Chapter 41: Fans are frightened, and the anchor is bringing food again!!

"Don't say much!"

"What I bring to you today is that the goods are not ordinary, they are cherries that belong to our Xia Kingdom, and they were royal tributes in the past, and ordinary people can't eat them at all!"

Zhao Feng finally got on the right track and began to introduce today's products to you in earnest.

As he spoke, he had already pulled a large basket of cherries like little red lanterns from the side and placed them in front of the camera for everyone to enjoy.

And in his mouth, the cherry in front of him has been praised by him to the point that this thing should only be at the level of heaven, and even the ancient emperor is reluctant to eat it.

The audience in the live broadcast room was dizzy to hear it, and they were a little suspicious of the taste of this thing.

After all, their anchor still has the honorary title of Black Garlic Warrior, which makes it difficult for them to imagine the other party's taste and vision in food.

It's not that they suspect Zhao Feng of cheating, but they have learned from the past, and they all agree that maybe the things chosen by the anchor have good nutritional value, but in terms of taste, ordinary people may not be able to accept it.

"Is this really good?"

"That's right, can the anchor help taste it, if it's sweet, we'll definitely buy it!"

"Please be sure to taste it, as long as it's delicious, I'll place an order immediately!"

Seeing that the fans were doubting themselves, Zhao Feng was very angry and questioned the fans on the spot:

"What is this?"

"Am I still going to lie to you?"

"Baotian Town cherries are known as the treasures of fruits, with a history of more than 1,000 years, ancient special tributes, can they not be sweet?"

As he spoke, Zhao Feng picked up a handful of cherries from the basket in front of him, about five or six.

In front of everyone in the live broadcast room, he picked off the small handfuls on the cherries one by one.

"Look at it, Baotian Town cherries, sweet or not!"

As he spoke, Zhao Feng stuffed all the cherries in his hand into his mouth, and when he bit hard, the epidermis cracked, and countless sour juices burst out and poured into his mouth.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and a large amount of saliva was secreted in his mouth to neutralize the acidity, and at the same time, looking at his facial features, they had already twisted together hideously, and his handsome face was no longer there.

But even so, Zhao Feng still did not forget his own work, for the sake of the establishment, for the sake of no one to dare to shout in front of him in the future.

He shouted with all his might: "Cherry, sweet~~~~"

In the next second, he turned his head at the speed of light, like a pea shooter, and quickly launched the cherry in his mouth, and then quickly turned his head again, and showed a slightly stiff smile to face the camera again.

The above actions seem cumbersome, but they are all completed in only one second, which is comparable to the speed of light, especially the fans, who are filled with their brains by the sudden huge change, and their brains are instantly down, and their expressions become extremely sluggish.

As everyone knows, Zhao Feng is so sick in his heart at the moment.

I knew that this mission was not good, I originally thought that the number of 18 million kilograms was already a huge challenge, who would have thought that there would be challenges after the challenge, and when he knew the live broadcast, he knew what the real challenge was.

No, isn't it a shame to sell this thing?

Zhao Feng wanted to ask.

But when he thought of the remuneration that others gave him, it was a compilation, and in an instant, he was calm again.

What's wrong with the acid.

Sell it, sell it, anyway, it's not yourself.

In just a few seconds, Zhao Feng completed the psychological construction for himself.

And at this time, the fans in the live broadcast room gradually woke up from their distractions.

Someone asked suspiciously in the live broadcast room: "What was it just now, it passed in a flash!" ”

"I don't know, is there anyone who can explain it!"

"I, I can, I've been guarding against the anchor for a long time, so every time I watch the anchor's live broadcast, I will record the screen, wait for me, I'll watch the live broadcast!"

After this netizen finished speaking, he stopped speaking, obviously really went to find the replay, and other fans were also very patient when they saw this.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng panicked.

This Nima is doing this, won't he be exposed, how will the product be brought when the time comes, and how will the fans fool?

"Oops, hey, no, really!"

"My reputation, you know, I never cheat fans, my consistent principle is to rob clearly!"

"Baotian Town Cherry, royal tribute, can I still lie to you?"

Zhao Feng is still trying to make the last struggle, and after such a delay, the netizen who left the live broadcast replay before has gone and returned.

The other party didn't say a word, and came up and threw a picture up.

In the photo, Zhao Feng's distorted expression was vivid, not only that, but the other party also turned his head to make a spitting shape, and it could be clearly seen that a cherry had been sprayed out, and its speed was so fast that it even dragged out the afterimage.

Suddenly.

The audience was silent.

There are one by one in the live broadcast room, squatting in front of the mobile phone screen, their eyes are dull, their brains seem to have been drained, and they don't know what to say.

It's hard for them to imagine how unpalatable this thing must be to be squirted by the anchor?

The public screen in the entire live broadcast room was silent, and everyone even forgot to type.

Looking at such a strange scene, Zhao Feng also felt his scalp tingle, and he didn't know how to speak.

A few seconds later.

A few sporadic comments finally drifted across the public screen.

When Zhao Feng saw it, it was like a basin of cold water poured down from his head, and the whole heart was cold, and he thought sadly in his heart, knowing that the money was not easy to make now.

"Hehehehe, big cherries in Baotian Town, it's so sweet."

"The royal family is urgent, a thousand years of history!"

"Known as the treasure of fruits!"

"Can the anchor describe how sweet this big cherry is, let's talk about it in detail, so as to leave a deep impact on the fans, okay!"

"That's right, it's better to taste it yourself, taste a little more!"

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the comment area of the entire live broadcast room has been occupied by crooked tendencies, and the fans present are counted as one, and they hold on to Zhao Feng's handle.

Zhao Feng also saw at this moment that these guys were going to teach him a lesson today.

At that moment, he couldn't help but show a bitter face, turned his head to look at Chen Jiang on the side, and said in his heart, Chen Jiang City Lord, you can hurt me, I knew that I would have said it would be so sour?

Can you still control your expression, isn't it, what should I do if there is a live broadcast accident?

The words are divided into two ends.

Chen Jiang was also panicked here, especially when he saw a large number of negative comments in the comment area, the anger in his heart rose gradually.

"Who the hell took out the cherries that were sold, and why could they make such a low-level mistake?"

Because the flesh of the cherries is too tender and not easy to transport, the ones shipped to other places are often not fully ripe, so the taste is extremely sour.

But now, Zhao Feng is bringing goods for them, and he must not take this kind of immature, he must be fully mature.

As Zhao Feng said, the fully ripe Baotian Town cherries are large and thin-skinned, delicious and nutritious, so they can be selected as the royal family's emergency supply.

Who would have thought that such a good selling point would be messed up by his gang of people.

There was silence.

Everyone lowered their heads, no one spoke, and the atmosphere was depressing to the extreme.

(End of chapter)