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

"Are you OK!"

Zhang Ke asked cautiously.

The male colleague shook his head like a rattle, and his mouth was full.

It took him a long time to swallow the meal, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed Zhang Ke.

"Ke Ke, you pickle, absolutely perfect!"

Zhang Ke: ...

So, you look like this because the pickles are delicious.

"Coco, where did you buy the pickles? I'm going to buy them too."

The male colleague said excitedly.

Zhang Ke took out his mobile phone and pushed Song Jinyan's live broadcast room to his male colleague.

Is it so delicious?

No matter how delicious it is, it is also a pickle.

Zhang Ke couldn't help muttering secretly, her colleague was too polite.

Zhang Ke looked at the porridge that he had hardly touched, thinking about the filming work in the afternoon, so he also poured some on the porridge, and then ate it with a spoon.

Crisp and refreshing, the spicy pickles are wrapped in the rice grains of the porridge.

The porridge, which tasted so-so, seemed to have a strange aroma in an instant.

good to eat!

Zhang Ke's eyes lit up, and his taste buds, which he didn't have at all, seemed to be instantly activated.

Before he knew it, Zhang Ke found that his bowl of porridge had been eaten up.

If the male colleague said it was delicious just now, Zhang Ke felt that it was an exaggeration.

It's your turn!

Zhang Ke is completely speechless now.

Which one doesn't have pickles, and parents in my hometown love to make them.

Zhang Ke has also eaten a lot, but this is the first time such a delicious one.

The most important thing is that the pickle itself is delicious, and the most amazing thing is that the porridge before her tasted ordinary, but with the pickle, it seemed that the aroma of the porridge itself was activated.

A pickle can play such a role.

Zhang Ke couldn't help but feel that he was magical.

She turned her head and saw that the colleague on the other side was constantly flipping the noodles ordered today.

"Xiao Zhou, do you still have so much face left?"

Zhang Ke couldn't help asking.

"Sister Keke, you don't know that this noodle is getting worse and worse."

Little Zhou Chang sighed, and said aggrievedly.

Zhang Ke walked over in a few steps and handed over the jar of pickles.

"You try this pickled noodles."

In order to verify his idea, Zhang Ke handed over the pickle jar.

Xiao Zhou:……

She doesn't want to eat pickles.

But looking at Zhang Ke's serious appearance, Xiao Zhou still thanked him, and then poured some pickles on his face feebly.

She twitched the corners of her mouth and re-stirred the noodles and pickles.

Originally, she didn't want to eat it at all, but looking at Zhang Ke's expectant expression, Xiao Zhou reluctantly took a bite.

The noodles, which had no taste at all before, were mixed with the crispy and spicy grandma's dishes. Every bite seemed to be rejuvenated, and it was so delicious that it didn't feel like the same bowl of noodles.

"what……!"

The first bite made Xiao Zhou exclaim, and she couldn't help eating a few more bites.

I can't stop eating this.

She ate up the whole bowl of noodles.

Xiao Zhou hiccupped...

Damn!too delicious.

But the noodles just now were so unpalatable that I can't describe it, how come it tastes so delicious all of a sudden.

Xiao Zhou's eyes shot directly at the pickle jar in Zhang Ke's hand.

"Sister Keke, where did you buy this pickle?"

Zhang Ke looked down at the jar of pickles in her hand, and now she really had to admit that the pickles were delicious.

And whether it's bibimbap or noodles, it seems to be delicious.

The little bun in the live broadcast room starts rolling around at a fixed time every day.

Because he is tender and cute, and fun to tease, he has directly attracted a wave of mother fans in the past few days.

Facing the daily sales volume of hundreds of bottles, Song Jinyan is thinking about how to increase the sales volume.

Suddenly, several people flooded into the live broadcast room.

Looking at the unfamiliar ID, Song Jinyan frowned.

"Hey, kid, does your family sell pickles?"

The fierce tone made everyone in the live broadcast room startled.

Many people started discussing directly in the live broadcast room.

"what happened?"

"Did something happen?"

"I haven't seen these people before!"

"Could it be something wrong with the pickles? I bought it and haven't eaten it yet!"

"There is no safety guarantee for the things of this small workshop."

"I just bought it for Yanyan's cuteness, who can really eat it!"

In the live broadcast room, you say what you say.

Seeing that everyone said that there was something wrong with my aunt's pickles, Xiao Baozi suddenly became unhappy.

He pouted his ass directly to the camera.

"You guys are talking nonsense. Auntie's pickles are super delicious. I love them the most. Yanyan eats them every day, and my stomach never hurts."

The little bun raised his fist and said fiercely.

"What's the matter with you guys?"

At this time Song Jinyan turned the camera around.

"Wow, is this Brother Yanyan?"

"You can tell by the voice that he is a handsome guy, woo woo, brother, sister can still wait for you for 20 years."

The audience in the live broadcast room during this time knew that the two brothers were selling pickles.

The younger brother is usually responsible for appearing on the screen, and occasionally the older brother is the one who intersperses the commentary.

Hearing the voice, he could only know that he was a bright young boy.

Seeing me now, many people are amazed, these two brothers are also so good-looking!

"It's you who sell pickles, what about you adults?"

The few people who just rushed in shouted at this time.

"I'm in charge of the live broadcast, you can talk to me about anything."

Song Jinyan frowned and said, one hand was already on the phone, planning to call Fu Rongyu directly if something happened.

"Brother, I only have two children, if there is any problem, don't be so aggressive!"

At this time, someone couldn't stand it and said in the live broadcast room.

"That's right, it's children selling things, and they didn't mean it."

Everyone you say, I persuade you.

"What are you talking about!"

The few people who were vicious before immediately spoke out at this time.

"Their pickles are so delicious, we want to buy some more."

The audience in the live broadcast room: ...

"How delicious is it?"

Someone couldn't help it now, and asked curiously.

She also bought a lot of pickles because the little guy was cute.

"Anything is delicious with this pickle."

The person before, thought for a while, and then said.

"You are exaggerating too much, it's just a pickle."

The live broadcast room instantly became lively because of this sentence.

"That's right, my hometown is in Xuexiang, and the pickles in my hometown are famous all over the country. Could it be better than the pickles in my hometown?"

"Brother, let's put it this way, this pickle is delicious even if you mix it with the soles of your shoes!"

The person was questioned just now, and immediately said in the live broadcast room.

"how is this possible!"

The audience just now couldn't help but roll their eyes. People talking now are really too exaggerated.

At this moment, someone suddenly entered the live broadcast room.

"Xiao Xiaojin, Xiao Xiaoyan."

At this moment, the viewer who entered the live broadcast directly swiped a few carnivals.

The live broadcast room with few people was shocked.

I go!

Where did the local tyrant come from!

"Brother Qi?"

The little bun was the first to react, and shouted with joy.