The barrage asking for a food tasting instantly flooded the screen, drowning out all the barrage that was originally in the middle of a quarrel.
After being busy all afternoon, Wen Jiu was also a little hungry. She brought the steaming fried chicken pieces to her mouth and bit down gently. The white chicken and the crispy yellow skin were eaten into her mouth together.
Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the chicken wrapped in golden batter is fried to a crisp, and the aroma of fat permeates everywhere.
["I'm so hungry": Help, the child's saliva is almost drowning him! 】
["Pumpkin Daguanan": Woohoo, even though I can't see Sister Fucai eating, just hearing the crunching sound makes me almost die! 】
["The Man Like the Wind": Maybe it just looks delicious, can you guys stop looking like a starving ghost reincarnated just by smelling it and looking at the appearance?]
This keyboard warrior is still voicing his opinions against the wind. If he can wipe away the drool flowing from his mouth at this time, he may be more convincing.
["Chris wants to eat five bowls": That cool man in front, if you can, don't grab the tasting spot later. If you do, I'll curse you for not being able to eat delicious food every time! You can only live on nutrient solution for the rest of your life! 】
["The Man Like the Wind": Okay, whoever grabs the trial spot will be the dog!]
Unfortunately, the barrage of their quarrel could not affect the other viewers who were dazzled by the aroma of fried chicken. Everyone was eager to try it quickly.
"Well, after I finish eating, I will open a trial quota for everyone." Wen Jiu licked his lips and picked up another piece of fried chicken to enjoy.
On the other side, Qiao Shishi and Li Qingyu were also completely intoxicated by the aroma of fried chicken. The two of them seemed to be not afraid of the heat, finishing the fried chicken on their plates with flying speed.
Different from the dark version of fried chicken that the school distributed before, the fried chicken made by Wen Jiu has a fluffy and crispy shell, and the thickness of the coating is just right, so it doesn't taste too heavy.
The chicken inside is soft and tender, and the spicy smell is constantly exuding from the snow-white chicken.
"You ate six pieces and I only ate five. You should give me the last piece, right?"
Li Qingyu and Qiao Shishi were so engrossed in eating that they didn't realize until they both finished chewing the chicken nuggets and reached out again that there was only the last piece left on the plate.
"No, the six pieces I ate before were not as big as the five pieces you ate, so I should eat this piece." After hearing what Li Qingyu said, Qiao Shishi retorted decisively in a low voice.
"You're talking nonsense. I clearly saw that the pieces you ate were bigger!" Li Qingyu never thought that he would quarrel with others for a long time over a piece of fried chicken. You have to know that since he was a child, whenever he wants something, his family members They will all be brought to him.
Only the delicious food made by Wen Jiu.
Apart from queuing up to buy in the canteen, he could only eat as a dishwasher.
Thinking of this, Li Qingyu didn't want to worry about gentlemanly behavior. He raised his hand and was about to grab the last piece of fried chicken.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Shishi's reaction was a few seconds faster than his. Just when he was about to touch the fried chicken, Qiao Shishi took the plate away.
So he could only watch Qiao Shishi eating fried chicken and grit his teeth.
"The fried chicken this time was very successful." Wen Jiu finally finished eating the fried chicken. She picked up the handkerchief and wiped her hands. At this time, the barrage was going on.
[The anchor is really not a human being!]
Alas, she doesn't want to eat in public either. It's not just because I'm busy working and making money that I don't have time to eat.
"Okay, okay, we'll start tasting it right away."
Wen Jiu poured the remaining Caiyu chicken pieces into the oil pan twice and fried them. The chicken pieces continued to swell in the golden oil, and the aroma of meat and oil merged together, drifting out in waves.
["Chris wants to eat five bowls": I want to report Sister Fortune! The reason is that I can't eat it! 】
["Banana": I am a student, I ordered Sister Fortune to quickly prepare fried chicken and give me a QAQ! 】
["Brother Monkey": Sister Fortune, will you take the order? I can pay a high price to buy fried chicken, but I don't want to compete for a trial quota. 】
The bullet screens kept beating, causing Wen to purse his lips and hold back laughter for a long time.
After frying for about seven or eight minutes, Wen Jiu took out the fried chicken with a strainer and shook it. After the excess oil and water dripped off, she poured the fried chicken into a large iron plate.
Then, she divided the fried chicken evenly into ten portions on a small plate.
"Everyone, get ready, I'm going to start a tasting."
It was the first time for Wen Jiu to start tasting. Bika Live thoughtfully popped up a novice tutorial, and she followed the above instructions step by step.
She is now a one-star anchor and can only open ten tasting slots. So when Wen Jiu's operation was completed, the rare tasting spot was instantly occupied by more than a thousand viewers competing for it.
["Wanzhou": I actually grabbed it...]
["Chris wants to eat five bowls": The one above! I remember that you always disliked Sister Fa Cai for cooking. Can you give me your place? 】
["Wanzhou": First of all, the rule of Bika Live Broadcast is that the trial quota cannot be transferred. Secondly, I really want to taste what the food made by Sister Fa Cai tastes like. Sorry, try your best next time. 】
["Broken into pieces of glass": Ah ah ah, I'm going crazy, I just came in! I actually missed Sister Fa Cai's first taste! 】
After seeing that the tasting seats were all taken, Wen Jiu continued to follow the instructions, raised the light curtain panel to the maximum, and then used the special function of Bika Live to scan the fried chicken in front of him.
When the scan was completed, I don't know what scientific principle was used, but ten plates of fried chicken disappeared on the counter in an instant.
At this time, a plate of fragrant golden fried chicken appeared in front of those who had grabbed a tasting seat.
Wan Zhou actually doesn't have much ill will towards this anchor named Gong Xi Fa Cai. He was born on a low-level planet with scarce supplies and has lived a life of shortage of food and clothing since he was a child.
He can only rely on the cheapest nutritional solution to fill his stomach every day. Being able to eat a hot meal is a great luxury for him.
So after he became an adult, he worked hard for many years, upgraded to a citizen of an intermediate planet, and lived a life of abundant food and clothing.
But his childhood experience made him cherish food even more, so when he accidentally came across Wen Jiu's live broadcast room, he was a little angry.
The warm cooking method is completely different from the simple boiling and frying that are common nowadays.
This made him feel that Wen Jiu's actions were purely sensational and wanted to gain popularity in this way.
But after watching a few live broadcasts, Wan Zhou discovered that although Wen Jiu's cooking methods were very fancy, he had to say that the food he made was really tempting.
So when the window to compete for a tasting spot popped up in the live broadcast room just now, he decisively clicked on it and started competing.
At this time, a plate of fried chicken with golden crispy skin appeared on his table, and the aroma of meat continued to hit him.
Wan Zhou couldn't bear it anymore, picked up a piece and ate it in his mouth.
The salty gravy flows on the tip of the tongue, with a hint of spiciness. The chicken was tender and flavorful, and the crispy pastry was not greasy at all.
He had eaten fried chicken many times before, but the fried chicken was either half-cooked or so fried that it was so burnt that the meat looked like he was eating paper.
But the fried chicken made by Wen Jiu is full of layers, the meat is very tender, and there is even fragrant juice wrapped in it.
Now that he had tasted it, Wan Zhou finally let go of his inner prejudice against Wen Jiu. He also resisted the idea of continuing to enjoy it. He gave Wen Jiu a lot of gifts and then started to enjoy it to his heart's content.
