Punch: From third-rate anchor to top chef

Chapter 485 464

Hearing Li Xiao's praise for the missionary.

Many people in the live broadcast room raised objections.

"It must have been done just to promote religion."

"Opening a new type of school to attract children is just to cultivate his religious beliefs from an early age."

"Ask a friend to come over to set up a clinic. I'm afraid they don't come here to do human experiments?"

"Isn't religion the villain behind the scenes in the novel?"

"On the surface, he is upright and kind, but behind the scenes is a big boss."

"Calm down, Catholicism is not a cult. Is there anything wrong with people doing so many good things to spread religion?"

"I also think there is nothing wrong with believing in religion, as long as you don't get too addicted."

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I saw almost one-sided condemnation in the live broadcast room.

Li Xiao frowned slightly.

"That's a bit inappropriate to say."

"This French missionary dedicated his life here."

"Perhaps his original intention was to preach, so he did so many things for the local townspeople."

"But even if it's a good person who pretends to be a good person, then a person who has pretended to be a good person all his life."

"I don't think the other party can be called a bad person anyway."

"You can not praise, but I don't think he should accept slander."

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Li Xiao's words made the live broadcast room suddenly quiet.

See the slander of swiping the screen disappear.

Li Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.

What he saw was that the other party really brought the necessary help to Qingyan Town at that time.

He doesn't care whether he preaches or not.

After all, the Han Kingdom was originally a multi-belief country.

Most of the people living in the Han Dynasty are self-interested pan-believers.

Many times a person will believe and worship Taoism, Buddhism, Catholicism at the same time.

It can be devoutly worshiped, chanted, and prayed in places of different beliefs.

But if you want the people of the Han Dynasty to make too many sacrifices for these religious beliefs, I am afraid that most people will shake their heads and refuse.

To put it bluntly, most Han people have the habit of picking up the bowl to eat and putting down the bowl to scold their mothers.

It is simply impossible to really want him to betray the interests of the country because of his religion.

Shaking his head and forgetting these messy things, Li Xiao walked around this dilapidated Catholic church that had become a tourist attraction.

Got today's first destination.

The champion Qingyan pig's feet.

A red pennant was planted on the ground with a black wooden pole.

The pennant is fluttering in the wind, which looks like a restaurant in ancient times.

Since the time is still relatively early, the line here is not too long, there are only about a dozen people in line.

Li Xiao took the camera and walked to the end of the line.

While waiting, he took the time to introduce the origin of this store to the audience.

"It is said that more than 200 years ago, Zhao Yijiong, a student from Qingyan Town, Guiyang, studied very hard and often studied his homework until late at night."

"One night, he suddenly felt a little hungry, so he went to a night stall on North Street and bought two braised pig's feet. He praised them while eating."

"The stall owner was very moved, so he stepped forward and said: 'Congratulations, young master, congratulations, young master'."

"The student asked in bewilderment: 'What's the joy?'"

"The stall owner smiled and said: 'Young master, if you eat this pig's foot, you will definitely be named on the gold list. 'Hoof' and 'title' have the same pronunciation. It's a good omen, a good omen.'"

"Zhao Yijiong laughed when he heard this, but he didn't take it seriously. But not long after, Zhao Yijiong went to Beijing to take the exam, and he was indeed the number one in high school."

"Zhao Yijiong's No. [-] Scholar feels that he was able to be No. [-] in high school because of the festive words of the stall owner back then."

"So when I returned to Qingyan Town, I specially sent a vice pennant to the stall owner. On the pennant was written the No. [-] Scholar Qingyan Pig's Knuckle."

Speaking of this, Li Xiao just walked to the stall owner's stall.

Seeing that Li Xiao was broadcasting live, the round-faced stall owner echoed with a smile on his face:

"This little brother is not only tall and handsome, but he also tells a good story."

"The stall owner is our wife and grandpa."

"However, that pennant has long been damaged and lost, and this one is newly made by us."

"Our craft of making young pig's feet has been passed down for more than 200 years."

"Absolutely authentic, all audiences in front of the camera are welcome to come and taste."

Good guy, are you so skilled?
Seeing the other party so proud, Li Xiao couldn't help but tease:

"Please, return your wife and grandfather, this has been passed down for so many generations."

"I'm afraid that more than [-]% of the Qingyan pig's feet in the entire Qingyan Town are all passed down from the same wife and grandfather?"

Far away, the stall owner was not annoyed at Li Xiao's debunking, and said nonsense with a smile:

"Of course, after all, my wife and grandfather married a third-bedroom concubine."

"Up to now, there are more than 30 of my peers, and that number is quite large."

"However, those of them are all offshoots and have no real inheritance."

"I'm the eldest son and grandson. Otherwise, why am I the most famous for making pig's feet? Are you right?"

Boy, there's still some truth to this nonsense.

Li Xiao didn't continue to brag to the other party:

"The pig's feet here are sold by the catty, right?"

The stall owner with a round face, Chick Pecking Rice, smiled and nodded
"Yes, yes, 58 yuan a catty. The ones without juice are all good hooves, and there is no more blunt meat."

"Okay, just a catty."

"Okay, do you want to chop it up?"

"No, no, just go straight up."

"expert!"

"Don't dare."

Li Xiao scanned the QR code to pay, took Qingyan's pig's foot and sat down in the corner.

There is a system prompt in my ear:

[Ding dong, you have checked in successfully. The gourmet restaurant you checked in is: [No. [-] Scholar Qingyan Pig’s Knuckle]]

[200 years of inheritance from generation to generation]

[The only Qingyan pig's feet in Qingyan Town that uses fresh pig's feet]

【The brine used is more than 100 years old】

【Old but not proud】

[Can sell 2000 pig feet a day]

[The price is not bad]

[Chef: 1-star senior chef: Zhao Shanyue]

"Ding dong, the system scores, [No. 4 Scholar Qingyan Pig's Knuckle] has a rating of [-] stars."

"Ding Dong, you have received a 4-star gourmet store check-in reward"

[Ability: Mastery of making Qingyan pig feet]

[Ability introduction: You have learned how to make an unforgettable Qingyan pig's foot. 】

[Money: 10000 yuan]

【Fame: 40】

[Fame introduction: 1 point of fame will allow 10 strangers to know you through different channels]

Li Xiao was a little surprised.

I thought the stall owner was bragging, but I didn't expect it to be real.

Just from the pot of brine that has been used for 100 years, it can be seen that the inheritance of the main family that the other party said should be true.

After all, this thing belongs to the secret recipe, and in ancient times, it was passed on from male to female, and not from descendant to descendant.

If you can get brine, even if it is not the main vein, it must be the most loved by the head of the family.

Moreover, in a commercial area full of money.

Basically, they do business with no repeat customers.

He is actually willing to use fresh pig's feet, just because of his attitude.

Even if the taste is mediocre, Li Xiao is willing to promote it to him, not to mention that this is a full 4 stars, and it needs to be greatly praised.

(End of this chapter)