I'm cooking in the interstellar

Chapter 123 Black Alliance
"It's almost time. Let's fill the pot with 1/3 of the water and turn it on over high heat." Fang Qingnuan put the large wok on the stove and gestured. The basin should be able to fit in. "There is no need to boil the water." Open, about 40 degrees is fine.”

Calling Xiao Yi to help her monitor the water temperature, she opened the plastic wrap on the basin and continued kneading the dough.

"You don't need to knead for a long time the second time. After the water is boiled, we will stop and cover it with plastic wrap again." After hearing Xiaoyi's prompt to turn off the heat, Fang Qingnuan quickly walked to the wok with the baking basin and put the basin in. Put it in, "Don't let the water cover the basin, then put the lid on the pot, let it sit like this for about an hour, and then we'll see how well the noodles have risen."

Thinking that the audience might not understand the purpose of this step, she made a more detailed science popularization: "The principle of yeast powder to ferment dough is to decompose the polysaccharides in the flour into carbon dioxide and water. Carbon dioxide will form some carbon dioxide inside the dough. There are air bubbles, so the dough after rising looks two or three times larger than before.”

Fang Qingnuan simulated the size of the dough she had just kneaded with her hands, and then compared it to what it would look like after three times the volume, allowing everyone to intuitively feel what she said this time the dough was more mixed. concept.

"With the same amount of flour and two different sizes of dough, the risen dough will naturally make the steamed buns softer and taste better." She pointed to the basin she just used, " So if the anchor had used a smaller pot just now, when he came back to watch later, the dough might have been so big that the plastic wrap would fly off."

[sunshine: The image is so strong, hahaha, it turns out it’s not that I don’t want to use a small basin, it’s that I can’t use it]

[Hydrogen, helium, lithium, beryllium and boron: I have learned a lesson. Being a food anchor these days requires knowledge of physics and chemistry. The threshold for anchoring is high]

[Sweet, bitter, spicy and salty: The anchor’s speech is much more interesting than our teacher hahh]

[Hazy Night: If a young anchor has a disciple, he will definitely be a very careful and good teacher [Like] [Like]]

[Two iron balls fell at the same time: This live broadcast room is so interesting, it combines physics and cooking]

[It’s not too big a deal to join in the fun: Is it true that this time I eat melon?Host, you can’t really steam steamed buns! ? 】

"Whether it is possible to steam steamed buns or not, I suggest you continue to pay attention to today's live broadcast room~" Fang Qingnuan waved to the audience. What she had to do for the broadcast this time has been completed. She wanted to go and see what the current situation of Xingbo was. , "See you in an hour~"

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Using the power of the military to monitor a live broadcast room is a waste of time. Admiral Luke is famous for being good at tracking and detecting. Within an hour, he sent the statistics table of the sunspot IPs that he had discovered to King James.

"I didn't expect that a small live broadcast room would be so mixed, like a large werewolf killing scene." Luke, who was in a gloomy mood because he was forced to increase his workload, saw the anti-fan information captured by his subordinates. From some "interesting" shared IP accounts and external login accounts, we can smell a familiar smell of conspiracy.

"It's better to have fun alone than to have fun together." He recruited a few more confidants to work overtime together, screened out all user data, reorganized and summarized, assigned teams, and indeed got some unusual results.

"In the live broadcast room of anchor Qingtian, there is indeed more than one troll group that maliciously spammes the screen and reports." When reporting to King James Video, he succinctly analyzed Qingtian's fan data, "Vicious competition among anchors It’s normal, but judging from Qingtian’s current fan base and competitiveness, it seems unusual for more than ten studios to induce public opinion in recent live broadcasts.” “Their division of labor is also very clear: there are jumps. Some come out to openly criticize, some pretend to be passers-by and lead the barrage rhythm in the live broadcast room, and some pretend to be fans and lurk deeply..." Major General Luke pointed to the information of three of the trapped studios and said, "The weirdest thing. Yes, there is even more than one federal studio involved in such behavior."

"Oh?" James thought he was hearing an expected method of suppressing public opinion, but he didn't expect that this matter also involved the Federation. "Does the audience still have real fans? How many of them are from the Federation?"

Seeing that His Majesty immediately understood what he was saying, Major General Luke did not hesitate and switched directly to the next page of data.

"More than 35%." He told the truth, and then revealed a series of data that made James even more alarmed. "The Empire IP has the largest number, 60%. As for the remaining 5%, it is initially judged that encrypted intrusion was used. The system’s out-of-domain address.”

"Star thief?" James frowned, "Those guys actually have the leisure and elegance to visit the gourmet live broadcast room?"

"We randomly selected three popular anchors from each area of ​​the Star Network live broadcast, and after briefly analyzing their live broadcast data in the past week, we found that users with external addresses pay more attention to the mecha area and the fighting area, which is also in line with their user profiles. ." Luke used his many years of experience in dealing with star pirates to judge that this group of people's behavior of paying too much attention to the young anchor was very inconsistent. "They have not visited other live broadcast rooms in the food area before. This kind of behavior is more like It was purposeful and I entered the Qingtian live broadcast room with a certain purpose."

"Speaking of which, Qingtian's live broadcast room was invaded once before. At that time, the official said that it was infected by a Trojan horse virus." Amedeo, who was listening on the sidelines, took a step forward and provided that he was the administrator and the Star Network Live Broadcast Technology Department. Inside information known to the group of friends and relatives, "Admiral Luke, could you please check whether this matter is related to the influx of IP addresses from outside the country into the live broadcast room?"

"The live broadcast room was invaded?" James snorted coldly, "You handled it so skillfully, it seems that this kind of thing happens often. Has your National Security and Information Department received their filing information?"

"This...let me verify it again." Admiral Luke looked embarrassed. This kind of intrusion involving many people gathering in the live broadcast room should logically require him to personally intervene, but after being questioned by Marshal Russell Before being invited to join the live broadcast room test group, he had never heard of the host Qingtian.

"Oh, Henry is free. He went to travel around the stars with his wife and left the mess to Noah." The king thought of his unfulfilled nephew and decided to treat the smart Amedeo better in the future. At least this time A child is a person who understands the general picture and can accomplish things.

"By the way, does the matter of Amedeo's cookies being exchanged have something to do with those studios?" Amedeo was curious about why his uncle suddenly smiled kindly at him, but unexpectedly, he pointed the finger again in the next sentence. Put his own share of fake cookies on it.

"Perhaps there is a connection? One of today's winning users claimed that he encountered telecom fraud after winning the lottery. After the other party obtained his address, he suspected that his package was intercepted."

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The Empire's third-class planet Green Forest Planet, the third police station in Area D.

A young man with a ponytail refused the police's mediation for the second time, with a firm attitude: "I don't want double the compensation, I just want my cookies back."

　Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the time I mistook and missed the buy one get one free coupon QAQ
　　I just got over my sadness this afternoon and was told that I could answer questions and grab tickets at noon. I missed it again┭┮﹏┭┮
　　The "wronged" guy didn't fully appear in the previous article. I wonder if you still remember him.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)