It's two hours in line for a sauna. Sounds like a story. The old pickles turn the roadside into traffic codes, 500 bottoms a day, and the weekend is closed — the boss says it's not hunger marketing, it's hard to get through。
What's the magic of pickles? 12 hours of saline bath for pickles and the smell of the throats off; then fragrance oil, saffron, sauerkraut, three pots to shovel down, salted with sweets and sweets, and a sip like a porcelain in his ear: "the tunnel!" what's more, it's mixed with some secret syrup, and the salty party shakes hands。
How do you cut 30% of the flour money? Master wang put a handprint on the farmers in the neighbouring village: i'll give you three years of wheat, you sell me a little lower than the market price. It's better than handing out flyers. The material weighs up to two grams by error, one point less, and the master says, "the smell runs," which sounds like coercion, but it's about locking profits in the noodles。

It's the four o'clock of the morning. In the camera, master wang's skin was dyed white with flour, and his breath was covered with bgm like a blowtorch. The blind box is more likely to be a chicken thief, with a “year-round free coupon” hidden in 100 places, with young girls crying on the spot, and video searches, which are much cheaper than buying promotions。
Don't give it up. There's a hole behind the vibe. Southern friends frown first: pickle? Sweet? Water and soil are true; people next door have changed the sign to "old old pickles" and replicated stickers without changing; and once again, a food safety check is made, the flow can change。

But the market prefers this "earth." last year, the local snack track was 800 billion, and the pancakes were able to split themselves by more than 50 billion. Four “same money” appeared on this street in three months, and wang was not afraid. He was thinking of a fast-frozen version, a factory pot, a home oven for eight minutes to reheat, and a skin bag; he was sending the material up, applying for a non-funner, writing the “three-fun” in the local register and later pretending to go straight to the cultural board。
The traditional snacks want to be red, and it's just a sentence: first, to sharpen the old craft into a sharp blade and then to put on an internet shell. It sounds like a slogan, it falls on the face, it's the 12 hours of salt water, it's called the 2 grams, it's the morning video. As soon as the wind blows in the old city, the cakes fall out of the ground, and the next chance — if you can pick it up, it's up to who's hot。




