Gourmet Live Room

"Boom!" Su Xiaonan, who is talking with erha at home about how to treat 033 stuttering, is shaking all over his body and his heart is beating violently.

"Brother."

Pushing aside the two HA in front of him, Su Xiaonan rushes out of the door. Far away, a tall man comes with Su Yemu in his arms. The bright red blood drips down his chin and hits the comatose Su Yemu's face, making his face red and white.

Brother!

With her mouth still open, Su Xiaonan's fingertips tremble uncontrollably, and her open legs stagger twice. Su Xiaonan tries hard to run to Su Yemu. Her tears fall out of control. She is afraid.

Stumbling, Su Xiaonan pounced on Su Yemu, holding Su Yemu's arm with his thin arm, trying to snatch him from the man's hand: "you hurt your brother, white eyed wolf, you hurt your brother, give him back to me."

His arm was as steel as steel, and the red blood slipped through his eyes from his forehead. He ignored the girl's sad cry, looked down at the strange man who was unconscious and closed his eyes in his arms. He knelt down on one knee, half hugged him, stretched out his hand to wipe the bloodstain on his face, but the more he wiped it, the more red he was

He's warm and alive.

The touch of the hand tells him that.

He wanted to ask: who are you?

Call brother's cry sound continuously ring in the ear ring, the man frown, cold eyes swept to this small girl.

You can't hurt her.

These four words come out of my mind.

"Brother, I'm not afraid. I'll take you to Dr. Ali. It's ok..."

The man finally let go of Su Yemu. Su Xiaonan grabbed Su Yemu and held him in panic: "Er ha, er ha, Jiang Xiaoyu, Jiang Xiaoyu, come on! I can't hold my brother. "

The man stood up and watched them running from afar and turned away. The skin on his back was ferocious and cracked, and the blood kept flowing down from the split opening. As he walked, the ground was stamped with one foot blood mark after another.

He walked to the side of the spaceship. A cup with a smiling face rolled to his feet. The man bent over to pick up the cup and put it into his arms.

Looking up to the sky, the man's deep voice echoed in the wasteland.

"Air wing."

Mental power is transmitted through the seven-dimensional space, and the air wing prosthesis in the off flight state suddenly opens its eyes. The radio wave receives the call from the dimension, and steps out of the small room with heavy steps.

"Oh!"

The roaring sound from the sky is like a big hand covering all living creatures, making them surrender involuntarily. The huge light flashes from the dimension and covers the air wing prosthesis. However, in a moment, the empty wing completes the combination, and the huge silver white mecha appears. Its shape is like the flying dragon of ancient times, arrogant, tax and profit.

Open wings, take off, the air wing came to the man in front of the moment, in the air to recombine the human form, landing, it slightly bowed to the man in front of him, the mechanical voice was low and solemn: "the air wing started up independently, welcome you back."

……

Erha and Jiang Xiaoyu carried Su Yemu to Dr. Ali. After examination, he was not injured. It was only when he was forced into the sea of knowledge that he fainted when he was subjected to a great spiritual impact.

"Xiaonan, do you want to test your brother's mental strength?"

"No, thank you, doctor."

Su Xiaonan grabs Su Yemu's hand tightly, shakes his head, and immediately refuses; knowing that Su Yemu is OK, Su Xiaonan instructs erha to carry her brother home.

Dr. Ali expressed regret that the spirit of rushing into the sea of Su Yemu's knowledge is not low. Every minute he can turn an S-level psychic into a fool. However, Su Yemu just fainted. He was very curious about Su Yemu's mental power.

Su Ye Mu was carried back to Su's home. He woke up in the early morning after sleeping. When he saw clearly that he was in the room, he got up in a hurry and found Xiao Nan lying on the edge of the bed.

Carefully out of bed, Su Yemu ran out of the house and ran to the abandoned spaceship.

The abandoned spaceship under the silver light has collapsed. Su Yemu shouts a few times. No one should answer. He is worried. When he wants to find someone to dig, Xiao Nan's cry comes from behind.

"Brother, how did you get out?" Su Xiaonan is not very happy.

"Xiaonan, did you see a silly?" Su Ye Mu's head is still tingling, pale and ugly, standing a little shaky.

