Among all the people here, who is not used to seeing grand scenes of delicacies from mountains and seas? But after the real taste of the chicken soup was unsealed, everyone else instinctively developed a swallowing reflex except for the little puppy who had watched Sunny Day cooking and wanted to drool every time.
"Gudong."
The two small robots, who remained unmoved in the face of the temptation of delicious food, were nicknamed the "model workers of the entire restaurant". They stretched out their robotic arms and acted as waiters, helping to distribute bowls of chicken soup to the diners.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Jasmine stopped her careless little son from trying to lick the soup, pinched the little guy's mouth and looked him in the eyes: "You are a puppy, you are afraid of being burned."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu(p_q)" Bobo glanced at his father who had scooped up a spoonful of soup in front of him and blew it. He would drink it in his mouth soon, and the grievance in his heart became even stronger.
It's all the fault of Denver's stupid love brain, so his human form was labeled as the "villain brother" by Sister Qingtian. Otherwise, a cute boy like him would definitely be able to get a job even without being Jin Bao╥﹏╥
Fang Qingnuan had been paying attention to Jinbao who was stuck in the baby seat, fearing that being squeezed by the child would affect its appetite. Seeing the loving interaction between it and Ms. Jasmine, she couldn't help but think of the fortune of being alone at home.
Alas, I kind of regret not bringing Lucky over. Such a good local chicken soup should be given to him to replenish his health.
There is a kind of love, which is called the shit shoveling officer who feels that his furry child lacks food and drink.
Before tasting the chicken soup, she wanted to go off the air, but under the barrage's pleading and the inducement of gifts, she still fought for the audience: "Everyone, do you mind if I start the live broadcast during the meal?"
"Of course I don't mind." "Turn it on, don't turn it off." "Fans are welcome to eat together and give our anchors more gifts~"...
[Spicy and sour crispy radish: I don’t know whether to be moved or jealous for a moment=. =]
[Dong, dong, dong, dong, dong: The excitement made me swallow like crazy. Why is this chicken soup so fragrant? ! 】
[Lucky Mom Fans: Woohoo, I’m starting to raise native chickens now, when will I be able to eat them QAQ]
[Little Tiger doesn’t like vegetables: I’ve asked several farms, but I don’t know where to buy chicks (⊙_◎)]
[Rice-cooking boy: I thought he was a store-visiting host, but he turned out to be a great chef who single-handedly helped Mu’s reputation! 】
[There are several mountains outside Wumeng Mountain: Ah ah ah ah, if I go to the resort entrance to block people, can you kidnap the anchor home and cook for me! 】
Seeing that the comments in the barrage were already developing in a strange direction, and they had even formed a team to tease the anchor about what color sack he would like to be covered with, Fang Qingnuan quickly pulled the live broadcast room back from the edge of being banned by the system, and put his nose to the edge of the bowl Just take a deep breath and stun everyone with the fragrance that works faster than the sustained-release agent.
"It is said that the essence of stewed chicken soup lies in the soup, so friends who are clamoring for chicken can compare and see if this is true." She brought the spoon to her mouth and blew a few times, along the spoon Bian took a gentle sip, and the golden liquid was suddenly reduced by half, "..."
She didn't speak, but drank the remaining soup in the spoon, and then quickly picked up the second spoon.
There was silence in the barrage, and everyone else at the table had almost the same reaction. They were all immersed in drinking soup. Only Bobo looked longingly at the little robot that was physically cooling his soup, and his saliva started to drip again.
For a moment, the new viewers who clicked in because of the popularity of the live broadcast room were recommended. They were a little confused. Is this a live broadcast of table manners in the food area?
Fortunately, the system reminded them in time to turn on taste sharing, allowing them to catch the last train to enjoy chicken soup.
"Because everyone only filled half a bowl of soup, I felt it would be disrespectful to the chicken if I didn't drink it quickly, so, hehe." After the bowl was empty, the anchor said with some embarrassment, and then let the little robots Help take back everyone's empty bowls, and continue to serve everyone a second bowl of chicken soup with chicken.
"They all talk about seafood, but today the local chicken really taught me a lesson. The local fresh food is also very good." She raised the corners of her mouth happily, still recalling the enjoyment of her taste buds just now, "We only add salt." It adds a little bit of flavor, so although the soup looks bright in color, it actually doesn’t taste too strong, and is actually very healing.”
"If the previous lobster porridge was like the heavy rain after the drought, then the local chicken soup is like the gentle breeze and drizzle in spring, infiltrating your body bit by bit until every pore is relaxed." When she said this, her eyes Looking at Mulinfeng with burning eyes, "Teacher Mu, the chickens you raise here are really perfect, and they taste the best in the world!"
"Hahaha, the little anchor is so complimentary, although we usually eat it at home..." As soon as he said this, seeing the calculations in the eyes of the people around him, Professor Mu, who was afraid that the chicken shed would be looted, hurriedly He changed his mind and said, "Occasionally, I can eat it occasionally, but I never thought that cooking it so simply would have the most delicious taste."
Lin Maoshan also felt this: "The highest realm is to return to simplicity and return to nature."
"Indeed, the little anchor's skills have sublimated this chicken." Casper, who was suddenly cued to the nickname of the live broadcast room, also nodded and praised. Fortunately, he was wearing a monitoring bracelet when he came, and he can watch the data directly when he returns later. fluctuation.
Based on his experience in participating in tests these days, anchors who use high-quality ingredients can inject more healing effects into food. I believe this chicken soup with exquisite taste can surprise him.
[Chicken, you taste so good: I’m short of words! I don’t know how to describe the shock brought by this chicken soup! ! 】
[Super Beef Burger: I dragged my roommate and screamed like a chicken! Ouch, ouch, ouch~]
[Crying little furball: It tastes so good that it makes me cry, too little, too little, not enough to drink, anchor]
[Lucky Dad Fans: This chicken is indeed excellent, the little anchor is awesome! 】
[Carrying my big leg of lamb: Will the anchor consider visiting various places in the interstellar in the future? I’m really looking forward to discovering other dusty ingredients]
[Old John, who has three apartments: Little anchor, if you don’t open a health hotel, I will lose ten years of my life [thumping the ground] [crying]]
"For the second bowl of chicken soup, we are mainly here to taste the taste of the chicken. The local chickens exercise much more than the chickens from the chicken farm, so the meat quality is also very different." Fang Qingnuan scooped up a piece of meat in the bowl and found that After finding half a chicken leg, he quietly pulled Jinbao's plate next to him, blew on it to cool it down and put it on it. He saved the soup bowl from the puppy's tongue and said, "Stop licking the bowl, come and eat a piece of meat."
"Ha." Seeing a group of people on the barrage admiring Gouzi for the anchor's preferences, the indifferent baby at home bit his pacifier hard.
King James, who was already full, was in a bad mood after being greedy for chicken soup. He was also grinding his teeth, but he was using freshly mixed sweet and spicy shredded squid. Seeing that his younger son, who always had first-hand good food, was also left out, the old father felt relieved that he was in the same boat. He "opened up" and said to Xiusi: "Look, I said this little anchor is just greedy for you." Mao, wouldn’t you still like it if you were a puppy?”
"You can't say that. If we, Hughes, were here, the little anchor must have eaten this piece of chicken leg meat tightly with him first." The queen who couldn't hear her son being pulled and trampled immediately protected the calf, and then comforted her son, " My dear, maybe the host will come back tonight with some fresh chicken to feed you, and the whole chicken will be yours."
"Haha, he looks like he doesn't even have all his teeth now, so it would be nice if he could drink some soup." King James had something to say, "How are you? When are you going to come back?" (End of Chapter)
