When I went back to my hometown to live broadcast and farm, I accidentally became rich

"Hey, hey, who is the bamboo pole? This is too much." Gao Xuan said and appeared in the camera.

The man who appeared on the camera looked to be in his early twenties. He was more than 1.8 meters tall. He was wearing dark suit pants and a white shirt inside. People look extraordinarily tall and straight.

From bottom to top, through the slim windbreaker, one can see the man's broad shoulders and narrow waist, suit trousers wrapping those long legs, those slender fingers like jade, swallowing Adam's apple, and the hair hanging down on his forehead.

A proper big handsome guy.

The front face is well-defined, and the side face shows delicate facial features.

"Ahhh! Why is there such a best in the world, anchor! Who is he! Where does he live? Is he married?"

"Miss anchor, is this top quality your boyfriend? He's so good-looking that he kills me, I love him so much, long-legged Oppa!"

"Broad shoulders and narrow waist, male dog waist, I love it, love it!"

"Little brother, quickly hand over your home address, I want to come and be your wife!"

"Anchor, step aside quickly, don't block us from watching little brother!"

……

Ruan Qing looked at the barrage that popped up crazily, with a helpless expression on his face, "Hey, it's too obvious that you value sex over friends."

"Calm down a little bit, okay? I can see you all through the screen."

She knew just now that Gao Xuan's good figure is definitely a girl harvester, and the little girls and aunts in the live broadcast room must be powerless to resist.

"Gao Xuan, as soon as you come, I will lose my position as an anchor, so hurry up and leave me." Ruan Qing joked and urged.

Before Gao Xuan could speak, the bullet screen floated up, "Don't go, the anchor, go, little brother can't go!"

"That's right, little brother must not leave!"

"Go, anchor, you go."

"Hey, hey, this is my venue after all, you guys are so loud? Did you make a mistake?"

"So, the little brother next to this is your who?"

"My good buddy, high school classmate, very gay and close, Gao Xuan." Ruan Qing introduced to the people in the live broadcast room.

"Wow~ Then I have a chance. Is my brother short of a girlfriend?"

"My family has a house and a car, and I bring a bride price when I get married."

"Upstairs, you really lick the dog, you can do it. Show."

"You acid me? Then you acid, I know you do not have this condition."

"Gao Xuan, I'm going to fight for you in the live broadcast room. Sure enough, masculinity is misleading people." Ruan Qing looked at the barrage and shook his head.

"I don't care, I don't take the blame." Gao Xuan curled his lips.

"Wuuuu, little brother's smile is so sweet, I have decided, I want to pick this mountain flower!"

"That's my husband, don't move!"

"Gao Xuan, you pick the vegetables, I'm going to start making blood ducks."

As Gao Xuan left the camera, the live broadcast room became quiet.

Move like a cunning rabbit, quiet like a virgin.

Ruan Qing quickly washed the rice to make wooden barrel rice, "The first dish is blood duck."

"Fatty Ruan, when will you be able to cook?" Gao Xuan turned his head curiously.

"Learn now and sell now."

"Then you can do it."

"I don't want someone who can make instant noodles into dark dishes after making instant noodles."

When Gao Xuan heard Ruan Qing bring up the old things, his face immediately collapsed, he was very embarrassed.

I couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "That's not as good as you. When I was in school, I used an alcohol lamp to cook instant noodles, and it was ruined."

Ruan Qing went back to the chopping board. To make a blood duck, he had to use freshly killed ducks, take fresh duck blood, and add rice wine and salt to it, in order to let the duck blood coagulate better and remove the flavor.

Stir for one to two minutes, and the duck blood will coagulate.

White ducks in winter are most suitable for this blood duck. It is not suitable to do it in spring and summer and autumn, because the ducks at that time are in the stage of moulting, and the process of shedding is extremely troublesome.

After the duck is depilated, chop it into small pieces with a chopping knife, chop the garlic, ginger, pepper, perilla leaves and mint leaves and set aside for later use.

There are two tables of guests in the evening, so two white ducks weighing eight catties are prepared.

There are a lot of people, the appetite is huge, and the dishes on the table are not enough to eat, it's a big laugh.

Listening to the sound of chopping knives next to her, Gao Xuan turned her head and saw Ruan Qing's long hair tied into a bun.

Showing her plump white high skull, the round back of her head, her slender neck, and an apron around her body, she looks like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal world and is infected with the smoke and fire of the world.

Those delicate eyebrows,...

Suddenly, his vision was blocked.

"Officer Rabbit, are you looking at a horse?" Tian Tian stood in front of him wearing a tutu skirt.

"You are?" Gao Xuan asked, looking at the little man with a monkey's butt painted on his face.

For a while, I really couldn't recognize anyone.

Ruan Qing turned her head, "Hahahaha, puff, hahaha."

"Tiantian, you mess with Xiami, your face is redder than Mao Mao's ass."

"Isn't the painting not good-looking?" Tiantian blinked her eyes.

Let's just say it's not flattering.

"Sister, hurry up and take Tiantian to deal with it. I'm dying of laughter. I'm going to put on a show today. Can the monkey offer peaches?"

Ruan Qingcai continued to accept the sweetness, poured cold oil into the pan, and poured the spatula in the hot oil continuously, waiting for the white smoke to come out of the oil pan.

Pour in the sliced ​​duck meat, and with a sound of "呲啦", the duck meat and the oil pan touch each other, and the aroma of the duck meat is instantly aroused.

With one hand on his back and a spatula in the other, Ruan Qing quickly turned the pot. After the water in the duck meat was dried, he poured half of the rice wine to remove the fishy smell, and added perilla leaves.

Cover the pot and simmer for five to six minutes. When white smoke comes out of the pot, remove the pot and add water to the pot. The water should cover the duck meat.

Add soy sauce, pepper oil, chicken essence and salt to taste, cover the pot and simmer until the duck meat is soft and rotten.

There was a constant sizzling sound in the iron pot, and accompanied by a strong meaty aroma, it kept wafting out of the pot and piercing into their noses.

Lin Beibei and Gao Xuan turned their heads frequently, it was so delicious, they drooled and swallowed again and again.

After more than ten minutes, the water in the pot was boiled to the point where there was only a little water left, and the juice was collected on high heat. While the juice was being collected, the drawn duck blood was poured into the pot.

Stir-fry quickly while pouring on one side, let the duck blood change color and coagulate, pour in the prepared garlic and pickled peppers to taste.

A large pot of duck meat and duck blood is mixed together, exuding a strong aroma of wine, which has a unique taste.

Use a spatula to put the contents of the pot on the plate.

Gao Xuan and Lin Beibei both walked over, asynchronously and simultaneously, "Is this all right?"

"Well, it's all right." Ruan Qing's head was sweating, and she had already put on short sleeves.

The air circulation in this kitchen is still too bad.

"Is this the blood duck?"

"I thought the blood duck in your mouth was duck blood vermicelli soup."

"Duck blood vermicelli soup is also good, I'll think about it next time."

Ruan Qing mainly considered that there are a lot of people coming today, and the staple food already includes fried noodles and rice, and adding duck blood vermicelli soup would be superfluous.