"Brother, how can you still remember him! He hurt you. " Su Xiaonan murmured and was not happy to mention a silly again. However, seeing her brother was so anxious, Su Xiaonan still told what she had seen.

"Ah Chi is gone? Did he get hurt? "

"He sent you back and left. It looks good." Su Xiaonan doesn't know whether he is not stupid. In any case, he has always been abnormal

Su Yemu is a little lost, but he is very happy for a-silly. He can leave, maybe he is not stupid.

After answering Su Ye Mu's question, he went to Su Xiaonan to ask Su Yemu whether he had been beaten by a silly.

Su Yemu couldn't laugh or cry and told the story.

"Is that so?" Su Xiaonan murmured to himself that when the spaceship fell down, it was a silly who rushed to rescue his brother; Su Xiaonan's small face wrinkled up, but he didn't know what he was thinking.When he got home, he had a good night's sleep. The next day, Jiang Xiaoyu's father came with his workers. There were twelve people in a row. All of them were tall, and the shortest one was more than 1.85 meters. Su Yemu's giant like height made Su Yemu feel heavy. He had to comfort himself that he was only twenty-three or twenty-five!

Jiang's father has already seen the terrain. In addition to informing Su Yemu to start work, Jiang's father asked him whether the abandoned spaceship should be cleared away.

Su Yemu thought for a while and decided to stay. He didn't have enough money now. The spaceship was so big, how much money would it cost to move away!

After surveying the terrain and dividing the area according to the drawings, Su Yemu asked his father who had no influence on him and decided to plant vegetables first and raise some poultry first.

After hearing Su Yemu's words, Jiang's father immediately contacted the four old people. They all said that they could come over tomorrow. First work, and then come to live after the dormitory building is completed.

Although these four old people are called old people, they are not high compared with the age of the present interstellar age. They are only 130 years old, and their life span is less than half of those who awaken their spiritual power. This is why so many people try their best to awaken their spiritual power.

After discussing with Jiang's father how to start work, Su Yemu is ready to go home. He turns to see a man take out a tube of nutrient solution and put it into his mouth. Looking at the style, he actually drinks the same nutrient solution as before.

Think of this poor nutrient solution, Su Yemu is not right.

"Uncle Jiang, do you only drink nutrient solution on weekdays?"

"Yes, it's convenient and cheap. It's very suitable for people to work, but it's not nutritious."

A nutrient solution can be worth a meal. At the same time, the nutrient solution can also be divided into good and bad, high and low. Of course, the good one has enough nutrition and all kinds of tastes, while the bad one can only ensure that he will not die of hunger. As for how much nutrition there is, it is hard to say.

"Uncle Jiang, this is it! Ten days after construction, how about contracting Chinese food here? "

"Do you want to cook?" Jiang's father has also eaten Su Yemu's food, which is really delicious. His family occasionally cooks during the Spring Festival, but his wife's craft is not so good.

As far as Jiang's father knows, the dishes cooked by skilled chefs are eaten by rich people in other developed planets, and those dishes and meat are also expensive. Jiang's father quickly waved his hand: "no, no, they can't. They just drink nutrient solution."

"How can you have the strength to work if you don't have enough food? It's so decided! The money is still given as before. This Chinese food is

In China, it's a tradition to build a house for a person. If you don't have a big pot meal, you can also pack a takeout. This is a tradition.

"Well, I thank you for them!" Jiang PA holds Su Yemu's hand and shakes it twice. He is very happy. Then he ran to announce the news to the workers, which attracted a lot of cheers. Some people immediately said that the project would be started.

"You were going to start."

make complaints about the people who are tucking out, and run happily to command the robot to dig the pond.

It's not difficult for 13 people to have a big pot meal. It's just that there is a bit of trouble in the early stage of food processing. Su Yemu immediately asked Jiang's father if he could ask Jiang Ma to help with the preparation.

Of course, Jiang's father is willing to. It's just that two people in the family eat here. Jiang Xiaoyu can only drink nutrient solution at home.

After dealing with these things, Su Yemu returned home, Xiaonan rushed out of the house, running out of breath: "brother, 033 is gone."

"Why not? You're not under the bed? "

"No, I've looked for them all, brother. What can I do?"

"Go back and look."

