With millions of fans in the live broadcast circle, the actor begged me to cook

Today's delivery was faster than expected, Zuo Qiongqiong hadn't finished wrapping the zongzi in front of him, and the stock from the merchant was sold out.

Zuo Qiongqiong washed her hands and said, "Thank you for your support, the zongzi will be in the hands of my family within three days.

After receiving the goods, if you encounter various problems, you can contact the customer service in the background. If you have any problems, you must solve them for everyone! "

She cannot guarantee that the goods received by customers must be intact, after all, there are too many uncertain factors along the way.

What Zuo Qiongqiong can do is to minimize these problems, so that fans and netizens who trust her can buy happily and eat with confidence.

After encountering a problem, you must first see where the problem occurred, and then actively solve it instead of blaming the person who raised the problem.

Zuo Qiongqiong stepped on the thunder when he was shopping online before, and he will definitely not let his fans step on it again.

I have a clear conscience for what I do, no matter how many black fans come out to bring rhythm.

[Photographed hahaha, restock the refrigerator. 】

[I really like eating zongzi. After buying it, I put it at home. When the weather is too hot, I can eat it even if I am too lazy to go out. 】

[Although I don't like eating zongzi very much, there is still a sense of ritual during the festival. 】

[Bought two orders, the children at home like it. 】

Yang Fangyuan kicked those who didn't pay in the backstage, and gave a chance to those who hadn't been filmed just now and those who just came to the live broadcast room.

Only then did she discover that the repurchase rate of this zongzi had reached 70.00%, which is an astonishing figure.

The first time I bought it was because I was a fan of Zuo Qiongqiong, and I chose to trust the goods she brought, the second time, the third time.
Before Yang Fangyuan came here today, he was still complaining in his heart that other bloggers were streaming live broadcasts every day, and Zuo Qiongqiong couldn't bring them four times a month.

She is still doubting whether her abilities can be improved in the team here, and now it seems that it is too much to worry about.

Yang Fangyuan has never heard of the complaints that other anchors often encounter.

Regardless of the various after-sales problems, what can be solved will definitely be solved.

This kind of mutual trust between fans and bloggers is very rare for any other blogger.

Zuo Qiongqiong read out the list of winners of today's lucky bag: "...the above ten lucky viewers, I have private messaged you backstage.

Try to reply to my address before [-]:[-] noon tomorrow, otherwise you won't be able to catch up with the fresh rice dumplings! "

【bingo!bingo!I won! 】

【Broken Lucky Bag】

【Broken Lucky Bag】

[Participating in lucky bag draws more than a dozen times a day, can't I win one? 】

[This is a zongzi made by Fugui!Lucky bag, can you have some eyesight? 】

[I don't care, I don't wear gloves when I pack it, and I don't eat unhygienic things. 】

[The upstairs is here again, right? 】

Zuo Qiongqiong asked Wang Huiling to take a few photos of zongzi, post them on Weibo and draw another ten people.

In this way, fans on both the platform and Weibo can participate in the lottery.

"Okay, that's the end of today's live broadcast. Family members who haven't bought it can go to my Weibo to participate in the lucky draw! Good night everyone!"

After turning off the live broadcast, Zuo Qiongqiong wrapped the remaining glutinous rice and threw it into the pot.

The zongzi that was put in just now is already cooked, take it out and just make today's dinner.

"You can take back whatever you want to eat, and I will put the rest in the refrigerator, and I will come to the studio tomorrow to pack and send it out."

Zuo Qiongqiong peeled a sweet rice dumpling, after work, she still needs to eat something sweet to be comfortable!

After a few people finished their work for the day, the rice dumplings in the second pot were all ripe.

Put it in the refrigerator, turn off the lights and get off work.

When they drove home, the two little groups had already fallen asleep, Lu Qingze was handling work in the living room, and Mei Hongmin and Xie Xinguo were watching a popular bitter drama.

"I'm back! Do you want an extra meal?"

Zuo Qiongqiong shook the zongzi in his hand.

Put it in an insulated lunch box, and it was still warm when I got home, so it was just right to eat at this time.

Zuo Qiongqiong peeled off the sweet and salty rice dumplings and cut them with a knife. The glutinous rice is not easy to digest at night, so he can't eat so much.

"Grandma Mei, thank you Grandpa, how about a taste?"

The two old people were naturally very happy to eat the freshly cooked zongzi, and the zongzi wrapped in fresh leaves had a fragrance.

The glutinous rice is soft and glutinous, the sauce meat melts in the mouth, and the oil bursts out in the mouth.

"That's right, Xiao Zuo, your skills are really as good as that of the breakfast shop!" Xie Xinguo praised.

Zuo Qiongqiong smiled and said: "Okay, then I will open a breakfast shop after graduation!"

"Come over and eat dinner." Lu Qingze's voice sounded behind him, holding the dinner specially left for them by Aunt Zhou in his hand.

Wang Huiling ate a sample snack when she was in the studio, and now she is no longer hungry, so she went back to her room to sleep.

Only Zuo Qiongqiong was left to eat dinner by himself.

Lu Qingze was sitting next to her, tapping the keyboard of the laptop with his fingers, it seemed that he was in a bad mood.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Zuo Qiongqiong leaned over and asked in a low voice.

Lu Qingze glanced at the few rice dumplings left on the table, and immediately looked away, "I'm not unhappy."

Zuo Qiongqiong: "."

This is not unhappy, it's almost like writing the word unhappy on his face.

"Then do you want a little wonton?" She sent the spoon in her hand.

The man frowned slightly, but still opened his mouth and swallowed the wonton.

Holding back a smile, Zuo Qiongqiong quickly finished eating the wontons in the bowl and put them into the dishwasher.

Pretending not to see the eyes behind her, she put the zongzi into the refrigerator without changing her expression, "Let's go, it's time for a break."

"Ah."

His face darkened even more.

Zuo Qiongqiong pulled him, bounced and said goodbye to the two old people.

After returning to the room, she immediately hung on him and asked, "Are you angry because I don't give you rice dumplings?"

Lu Qingze supported her, rubbed her nose, and nodded.

If outsiders saw this, they might say that Zuo Qiongqiong bullied Lu Qingze, even refusing to let him eat a zongzi.

"You have a bad stomach, so you can't eat this kind of indigestible food at night. There's still some in the refrigerator. You can eat it with Zuo Guang Zuo Fan tomorrow."

"Okay, let me taste it first."

Lu Qingze lowered his head, and accurately found her lips in the unlit room.

Where is the taste of zongzi? What I ate just now were wontons!

Zuo Qiongqiong raised her head, put her arms around his neck, and accepted the other party's soliciting kiss in a relaxed posture.

I understand everything I understand.
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Soon, the weather warmed up.

The kindergarten summer vacation of the two small groups also started, and Zuo Qiongqiong began to enjoy his last free time.

After discussing with Lu Qingze, he decided to take the two regiments back to Zuojia Village during the summer vacation.

What is there to do in town after the holidays?It is more comfortable to go back to the village.

But before going back, he still has to go to Haishi. Wen Shuning was sulked because he didn't go back last time during the holiday, so this time he's going to coax her.