Retirement Tiandao Online Poverty Alleviation

He Yan quietly walked back to the bedroom, the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong.

Because he likes to study new products in dessert shops at home, he never buys less pots and pans, and there are three frying pans for frying.

The mess on the countertop is because there are too many things, all of which are useful, and it is not easy to store them in the cabinet, so they have to be piled outside.

But judging from his quick glance just now, the things in the kitchen seem... a lot less?

When he was puzzled, the mobile phone WeChat "ding ding" rang twice.

[Dead Money Fan]: "Yanyan! Look at the trending searches, quickly look at the trending searches! Your ghost is on the trending list!"

[He Yan]: "?"

【Dead Wealth Fan】: "[Link]"

He Yan clicked on the link and saw a post titled "Do you think the kitchen you fried is the kitchen fried?"

The content of the post is a 15-minute up-to-date gourmet up master rollover video.He Qiyi was second to last.

The video of He Qiyi fried pork ribs is played along with the song "Yiyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" to He Qiyi's He Qiyi fried pork ribs is played in the video.

The blogger specially cut a serious video of He Qiyi holding the frozen ribs, and added a line of words "at this time the ribs don't know what it is about to experience".

Immediately afterwards, He Qiyi threw the ribs into the oil pan without drying the water, and the blogger zoomed in on the scene of several ribs being released from prison.The barrage is full of hahahahahahahaha.

In the end, the singing disappeared, and it was He Qiyi who put the surviving ribs on a plate and showed them to the camera: "Fried pork ribs with garlic."

He Yan: "..."

He knows it!If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

He Yan scrolled through the comments and found that there were not many complaints. They were all kind comments, and there were quite a few who were fans.

Comment No. 45: Although the hands and voice of the second player are very good (I don’t pretend to be lsp)

Comment No. 46: Is there any guidance for the bottom two!His calmness moved me hahahahahahaha Tai Coca -Cola!

Comment #78: Tomorrow I'll go eat garlic pork ribs in condolences [funny]

Comment No. 90: I found it, the second one is on the small TV, and the ID is "Tianyan [-]"

This name... really has the style of He Qiyi.

"Ding Ding" twice, Qian Duoduo sent another message.

[Dead Money Fan]: "Hahahahahahahahaha, your ghost is quite funny!"

[Dead Money Fan]: "Hey, I said that he is actually suitable for this job, he is talented. After a while, he has thousands of fans."

He Yan replied with an emoji of "Go away", clicked on the small TV website, and searched for He Qiyi's account.

Sure enough, as Qian Duoduo said, the account of Tianyan Sijiu already has more than 8000 followers.He Qi has only performed two live broadcasts, but has not posted any videos, so he has no feedback.

He Yan pressed a few on the small pink attention button, walked out of the bedroom, and prepared to count how many pots and pans he had lost.

According to the video, the frying pan must be useless, and the chopsticks are hard to say.Sure enough, He Yan searched all over the kitchen but couldn't find his frying pan, lost his temper immediately, and decided to deduct another sum from He Qiyi's salary.

But at present, He Qiyi is basically doing a free job for him. He doesn't need money, and he is willing to work hard. Apart from eating a lot and being a bear from time to time, he seems to have no shortcomings.

While mourning for his little pot, He Yan opened the cabinet under the countertop.

Because of the need for water pipes, this place can't put too many things.In the past, He Yan would just leave it empty, and at most put some cleaning supplies.

But now, there are small pots full of them.All pasted and copied are arranged in the free space.

At night, an unbearable and helpless cry came from the house: "He-Qi-Yi!"