Su Ye Mu pacifies Xiao Nan, and when he gets home, he turns inside and outside, and there is no shadow at all. Su Xiaonan's eyes turned red in an instant. He opened the door and ran outside. Su Yemu quickly followed up with ER ha Lian.

When passing through Jiang Xiaoyu's house, Jiang Xiaoyu saw that he also ran out and called while running, attracting people's attention.

033 was picked up by Su Xiaonan from the dump, and the only place she could find was the dump.

Looking around the dump, suyemu couldn't pull her.

"Xiaonan, my brother will buy you a new one."

"No, it's not 033."

Su Xiaonan is very stubborn. From morning to noon, he promised to cook Chinese food for the workers. Seeing that it was too late, he had to send Jiang Xiaoyu back to talk to Jiang's father and change it to the evening.

After two or three hours, Su Xiaonan was very tired and sat on the ground with his head drooping.

"It's just a robot. Buy another one!" Two HA is also a mess, wipe sweat, do not understand how Su Xiaonan to this robot so important.

Su Xiaonan peeked at Su Yemu secretly. Seeing that he was still helping to turn around, his white shirt was soaked with sweat, and with his mouth curled, he whispered, "no money!"

"I have no money, either." After he went out, his family froze his account.

Su Xiaonan: "xiaoha is really poor."

Two ha: "why am I poor?"

Su Xiaonan: "because after the bowl is you wash."

"Can I refuse?"

Su Xiaonan: "no, when tuition."

Su Ye Mu was in a good mood. He sat up, clapped his hands, and pulled Su Ye Mu who was still looking for him: "brother, I'm not looking.""Good, brother. I'll make you money to buy a new one."

"Well!"

Su Xiaonan chuckled and took his brother's arm home.

Su Yemu is going to make one meat and one vegetable and add soup; he is going to make erha's soup by himself.

Two ha a listen, rolled up the sleeve, patted the chest: "master, give it to me, certainly let you be satisfied."

His master's spirit was shocked yesterday, but he hasn't recovered. Now his face is still white. Of course, he can't let the master work hard.

Xiaonan is pleased with erha's filial piety.

Su Yemu went to star.com and put the ingredients to be used today into the shopping cart. He paid for the seeds he had collected from the shopping cart and the kitchenware he needed to open the farm.

The small vault, which was only full yesterday, spent almost as much today. Sure enough, no matter what era, money can't help spending.

……

Two meat and one vegetable, made of kung pao chicken and steamed eggplant, soup is tomato beef soup. Su Yemu first wrote out the recipe for erha to ponder. Then he went back to his room and went to bed.

His head is still aching. Dr. Ali said that he was attacked by the spirit. As a human being in the 21st world, he still couldn't understand how the spiritual tentacles of Asha entered his spiritual world.

In a daze, Su Ye Mu is in a forest, the sun is penetrating between the trees, and the breeze is blowing, making a rustling sound; the fresh air is refreshing, and the chirping birds are jumping in the forest. At a glance, all the scenery seems to be added with a filter, soft and warm.

The faint sound of the sea waves came from the outside. Su Yemu went out in accordance with the sound. Suddenly, the forest was covered with darkness, and the rolling waves swept over. Standing not far away was a man in black military uniform. Su Yemu could not see his face, but felt the spirit of killing.

"Who are you? Why did I enter my spiritual world? "

The man's voice was low and indifferent. Su Yemu opened his mouth and wanted to tell him, "this is my dream. You run into my dream without my consent." but somehow, he couldn't say anything. He struggled and opened his eyes suddenly. Su Yemu woke up.

Shuo breath, Su Ye Mu wipe face, all sweat; shoulder tooth marks and faint pain, a silly tooth is toxic? Why not?

Su Yemu changes clothes and comes out. Jiang Ma has come. The ingredients have been cleaned. Su Yemu looks at the time. It's 3:30.

Su Yemu is going to do the live broadcast together.

Su Ye Mu put on the apron and was about to start. Erha stretched out his head: "master, I want to have it too."

Bright eyes are staring at the panda, erha, like that, are about to rush up.

Su Ye Mu was glad that the store had sent three pieces.

The second ha who got the apron turned twice to the chef's light board and said that he was very satisfied.

When the preliminary work is ready, Su Yemu starts the live broadcast. The audience in front of the hologram sees the two people appear together in the live room, and almost come over.

