How could Meng Yuan not remember? Her mouth is faster than her brain. "Remember, the food there is so delicious. I think it tastes better than what my mother cooks!"
After realizing what she said, she quickly covered her mouth and said, "Teacher, please cut this sentence out so that my mother can't see it."
If a food blogger's food is not delicious, she will be torn into pieces by two people!
On the screen, the big pot was steaming, and the aroma of the vegetables seemed to escape from the screen.
Su Yang and the two ate fried chicken and watched the live broadcast in front of them quietly.
"Director, do you want the two people to switch anchors? There will be no sense of conflict during post-processing."
The assistant reminded in a low voice.
The female director stretched out her hand to stop him: "No, the current state is very good."
When the twenty-minute countdown ended, the middle-aged man opened the lid of the pot and said, "Let's eat!"
"I am very happy to come to our village today. I have prepared chicken legs and stewed cabbage for everyone. There is also rice and steamed buns. You can get whatever you want to eat, everyone can get it!
I wish you all peace and longevity! "
The elderly people have already queued up consciously, holding their rice bowls and waiting for food.
"It looks delicious at first glance." Meng Yuan murmured.
Su Yang nodded, "This person is the chef of a certain hotel. He has been a master chef for more than 20 years. Can the food he cooks not be delicious?" ]
[The family is kind-hearted and spends two days every week to cook for the elderly in the surrounding villages. ]
[Here, take a look, this big spoonful is more than the ten spoonfuls the aunt in the cafeteria had! ]
Su Yang wiped his hands silently. He couldn't help it, so he gave the other party two big planes, which was regarded as helping the left-behind elderly man.
She thought she was doing it covertly, but the next second she heard a woman's voice:
"This friend named Su Yang doesn't need to pay for gifts, just click likes for free."
Su Yang:!
Why is it your own size? Isn't it her own account that she usually logs in to?
Meng Yuan sat upright suddenly, "Have you given the gift?"
The eyes of the staff in the room also sat on her.
Su Yang drank a Coke to calm down, "I said my hand slipped. Do you believe me?"
This morning: [Who? Who was the anchor talking about just now? 】
Bought a portion of dumplings: [Is this Su Yang? Did I hear it wrong? Su Yang also likes to watch this kind of live broadcast? 】
He Lianglong Baozi: [What Su Yang? 】
Yes, I haven’t finished eating: [Is it fake? It must be a fake one from a fan. Don’t you still have work at this time? 】
I ate for a whole day: [It’s true! You guys click in and see the information on the first list, which is the authenticated Su Yang’s account! 】
Ordering in moderation: [Ahhhhhh! There are so many Su Yang fans here, do they all hide them so deeply? 】
Su Yang decisively admitted her mistake: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
The female director herself didn't mean to blame her, "It's okay, this is your freedom."
"Wait a minute, look."
Meng Yuan said hurriedly, "Look, there are many people offering gifts in the live broadcast room!"
Like shepherd's purse dumplings: [My sister has already bought gifts, so naturally I want to support the anchor too! 】
I want to have fried chicken for lunch tomorrow: [Come on anchor, there are really not many people who can persist in making love meals now. 】
I can’t finish writing: [The reward is not much, but it is enough to buy two chicken drumsticks. Rounding up, there are two drumsticks in this pot of chicken drumsticks for my treat. 】
Go to bed tonight: [Is Su Yang still in the live broadcast room? 】
Fight again tomorrow: [I gave a little reward, I hope my grandparents can take good care of themselves at home. 】
"Wait a minute, everyone, be sensible and stop tipping." The woman said, but she could not stop the enthusiasm of netizens in the live broadcast room.
"Don't give it away, don't give it away!"
The woman and the middle-aged couple quickly closed the tipping channel, thinking that it would be fine, but this did not bother netizens.
I got up with difficulty: [Sisters, there are spicy strips in his window, they are super delicious! I took two orders! 】
Maybe it's a cold: [I don't like snacks, so I took some necessary paper towels and laundry detergent. 】
Buying medicine on a food delivery app: [The student party has little money, so I gave you 2,000 likes. 】
It cost fifty yuan: [I went to the window display and bought a lot of good things. If you want, you can go and have a look. 】
I hope everyone: [Like Su Yang, I quickly used two big rockets with my quick eyes and hands, hoping to restore blood to the anchor. 】
Pay attention to your health: [I am a marketing account, we will do this theme tomorrow! 】
In just half an hour, the number of people in the live broadcast room increased from 5,000 to 50,000 people watching online, and people continued to come in.
Although I can’t send gifts, likes and follows, I haven’t missed a single one.
The woman holding the camera thought there was a bug in the system when she saw so many people.
"We have a love food truck here, and we go to the countryside to cook delicious food for the elderly for free."
"Why are there so many people? Don't leave your comments so fast, I can't see them."
"What I'm cooking today is chicken drumsticks with cabbage and vermicelli inside. It's stewed so well that even the elderly can eat it."
"It's getting cold now, and it gets dark earlier. From now on, we'll do it at noon."
Ladlefuls of large stew were put into the old people's lunch boxes, and the steam was rising from the big pot, which was very smoky.
Su Yang instantly looked down on the fried chicken and Coke in front of her. She didn't even dare to think how comfortable it would be to have such a hot bowl of stew on a cool autumn night.
Soon, the middle-aged man distributed all the dishes to the old people.
"It's already seven o'clock. I'll ask the village party secretary to see if there are any old people who haven't eaten dinner and if there are four or five servings left. If there's no one left, we'll eat the remaining meals."
The middle-aged man gave a simple smile and was stunned when he saw the number of people in the live broadcast room on the screen, "Why are there so many people?"
I don’t know if it’s Yang or pneumonia: [Brother, come on! I support caring people like you! 】
Already losing his sense of taste: [Brother, we seem to be in the same city. Our family sells pork. You can contact me to buy ingredients and I can give you a discount! 】
Uncomfortable: [My family grows in a greenhouse, so I have a lot of vegetables at home. If you need anything, you can contact me at any time. 】
What the middle-aged man and his wife didn't know was that although they had turned off the gift-giving function, someone was still spending money to promote it, hoping that this act of love would be seen by more people.
After the live broadcast ended, Su Yang casually clicked on the recommended live broadcast below. It was a beautiful woman sitting in front of the camera enjoying delicious food.
It looked like a very fragrant scene, but Su Yang and Meng Yuan's hearts were still in the last live broadcast room.
Su Yang sighed: "The food truck is really amazing. It goes to different villages and towns every week to cook. From spring to autumn, it never stops."
This is not only something you can do if you have money, not to mention that the other party is an ordinary person who rarely even accepts advertisements.
It is an ordinary food-themed show, but the theme has been sublimated since the recording. (End of chapter)
