Burning XNUMX million nether coins, fortune telling becomes popular

It was obvious that both of them were very motivated. Bo Yesheng was particularly concerned about Song Yi saying that he had poor talent. After all, people like him, who had won numerous awards since childhood, were considered by others to be other people's children.

Song Yi was also dissatisfied with Bo Yesheng's claim that she was not good at cooking, so the two of them started fighting each other, each practicing their own thing without disturbing each other.

"Hey, did you get up so early today?"

Song Yi was sleepy. She didn't expect someone to get up earlier than her. Ignoring her gaze, Bo Yesheng was already out of breath from exhaustion after walking here for a while.

"Your qigong practice isn't very good either."

Song Yi laughed at him slowly, then turned around and picked up the pot and started watching cooking videos on the Internet. The Internet said that if you want to cook delicious food, you must learn to stir the pot.

She glanced at it and couldn't help but smile contemptuously. Isn't this simple for her?
Turn off the video, start turning the pot, heat the pot with cold oil, and start stir-frying. Everything went smoothly. Song Yi nodded with satisfaction. It was not as difficult as she thought.

Suddenly there was a "pop" sound, and the oil began to flow around uncontrollably, and actually exploded directly on her body.

Song Yi was speechless, "What you did just now doesn't count, let's start again!"

She gritted her teeth, wondering if there was anything in the world that she couldn't do. Then it exploded once and twice, and she suddenly felt a little discouraged.

"Do you need me to teach you?"

Bo Yesheng suddenly said, "Maybe you can also call me. What does this mean about helping each other?"

The words spoken in his mouth with this tone always had a strange taste, but Song Yi accepted it happily for no other reason. Bo Yesheng's cooking is inherently delicious. If she can learn it, it will be a good thing. .

"These two dishes cannot be fried together."

"why?"

Bo Yesheng was silent, "When I see someone putting crabs and mushrooms together, let alone you, how can you just fry the crab directly in the pot?"

He looked at the crabs rolling and spinning in the pot, a little surprised and surprised, and his expression gradually became speechless. He finally understood why Song Yi said that he had no talent?
"Listen to me, don't learn to cook. This profession is not suitable for you."

"If you say it's not suitable, it's not suitable. I have to teach him how to do it today."

Song Yi looked disbelieving and continued to study the recipe. Bo Yesheng also expressed helplessness about this, but Song Yi was obviously serious. For several days in a row, Bo Yesheng got up early to practice. I saw him holding some sand and learning how to cook from a New Oriental chef.

He looked shocked, "Where did you find these?"

Song Yi glanced at him and said, "I asked directly on the Internet." She raised the phone in her hand again, uncle, do you look like an idiot? Bo Yesheng was almost angry with her, how good it is.

I don't know what I saw, I was shocked when I saw it

Song Yi directly asked in the live broadcast room: [How can I learn to cook quickly? 】

The group of fans suddenly became excited and had any ideas.

[It turns out that Master Ruxi doesn’t know how to cook, so this is easy to do. It’s very simple. Just follow the online tutorial and do it step by step. 】

[If you ask me, it would be better to go directly to a technical technical school to practice tumbling. 】

Song Yi replied: [What is a technical secondary school? 】

The comment section burst into laughter again, and finally he saw the netizen who gave Song Yi bad ideas.

[Go to New Oriental, learn cooking from famous teachers, it’s delicious and delicious! 】He returned the phone to Song Yi, and just left a faint sentence: "Don't believe what they say."

Song Yi looked confused. Bo Yesheng had just written down the IDs of those netizens. He clicked into Song Yi's live broadcast room. He wanted to see who was saying that crabs and mushrooms could be fried together. Yes, it almost killed him.

Scroll down and find this one.

[If you want to learn to cook, the most basic way is to take crabs. Throw live crabs into the oil pan to practice oil control. You can add some live animals appropriately, such as small octopuses. Yes, the kind that can splash ink. juice. 】

Of course, there is a certain degree of integration in it. Fortunately, Song Yi didn't find a small octopus, otherwise he would be covered in ink. Bo Yesheng's scalp would go numb when he thought of that scene.

He stayed here, watching what bad ideas these netizens would come up with, and then he saw Song Yi's reply.

[I tried it and got splashed with oil. 】

Afterwards, everyone in the comment area was silent, and someone asked her cautiously: [Master Ruxi, do you believe everything they said? 】

Now everyone really believed the fact that Song Yi couldn't cook. She couldn't even name some basic dishes, and they were immediately speechless again.

Yao Xian also knew about this, and laughed and joked with Song Yi on the phone, "Yi Yi, I didn't expect you to have such a cute side, you are such a stupid beauty!"

"What stupid beauty?" Song Yi frowned. Is this the impression he gave others?
Feeling a little irritated, Yaoxian laughed even louder, "Actually, I just want to praise you for being cute, nothing else."

cute.

Song Yi thought that she had nothing to do with this word. She really didn't know how Yaoxian said this sentence from her mouth?

"By the way, how's that Zhu Qingqing doing?"

She is her fan after all, so she must take good care of her. Yaoxian also suddenly remembered, and Song Yi answered her honestly: "She is gone."

"Gone!"

Yao Xian suddenly exclaimed, "Can you figure out its specific location? Don't worry, I'll try to take a look first."

As he spoke, a tinkling sound came from the other end, and it took a long time before it stopped.

"No, this hexagram is too complicated. The place where she is now is extremely dangerous. It cannot be called dangerous, and the other party has no intention of harming her."

Yaoxian's abilities are limited and cannot spy on the secrets of heaven, but Song Yi is different. She knows what the other party's purpose is?
"Don't worry, he will come back on his own in a few days, but I don't know what he will be like."

Yao Xian had some doubts in her heart and asked her tentatively: "Yiyi, why are you so sure? What if your life is in danger? Why don't you call the police directly? Although the police can't solve this matter, what if? If someone loses his life, you will still be responsible for it."

Song Yi shook her head, "She won't die, and it was Zhu Qingqing who took the initiative to leave. Since she took the initiative to leave, there is no way to stop her."

Yao Xian was too embarrassed to ask any more questions, so he just left one sentence: "As long as you are sensible, then I won't bother you."

Afterwards, Bo Yesheng asked, "Why do you say he followed on purpose?"

"You didn't say anything before." He squinted his eyes, always feeling that she said this on purpose in front of Yao Xian, but what was the purpose of doing so?

Bo Yesheng couldn't figure it out. He probably couldn't think of it even if he tried hard, right?

Song Yi took the initiative to explain to him: "I did this just to test Yao Xian, but Zhu Qingqing really agreed to leave on his own."