Chapter 127 127 Can only Eat a Little

Chapter 127 127. I can only eat a little bit

"Tan Tan," Song Sancheng stared at the phone:

"Are you planning to let Qiao Qiao go online...that thing on the Internet, live-streaming sales? This seems to be quite popular now."

"The last time your mother played Douyin, she spent 19 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 to bring goods as soon as the live broadcast becomes popular. She was fine, but Qiao Qiao was stupid, so she didn't intend to let him be scolded 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 with a yellow hat stretched out its neck came out from behind the king.

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 put his head on Qiao Qiao's hand, making Qiao Qiao panic:

"Dabai, do 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: [Leading the yellow on the left and holding the blue on the right, eating pure natural honey, this is the life of a fairy. 】

[Having been doing it for a long time, it’s mukbang]

[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.

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, and then hurriedly removed the remaining beehives, one dog and one goose, half on one side, and then walked down the mountain with the bucket and the 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 you grown so big by eating?

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 then 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 the 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 separated.

"Besides," Qiao Qiao said aggrievedly, "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 was still asking why: "What about Dabai? Will Dabai get diarrhea after eating it?"

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 you, the dark green velvet-like leaves of Black Gold Philodendron have been adjusted.

The pale 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 refreshed. 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 trouble was that this green tea must not be drunk in the bedroom or at night, otherwise the tea fragrance would remain and he would toss and turn all night long.

The ten thousand words he wrote last night after staying up all night were the achievements of this green tea.

And now, just after he couldn't resist the temptation and brewed another cup of green tea, the courier came to his door again.

This time, he carefully read the address and name on the courier slip, and the number hidden in the middle.

Song Tan.

He once again memorized this name carefully.

The fingers with distinct joints like cold jade held the sharp utility knife, and 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 mentioned before?

The two jars of honey tightly wrapped by the airbag column are not big, and he can hold one jar in one hand.

However, the shepherd's purse he had eaten before, the fresh astragalus in the refrigerator, and the tea brewed in the cup... all told Lu Chuan:

This honey must be the best in the world.

He slightly raised the ordinary transparent black-covered hexagonal glass jar, and through the transparent material, he looked at the milky yellow honey that had begun to crystallize inside...

The light was not strong as it fell from the window of the north balcony of the entrance garden. However, his posture in the light and shadow was like a green bamboo in the forest, tall and graceful, with its own rhythm.

At the raised wrist, the silk pajamas slid down and paused at the burn scar on the elbow, but it made the wrist look more like cold jade, with a fragile and thrilling beauty.

And the slightly protruding radius and the muscle lines of the arm that had not completely disappeared, still showed his strength.

After all, it was these hands that supported the ground at the most dangerous time, and even if the raging fire of the explosion swept across, it still protected Song Tan firmly under his body.

I drank a cup of bubble tea at 5pm yesterday afternoon, so... I wrote this at 4:30am, and got up at 9am to revise it...

Now I am in a state of depression.

Why can some people drink tea without affecting their sleep? I am not Li Jie!!!

9.2 is not in good condition, only this one update, good night.