/Both of them were wearing aprons. They were cute. Ah, nosebleed came out. /

/ was I the only one who found that the spirit of broadcasting was poor and my face was pale? /

/ Yes, I was just about to brush yesterday's food, but I couldn't brush it when I saw the broadcast. Am I too tired? /

"you can rest assured that there was an accident last night and my head was not very comfortable. It's all right. However, erha will be responsible for the cooking today, and I will help you." In addition to making soup, Su Yemu also plans to make a snack for the audience. Chinese people pay attention to the auspicious start-up. Today is a good day.

/It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I'm very happy to see the broadcast. /

/ mm-hmm, as long as the broadcast appears, it will be satisfied. /

"erha comes to say hello to everyone."

"Hello, I'm erha. Today I bring you kung pao chicken and steamed eggplant."

"Hello, I'm Su Yemu. Welcome to the [food studio]. Today, I'm bringing you tomato and beef soup and longxusu."

/Did I hear that? Tell me. /

/ I also think phantom listening. Do you still have to do it yourself? /

/ ah, the soup I received yesterday was so delicious that I was so stupid that my mother came here today and said that she would learn cooking from broadcasting. As long as she learned half the skill of broadcasting, I would be satisfied. /

/ in front of me, envy, envy, hate! /

"today is the day when the farm starts work. In Chinese culture, it's a good day. We always have to order some snacks and send them to our neighbors. I have a headache today, so I'm not close to the pot fire, but it's not a big problem to cook soup and make longxusu."

Su Ye Mu's words fell down, the screen went crazy, and the farm started construction. They looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally started construction. If they didn't start construction, they would really riot, just for stuttering. Once the news reached the Federation, they would laugh to death.

/Serious face: broadcast, you have saved the glory of the Empire. /

there was a lot of jubilation in the live room. Erha started to make Kung Pao diced chicken. He had seen the cooking process, but he was still in a bit of a hurry. In the first step, he cut the diced chicken with chicken breast meat, which was very unskillful.Su Ye Mu also began to stew, because there were so many people, Su Ye Mu used the newly bought large pressure cooker for this soup, which came out in one pot and served for 20 people.

Suyemu cuts the beef into large pieces, boils it in cold water, removes the blood and sets aside; peels the tomatoes, cuts the carrots with a hob, cuts the onion head and tail, and cuts the whole cross knife. Slice ginger and garlic and set aside.

/I don't know why I want to buy a tomato and peel it. /When you give a tomato a hot bath, the skin will peel off. /

/ whining, how can broadcast broadcast people's clothes? They don't want them! /

/ well, please respect yourself in front of you. Please note that it's only a tomato. Really, it's innocent. Please don't hurt it. /

new fans: why is the anchor so serious, while the fans are such a show?

Put the ginger, garlic and beef in the hot oil pan and stir fry for a few minutes. Put it into a pressure cooker and add water to cover it for five minutes. Then boil it again. Add carrot and other ingredients, and then press the pot to stew again. Generally, you can get out of the pot in 35 minutes.

Su Yemu did his job well. When he went to see erha, he was still chopping.

/Poof, contract broadcast helpless expression package. /

/ broadcasting must be thinking, my stupid apprentice! What can I do to save you? /

in the interstellar age, except for the part of cooking pot, the work of cooks was basically done by robots. According to Su Yemu, this food is soulless. His apprentice was once so soulless.

"Master, I want to know why you don't use machines?" He was sweating and asked carefully, "I don't want to cut it, but I don't understand."

When all the star cooks do this, he really doesn't understand. What's the difference between self-made and robot made?

"Food is spiritual." Su Ye Mu's words fall, even the studio is quiet. They always feel that Su Yemu has something they don't have, and they don't understand it. But when Su Yemu talks about food allusions, he seems to have light on him, which makes people want to get close to him.

Erha asked, "spirituality?"

People hold their breath, inexplicably nervous, always feel that the broadcast will say something to shock them, which will open the door of their new world.

"We feed our stomachs with them, and we have to give them respect."

Words fall, Su Ye Mu squatted down, picked up a big bag, bang on the table.

Audience: and then? Respect the back? No?

