his frown.

"Xiaoyan come here."

The little bun pushed the door open with a cute face and went in, looking at Song Jinyan curiously.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Xiaoyan."

Song Jinyan squatted down, holding Xiao Baozi's shoulders with both hands, and spoke with a serious expression on his face.

"Xiaoyan, do you like aunt?"

"like."

Xiao Baozi nodded immediately without hesitation, of course he likes aunt, aunt is the best aunt in the world.

"Do you know how hard it is for a single girl to take care of our two children?"

Song Jinyan let out a long sigh.

Hearing Song Jinyan's words, Xiao Baozi felt his heart tighten.

Aunt is working hard!

Xiao Baozi could only hear these few words in his heart.

He ran up to Song Jinyan, stretched out his chubby little hand and grabbed Song Jinyan.

"Brother, what should we do?"

This is what you've been waiting for!

Song Jinyan nodded at Little Baozi very seriously.

"Do you think we should do what we can to help my aunt?"

"Of course, of course."

Little Baozi's little head couldn't help but click.

"But brother, what can I do?"

Little Baozi tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"You can make a big difference."

Song Jinyan gave Xiao Baozi a high evaluation.

"Do you remember the song and dance taught by the kindergarten teacher?"

Song Jinyan asked.

The little bun immediately nodded vigorously.

"Remember, remember, I remember everything, but brother, can dancing help aunt?"

The little bun asked with a puzzled look on his face.

"of course."

Song Jinyan searched the closet for a long time, and found a panda costume that Xiao Baozi wore on the show before, and put it on Xiao Baozi.

Then let Xiao Baozi stand in the middle.

Song Jinyan adjusted the direction of the camera to point at Little Baozi.

"Yanyan, from now on, you will be in charge of dancing here. If someone enters the live broadcast room, you will be called brother and sister."

The little bun nodded half understanding.

The little guy in a black and white inlaid panda costume is fluffy and indescribably cute.

He didn't question his brother's words at all.

Thinking that he could help his aunt, the little guy spared no effort to start dancing.

Zhang Ke is a product selector, mainly to help many big anchors select products.

His daily job is to constantly shuttle between various live broadcast rooms.

Zhang Ke was bored and swiped through the various live broadcast rooms on his phone.

Sells pickles.

When Zhang Ke saw the pickles, he didn't lift his eyelids.

After all, there are hundreds if not thousands of people selling pickles on the Internet.

To be honest, he didn't know what these people were thinking, why did they have to sell pickles when there were so many delicious things?

Who is fine to eat pickles all day long.

Zhang Ke accidentally clicked on it, and planned to leave immediately.

then……