Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 425 The Kicked Club

One sentence, Master Fan, made the comments lively in an instant.

[Master Fan is here, there must be no rollover. 】

[This is also what I want to say, Xiaohe can turn over, but Master Fan can't. 】

【At any rate, save some face for Xiaohe. 】

[It's okay, I think Xiaohe agrees with us in the same way. 】

[Yes, I think Xiaohe believes in Master Fan more than we do. 】

At this time, Fu Yunhe stretched out his hand to pick up the seasoning, and took it back.

"Everyone is very right. I don't trust Master Fan in general."

"On our planet, everyone from the owner to the three-year-old baby loves Master Fan's craftsmanship."

【I'm actually envious of the three-year-old baby in Dakou. 】

【Me too, birth is the end of our efforts. 】

[Daily inquiry, when will you recruit people? 】

Fu Yunhe didn't answer the netizens' questions, but started to adjust the stew.

"This is garlic water, bring some. Sesame paste, you must have it."

"In this small pot are bean curds and veal meatballs, which are boiled in high broth. A little bit of soup is mixed with bean curds, and there are two small meatballs."

Under the camera, several things have already been placed in the bowl containing the stew, and Fu Yunhe didn't stir it, because the garlic water and sesame paste are relatively thin.

After pouring it in, it all sank to the bottom of the bowl, and there was still a little bit of residue on it, and the taste was soaked in very well.

"If you like spicy food, you can add some chili, green onion and coriander, etc., it's all according to your own preferences."

In the camera, Fu Yunhe sprinkled a little coriander on top, embellished with emerald green, which made this bowl of stew seem to have a soul.

【It's over, my saliva started to secrete. 】

[When I poured the garlic juice and sesame sauce, I couldn't help it. 】

[The taste of sesame paste is really super healing. After eating Liangpi once, I fell in love with it. 】

[Me too, it's just that there are very few sesame seeds in StarCraft, almost none. 】

[I can't even afford it. 】

Fu Yunhe still didn't speak, and kept making stews with different flavors, some with chili peppers and some without coriander.

After finishing ten copies in total, Fu Yunhe finally spoke.

"I'll give you a taste of a bowl, and then start the live broadcast."

Fu Yunhe picked up the first bowl of stew he made, with a spoon in his other hand.

For the first spoonful, he just scooped a little bit of the top lightly, and the trembling stew was sent into his mouth.

"Well, the taste of the stew is very unique. The outer skin is a little burnt, and the inside is a little soft. The taste of the sesame paste is much more fragrant, and the garlic juice is revived on the tip of the tongue. There is also a little broth flowing in the mouth. , the unique aroma of coriander, delicious."

[I think he is taking revenge on us. 】

【When do you think he will remember and give us a trial. 】

【Listening to this frantic voice, I don't think one bowl is enough. 】

[It's over, the boss is not here. 】

[My boss is not here, who else can control the flamboyant Xiao Heda? 】

[Looks like there is no one left. 】

【Do not!Boss, I miss you! 】

[I'm the boss, Xiaohe hurriedly opened the virtual. 】

【What the hell?Some people pretend to be the owner. 】

[Administrator, hurry up and manage it. 】

[That's right, I don't look anywhere, and I dare to come here to act wildly. 】

At this time, somewhere on the Zerg border, Nian Shutong, who was watching the live broadcast, pouted helplessly.

"A bunch of ignorant people! This is the real boss!"

"Kick me again, let me see who——"

"I'll go! I was really kicked!"

Nian Shutong looked at the prompt message in front of him; you have been removed from the live broadcast room.

She felt that she might be the first owner to be kicked out of her live broadcast.

Nian Shutong didn't go in at all. She originally thought that she would follow everyone and try to get a taste of what this virtual live broadcast was all about.

But after saying a word, he was kicked out.

At the same time, Fu Yunhe, who was tasting the stew, looked at the kicked-out account and silently put down the bowl.

"I think you may have made a fatal mistake."

【what?Why didn't he eat it? 】

[Did conscience find out today? 】

[The voice sounds different. 】

"The account that was kicked out just now seems to be really the account of the boss."

Although Fu Yunhe used the same account, he knew that it was Nian Shutong's account.

Because Nian Shutong's optical brain was set up by him, the external protection account is the name "Du Xian'er 78398".

The Id of the account cannot be repeated. It is conceivable who this person is.

[What did Da Da just say? 】

[The wind is too strong, I didn't hear clearly. 】

[Da Da said, the one just now seems to be the owner's account.

【Big Daddy, you're looking, don't think it's possible. 】

【Master, you must save me!I didn't kick my boss away on purpose!I really do not know!I am wronged! 】

【Ha ha ha ha!This is the first time I saw the administrator of Xiaoheda, so humble! 】

[Is it really the owner?It's over, it's too late for me to withdraw my comment now. 】

[We are live broadcasting and cannot be withdrawn. 】

[Oh my god!what did i do! 】

Fu Yunhe stopped being greedy for everyone, and said directly: "Enable virtual reality for everyone, after all, the boss has spoken."

"Virtual start, please take note."

【It's really the boss, what's the name of the boss? 】

[I fucking forgot! 】

[I didn't pay attention either. 】

[Like what fairy? 】

[Is there a poisonous word? 】

[Is there a string of numbers behind it? 】

[I really don’t remember that. 】

[Is there no one to grab the stew? 】

[Grab it, it's delicious. 】

【Very tasty! 】

【Addicted! 】

"Today's live broadcast is over here, I wish you a good day, goodbye."

The first thing Fu Yunhe did was to send a message to Nian Shutong.

But Nian Shutong over there didn't reply for the time being, and he didn't know what to do.

Fu Yunhe waited for a while, but did not receive any information. When he looked up again, several big heads appeared through a window.

"Want to eat stew?"

Fu Yunhe knowingly asked about the rubble and haha.

Haha saw that there were still a lot of stews, so he reluctantly said something.

"The good man is not here, haha, I don't have a very good appetite, just eat three bowls."

"The rubble can collect two bowls of data."

"Uncle Xiaohe, Doudou is small, just eat a bowl."

"I want two dollars!"

"bowl."

"As you get older, a bowl will do."

Everyone, ordered a meal.

Fu Yunhe looked at the group of people who regarded him as an order window, he was just worried before.

These people don't look scared.

Master Fan, who was always ready to help, smiled and stepped forward to help.

"Come on, fry the stew."

Fu Yunhe couldn't help smiling, and cooperated with Master Fan to start frying the stew.

And Nian Shutong, who he didn't get in touch with, was having a heated fight with a group of Zerg.

(End of this chapter)