/In fact, it seems to be the same truth. /

/ I feel that broadcasting is lazy and I don't want to think about it, but I can't refute it. /

as soon as Su Yemu's face was hot, he opened the bag: "let's make longxusu!"

/In the name of longxusu, I won't ask the broadcast. /

/ this name has its origin. I want to hear the story. Broadcast, dear broadcast. /

"what do you think?" Su Yemu takes out the contents of the bag, maltose, rice flour, peanuts, sesame seeds and coconut milk.

When the peanuts are fresh and peeled, suyemu cooks the peanuts in a hot pan. The spatula makes the peanuts rustle. This reminds Su Yemu of the smiling appearance of her grandmother when she cooks peanuts with rice cakes before the Chinese New Year.

She always said, "my little Mu! Is the most obedient, after the grandmother is waiting for Xiaomu to be filial to me. "

Such a kind-hearted old man went early.

/Broadcast, what's wrong? /

Su Yemu shook his head and said with a smile: "the spirituality of food lies in inheritance. Just like culture, its value also lies in inheritance. It tells us that where we come from, we will know where to go."

/Want to cry, many people think it is useless for us to learn history, but how do they know the value of history? /

/ worried, inexplicably want to learn archaeology, maybe one day, we can really go back to that blue star, find our past. /

/ strive for inheritance and civilization. /

"well, let's start with dry fried peanuts. As for erha, let him continue to accept the test of inheritance!" Su Ye Mu's topic turns, suddenly relaxed, peanuts have begun to smell, the sound of banging from the pot, especially cheerful.

/Kitchen king, come on, get the inheritance, you will be able to summon the universe king, rush! /

/ God of inheritance: come on, if you drag this stupid cook out, you can't cut any dice well. What's the use. /

/ great, the chef finally diced the chicken breast. /

erha blushed: "don't call me kitchen king."

He used to be too young, he thought he was very talented, but now he found out that he was stupid to show himself.

Su Ye Mu: "you should encourage him!"

The two voices came out at the same time. The tears of erharden filled his eyes, and the master loved him most.

/Failure is success. It's granny. I'm sure you'll be second in blue soon. /

/ ER ha, come on. Even if I don't believe you, I also believe in broadcasting. You can be a master. /

during the live broadcast, a group of old cadres thought they were holding a meeting to encourage the new generation.Fried peanuts, aroma out, some people can not help but start. Su Yemu put the peanuts aside for them to taste. Then he began to fry the sesame seeds. The sesame seeds were put into the pot for two times.

Pour the sesame seeds into the pot, add coconut milk, take the peanuts in the howling room, smash them into pieces, and mix them with sesame and coconut milk.

"Try again." Suyemu put the stuffing pot aside, then pour out the maltose and steam it in a pot. It usually takes five minutes.

Speaking of maltose, we have to talk about Tongrentang, because he bought it from him.

/It has coconut fragrance. It's crispy. It's delicious to eat before. It's better to eat it with coconut fragrance and sesame seeds. What are you going to do with it? /

"it's used to make stuffing for longxusu." Stir fry the rice flour over low heat.

At this time, erha has already begun to stir fry Gongbao chicken, hot oil, stir fry pepper and dry pepper to give flavor, and then put into the shallot cut into small short, put in the chicken preserved with soy sauce, salt, cooking wine and starch.

"Master, have I forgotten something?" Stir fry, erha is very confused.

Su Ye Mu poured out the fried rice flour and went to erhana stove to see it again: "you forgot to thicken."

"What to do?"

"If you stir fry, I'll change it for you."

"Master, I can't shake the pot."

/The master said: what can I do for you. /

"master, it's going to burn..."

"Don't worry."

"Master, I'm burnt. Wow..."

In the kitchen, erha even cried, and the whole studio was shocked. Su Yemu, who was blending with him, said: "what are you doing

/I, did I say something wrong? /

/ you hurt his self-esteem. /

"Oh, no It's none of your business Master It's burning. "

Su Ye Mu put the hook good into the pot, and then sprinkle two drops of vinegar: "stir fry, your master can't be burnt."

/Ha ha ha, this pot can't hold the sowing. /

/ Tut, burnt sowing should be delicious. /

/ in front of you, drive carefully and broadcast minors! /

/ this is more handsome than that star star. /

sobbing, erha tried to recall the recipe that his master had written for him, and quickly stir fried it. When the aroma burst out, he sprinkled the peanuts that Su yemugang had just fried, stir fry them evenly, and set the pot.

