Most of the raw materials for pickled pickles are produced in space. They are now only for relatives and friends to eat, and are also very precious ingredients.

In the next few days, the Yanfang family started a gift-giving activity. The families who received the gift at the beginning were still a little surprised at the down-to-earth nature of the gift. Although they were not disgusted, they were curious and gossiped.

But soon, this curiosity turned into amazement, and the old men and ladies came to the door excitedly.

"Brother, do you still have pickles? I'm eating well, so you can send me some more!"

"Sister, where did you buy the pickles? My kid ate all the meals. Oh, hey, it seems like he hasn't eaten before, but it's so scary."

"Mr. Fang, the pickles you sent are very delicious. My father likes to eat them very much, so I want to ask you about the source of the pickles. I wonder if it is convenient or not?"

"Sister Fang, you see that I want to ask you for help with something here, it's that pickle..."

The whole family received a call for pickles, which was Yan Zhiyi, the little brother who did not deliver pickles to the outside, was also called by his classmates to inquire, and finally had to deliver several cans of pickles.

Yan Jinghong looked interesting and opened a like lottery on his own Star Blog, drawing 100 lucky kids. He could choose to exchange vouchers for the new album of the Knights of the Queen, or he could choose to have a can of pickled vegetables she had picked.

As soon as this star blog was released, fans protested under the star blog.

"Your Highness is giving us a difficult problem. What should we do if we want to do with the new album and pickles? Do we have to open two accounts to participate in the lottery?"

"The person upstairs is thinking too much. Even if you open twenty numbers, you may not be able to draw one."

"Actually, there is no need to worry about these two answers at all, okay, after I saw it, I thought about it instantly."

"Please make it clear upstairs!"

"Of course I chose pickles. After all, you can buy the new album yourself. The pickles made by Your Highness may not be the case!" After this comment, I received countless likes, and I agreed with this sentence, and was quickly topped the top spot.

After seeing this, Yan Jinghong thought about it and posted another star blog to explain: "The new album will be sold globally in seven days. The regular version will be sold at 188 yuan. The collector's version will be sold at 1,000 yuan. The collector's version will be sold at 1,000 yuan. The one used for lottery is the collector's version. The pickled vegetables will be sold at Qizhen Pavilion after the fifteenth lunar calendar. There will be ten cans per day, and the price will be sold at 1,000 yuan per can."

When fans saw this Xingbo, their first reaction was that they were speechless.

"A can of pickles worth a thousand yuan per can? Is it the size of a water tank?"

"I originally wanted to choose pickles, but if the collector's version is limited, is it possible that I can't buy it?"

"The worry upstairs is right, I have decided to choose the collector's version."

"No, I just want pickles, I just want to know what the taste of a thousand cans of pickles!"

The likes were only less than one day. The Xingbo posted by Yan Jinghong in the morning ended at 12 o'clock in the evening, but more and more netizens came to join in the fun. Before dinner time was reached, the number of likes exceeded three million!

"I'd like to choose one hundred lucky dolls out of three million. I think I'd better prepare the money and buy it yourself!"

"Wuwuwu, why are there so many people? I no longer want to win the prize. The person who just wants to win the prize is willing to sell me the opportunity he chose. I am willing to pay two thousand yuan!"

"I'll pay five thousand yuan and want a collector's version of the album!"

"I'll pay 8,000 yuan!" Very well, more and more people are facing reality.
Chapter completed!