[Sixty's delicate bags won by advertising]
Ye Miao huddled in the adobe house and gnawed on the buns, her cheeks throbbing with soreness - who would have thought that the squeamish young lady for twenty years would be transformed into an orphan girl without a father or a mother in the 1960s?
Until there was a ding in my mind: [Welcome to bind the "Advertising Wealth System" and complete advertising tasks every day to exchange for supplies~]
Others traveled through space to plant spiritual springs and use the system to become beautiful, but it was better for her to bind a broken system that involved watching ads in exchange for steamed buns.
"Dear, you can choose not to watch ads~" the mechanical voice reminded thoughtfully.
Ye Miao lowered her head and took a bite of the fried chicken leg she had just redeemed. The aroma of oil mixed with the gravy exploded in her mouth. Then she glanced at Aunt Zhang next door, who was holding the steamed buns, and chewed twice: "Look! I prefer to look!"
From morning to night, she squatted on the wall and painted advertisements: "Buy XX soap, the whole family will not be stained with dust~" "XX milk powder, the baby will be fat after drinking it~" In exchange for the white flour steamed buns, they were piled up in a hill, and the pickles and lumps were replaced with canned meat.
But no one told her——
One day after finishing the ads, the system suddenly popped up a pink bubble: [Congratulations to the host for completing the hidden task, and reward a high-quality boyfriend x 1!
Ye Miao stared at the man in military uniform with a cold face in front of her, the tips of her ears felt hot: "Is this, is this from an advertisement?"
The man raised his eyebrows and pinched her face: "Well, you have seen so many of my ads, so you should be responsible."
Yes, the days of being a delicate girl seem to be getting sweeter~
Purpose: Let readers cherish food through the experience of the protagonist of this article