It's still a little bit burnt. The main reason is that erha's heat is not well controlled. However, because suyemulin added two drops of vinegar before starting the pot, it is not burnt. The edge of chicken is charred, and the taste is good.

/Eh, it's OK! /

/ can I say that it has been eight years since chef Wang started his career at the age of 14 and participated in the competition at the age of 16. Is this the best dish he has ever cooked? /

/ yummy, it is delicious even though it is not as good as sowing. /

with everyone's approval, erha wiped his nose and tears and started the second pot. He also fried kung pao chicken. There were 12 workers, including three from Jiang family and 18 from their family.

Su Yemu wants him to fry kung pao chicken in three pots to ensure the heat.

For the first time, it was private.

/Feel erha cry very cute, want to pinch! /

/ remembering the scene that he was scolded by Mr. Chen in the kitchen King competition, I really want to see them on the same stage again. /

/ hee hee, why do I want to make crying broadcast more than watching erha cry! /

/ Hello, the one in front of you, don't drive. You don't have a driver's license yet! /

Su Yemu sighed secretly. He came to the interstellar age and became a minor. He did not know whether he should be happy that he was young, although he was the same age.

The maltose was steamed soft, and suyemu poured it out. A sweet smell came out, and the audience in the studio began to swallow again.

Su Yemu pulled maltose into a circle, put it in the fried rice flour, covered with rice flour, and then twisted the circle into eight characters. He continued to sprinkle rice flour on the places where maltose leaked out, and repeated the action of pulling eight characters.

This is the most important step. The more loops you draw, the finer the wire will be.

Repeat the action until, pull to become a small hair.

/I think I finally know why it is called longxusu. /

/ it's too fine. Why can I stop the broadcast when I touch it? Is it because I'm too rough? /

/ witnessing the miracle of the moment, broadcast, too powerful. /

/ it's beautiful. It's a work of art! /

/ as we all know, the food direct room is a live studio that teaches you how to make art. /

people were still amazed. When Su Yemu put the peanut stuffing into the middle of the white silk cut into a section, and then rolled it up to become a white ball, the people were shocked!

White and dense lines wrapped with coconut flavor crispy stuffing, the United States as white jade, a □ into the mouth, 10000 strands of filaments in the mouth cavity, the aftertaste is sweet.

/It's fragrant and sweet. How can you have such delicious food? //Bite in, the filaments melt in the mouth, sweet, and then bite is the peanut crisp fragrance, and then is the coconut fragrance, chew carefully, there are sesame seeds, really delicious. /

/ the taste is crisp, soft and sweet, with distinct layers. How can there be such a delicious snack in this world? I'm afraid I can't eat it later. /

/ the broadcasting hand must have been kissed by the universe king to make such a delicious snack. /

Su Yemu: the king of the universe?

A picture suddenly appeared in my mind: the sky was dark, and the ferocious beast looked at Su Yemu with the teeth of tax profits. It struggled to get down from the dark cloud that entangled it, just in order to kiss Su Yemu's hand.

Su Ye Mu was excited, suddenly sober, and coughed twice: "longxusu actually has a name called yinsitang..."

"What are you doing in class time?"

A roar frightened a group of students in the History Department of Royal College. They almost fell off their chairs and looked up at the professor of history. Old man Li was looking at them. The headmaster, on the other hand, stood on Professor Li's back, his beard almost cocked up.

"Ningchuan, Lingfei, Adrian, Darren..."

One name after another was read out, all of them were supporters of the eastern civilization faction, eighteen people. The students of the Western civilization faction snickered and laughed, watching them lose face.

"Come up."

All the tiger body a shock, tense pharynx saliva, look at each other, hard scalp to go up.

"Turn on your terminal, each person has 21 inches of space, and project what you just saw onto the wall."

Old man Li gritted his teeth in anger. These boys, let's see how he can fix them.

The people who were carried to the stage looked at each other again. They remembered that a classmate was also watching a video in class. He was caught by the head of the Department and projected the picture in front of the whole school. All of a sudden, the whole school was in an uproar. Why?

He's looking at the film!

However, he is also cheeky, just as nothing, has been living.

Ningchuan, they are not as cheeky as this classmate. Their only happiness is that they are watching food live.

One terminal projection after another hit the wall, and eighteen Su Yemu appeared on the wall. He wrapped the Longxu cake and explained the allusions: "it is said that during the Zhengde period of the Ming Dynasty, Emperor Zhu houzhao of the emperor of emperor Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty came to Lin'an and found that the sugar was milky white in color, fragrant in the entrance, exquisite and beautiful in appearance, so he loved it very much Take it back to the palace and name it longxusu. "

"As a royal product, its status is beyond doubt, with the reputation of Lin'an first." In Su Yemu's era, many people were stepping on longxusu, and they also made a lot of rankings, such as the worst snacks, the worst cakes, and the longxusu.

Longxusu is not an ordinary pastry. Its process seems simple, but its taste is polarized: it is very delicious or very bad.

In addition to the technology, raw materials are also important. The first-class maltose of 500g costs 700 yuan, and the cakes made are no worse. In the suyamuni era, most of the products sold outside were made of white sugar or sugar flakes to make syrup for silk drawing. Of course, the taste was poor.

What the emperor ate made it tasteless. It can only be said that the method was wrong.

Su Yemu talked with all his heart, not knowing that he was on the podium of the Royal College of history.

Professor Li was shocked and wide eyed. He covered his chest with one hand and projected it on the blackboard studio with one finger. His mouth was open, his lips trembled and his eyes turned white

"Come on! The students of the Oriental civilization faction are very angry with Professor Li! "

A long cry shocked both inside and outside the Royal College.

A total of 100 Longxu Su Ye Mu made, 80 out of the lottery, one person two, draw 40.

Su Ye Mu said, the screen brush fly, there is only one request, one person a good, so there are 80 copies.

This sad, who knows.

Su Ye mu, at the request of the audience, immediately attracted cheers. Waves of gift brushes flew up and attracted another wave of audience. The fans of star brushing were eager to burn the fans of the captain.

Who told you to paint the captain? I don't know the captain will report it all the time. Will someone come to pick up the fighters? If you want to support broadcasting, won't you brush two more starships? You're a real love fan?

The captain who was scolded could not raise his head. Under the comfort of broadcasting, he finally overcame the inferiority complex of being questioned IQ. He raised his head, wiped away his tears, and continued to brush the star ship.

Su Ye Mu:

After the Longxu crispy is finished, erha's Gongbao chicken is better, and his second dish today is steamed eggplant.

It's not difficult to steam eggplant. Cut the eggplant into finger length, and then cross cut one section. It's good to put it on the plate. Steam it in cold water for 13 minutes.

The most important thing about steaming eggplant is the sauce that is drenched on the eggplant after it is cooked.

Mince the meat, add cooking wine, soy sauce, salt and sugar, flour, scallion, oil and stir well. If you like spicy food, you can add some dry pepper to taste.

Add oil in a hot pot, stir fry ginger powder, stir fry for 2 minutes under meat sauce, stir well with garlic paste, pour on eggplant.Of course, at present, erha only goes to the eggplant cutting stage.

/Broadcast, tell a story, tell a story. /

/ move the chair, sit in the front row, star eye, love broadcasting. /

Su Yemu chuckled, thought for a moment, and said, "during the reign of Xianfeng, the governor of Shandong, Ding Baozhen, had dinner in a restaurant during his inspection in Dujiangyan. However, as the lunch time was over, there was nothing to eat in the small restaurant, but everyone was already very hungry. So the owner of the small restaurant stir fried chicken and several raw materials together to make a dish Thinking of this, it was really delicious. Ding Baozhen was very satisfied, so he got the name Gongbao chicken

Su Yemu's voice reverberates in the classroom. Professor Li has been carried to the platform by the medical staff. His eyes are fixed on the screen, his hands are stretched out, and his mouth is babbling and saying something. He looks like he will not survive if he is not burned to death.

The headmaster sighed, patted Professor Li on the shoulder and comforted him: "you go! I know what you're trying to say. Young people don't do good things. They teach bad young people. I have to complain to the TV platform to attract these students to watch the live broadcast during class time. "

"No..."

"Go!"

After being carried out of the classroom, two lines of tears slipped from the corner of Professor Li's eyes. What I want to say is: this young man, I'll take it.

The headmaster turned around and snorted to the 18 students: "you, all give me two copies of the review, do not look for a proxy."

He left in a huff.

At this time, the young man who had been carrying the terminal lens turned his head: "master, it's fragrant."

High pressure sends out sour fragrance, and the water flows out in an instant.

/After paying attention to broadcasting, I know that my mouth water is connected to the spring eye. /

/ dear broadcasting, is there a shortage of daughter-in-law? /

[audience: no shortage. ]

when the lid of the high-pressure pot was opened, the fragrance became more intense, and some people could not help holding out their spoons.

/Hot, sour, delicious, but no taste. /

"it's not salted yet," he added the right amount of salt, stirred it, and then the soup was rolled for another three minutes and turned off the heat.

When the hot beef soup comes out, the crowd pours on it and people fold up. It looks terrible. Although it's only holography, they can't squeeze anyone.

/The taste is sour and crisp. The beef is soft, delicious and appetizing. I think I can eat a pot of rice at this time. /

/ beef sucks the taste of tomato, tender and smooth with acid aroma, delicious and delicious. /

/ I couldn't help but take a sip of the soup and have a good drink. I want to have bibimbap. /

/ I'll cook a pot of rice and wait for the broadcast to get me. /

/ who, like me, bought a pot, bought rice, and waited for sowing, sowing, smoking and cooking. /

this comment is followed by a pile of hands raised, followed by prayer comments.

/Recently, I checked the comments on the broadcast and found that the earlier the message prayed for winning the prize, the easier it was to win the prize. However, those who asked the Marshal's blessing had a particularly high chance of winning. /

/ would you really say it? /

/ I love all living beings. /

believe it or not, all the messages are for the Marshal's blessing. Good, the marshal successfully defended his title as the first of the three magic tools.

At this time, erha's eggplant also came out, the oily meat sauce drenched in the soft rotten eggplant, a few green scallion let eggplant even add a lot of appetite.

Two ha carrying eggplant, Ben a face excited, want to let everyone taste, but at this time, Su Yemu's tomato beef soup just came out, all pounce on that pot!

Su Yemu picked up his chopsticks, picked up an eggplant, blew two mouthfuls, and bit it into his mouth. The taste was delicious. Minced meat, mashed garlic and eggplant blended together to form another special flavor: "not bad. The meat foam is a little old. Next time I remember that the meat foam can't be stir fried for more than two minutes, and it will be old in two minutes."

"Yes, master."

Sad face brightened up again.

Su Yemu: how nice!

/I want to eat, I want to eat too. /

/ well, it's delicious, delicious, worthy of being the apprentice of sowing. /

/ the restaurants of Neptune are delicious. /

after receiving the praise, erha's mouth was almost cocked up to the root of his ear. He repeatedly waved his hands and blushed: "it's still far from it, it's still far from it..."

/What about the kitchen king of the sun? /

/ I really want to rub him. /

Su Yemu looked at them with a smile and nodded occasionally.

/An old mother's smile. /

/ he doesn't know. In fact, he is also very cute. /

Su Yemu: what are you talking about? It's too windy to hear.

When everyone had almost finished eating, Su Yemu began to draw a lottery. There were 80 snacks and 2 meals. No repetition, 82 places.

With Su Yemu's drawing system, we began to leave messages to worship God: hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me

Countless "zhongi" drifted by, and Su Yemu could hardly recognize the two words.

System: Congratulations, I love eating corn dumplings. I love Yangzhou fried rice. I was selected by the system to be the winner of this time. The gift will be sent out soon.System: congratulations to old man Bai, Bai Yitu, I love to eat Sixi meatballs A total of 80 audience members were the winners and the gifts will be sent in the near future.

With the announcement of the list, this afternoon's live broadcast will end.

/Today is the first day of the farm construction. There are nine days left. /

Su Yemu faced the terminal and said with a smile: "there are nine days to go. We are waiting for the farm to be completed. Then we will be here for today's live broadcast. See you tomorrow."

Su's mother leaves out the food for the workers.

"Two more. I'll stay."

"There are two for a-Si. He has a big appetite."

Words blurted out, Su Ye Mu a Leng, this just remembered, a silly left.