Gourmet Live Room

The old fans expressed their calmness: Today you ignore me, but tomorrow I will make you unworthy.

The top management of the TV platform was also very calm, except for Mr. Daim, because he was the one who suppressed Su Yemu’s star rating.

Mr. Daim was wronged, he obviously ‘suppressed’ Su Yemu because of his talent, how did it become him taking money?

“Old man Bai, you are not kind. It has been so many days, why haven’t you acted yet?”

“Isn’t there something wrong here? It’s only happened in the past two days.”

“Haven’t you come back yet?”

“You guessed it?”

“How can you not know about such a big movement? What’s going on? Could it be that Neptune is going to make a move?”

“It’s not that complicated, it will be solved soon.”

“That’s good, hurry up! I can’t wait to eat him raw.”

The old man Bai laughed, and he also didn’t expect such a talented person to be born in such a small Saier star. This young man should thank Mr. Daim for his talent, and also thank the old man, he withdrew all the videos of his fans moving to the official website of the Chefs Association.

However, it was not a thing in the pool, and it was almost impossible to be trapped.

Mr. Daim hung up the phone calmly before getting up, and a young man hurried in.

“Mr. Daim, where is Mr. Lane?”

“What’s the hurry? He hasn’t returned from the imperial capital yet.”

“This is terrible,” the man walked anxiously: “I just received a call from the Secretary General of the Royal Academy. They complained that Su Yemu lured the students of the Royal Academy to watch the live broadcast during class time!”

The corners of Mr. Daim’s mouth twitched, he also heard about it, and heard that Professor Li was admitted to the hospital in anger, but Mr. Daim didn’t believe the rumours.

“Don’t jump to conclusions on this matter, Ryan and I will deal with it.”

Since the old man Bai said that there was nothing wrong there, Ryan should be back soon.

On this day, Su Yemu’s live broadcast room was opened amidst much anticipation, “Hello everyone, I am Su Yemu, welcome to [Gourmet Live Room], these are my two apprentices, Erha and Jiang Xiaoyu.”

“Hi everyone, I’m Erha, senior brother.”

“Hello everyone, I’m Jiang Xiaoyu, second senior brother.”

Why do I want to laugh for no reason?

Is there any other brother? Is Bobo going to take on apprentices again? Watch me, watch me, my talent speaks out, even I am afraid.

Bobo, I’m new here, look at me, I’m your fan.

God, is the male god so handsome?

Two days later, Bobo’s complexion has returned to rosy, don’t worry, contract Bobo’s prosperous beauty.

The cheerful atmosphere in the live broadcast room made the food fans who had just entered the pit very comfortable, the fans were right; the live broadcast world had always been uneven, and fans often fought in the live broadcast room, which was very annoying. God knew they just wanted to experience the food.

“Today I bring you twice-cooked pork[1], braised bamboo shoots in oil[2], roasted potato cubes[3], and lamb bone soup[4].”

It sounds delicious, but Erha is still in charge of the meat and vegetables? So you are in charge of the soup? Is the baked potato wedges made by the second brother? PS: I don’t know why, but I want to call him Second Senior Brother.

When I heard the word meat, I started drooling again. I didn’t recover from last night. When I woke up early in the morning, the pillow was full of saliva. My younger brother said it was bedwetting, so I was angry.

Son, come on, I support you, mother loves to eat whatever you do.

As soon as this comment came out, the screen in the live broadcast instantly cleared, and silence spread; Su Yemu was also stunned, trying to recall, but the memory told him that the parents of this body were indeed gone!

Aunt?

What’s the name of the aunt, this mother is only forty years old, can’t I be a mother fan? snort!

As soon as this remark came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They all forgot that there were mother fans in the online world.

Su Yemu also breathed a sigh of relief, this startled him, thinking that there would be a feud between rich and powerful families.

“Except for baked potatoes, I’ll cook the other three dishes myself.” Su Yemu planned to let them observe for two more days before letting them do it. But roasting potatoes was easy, and they had already read the recipe in advance, if not, Su Yemu really wanted to imitate his master and punish his brother, and raise a big pot.

Haha, I can watch Erha again, looking forward to it.

Love Bobo, love Bobo, hug Bobo, hold high, and go around in circles.

“You can’t lift me.” Su Yemu was helpless. He knew it was a girl when he heard the comment. Although he was not tall, he was also 1.78 meters, and his weight was there. This idea could not be established.

Pfft, serious face: What are you talking about? Girl paper, be careful.

Serious face: It will twist to the waist, come, I will hold you high and turn around. Hahaha, make up your mind quickly.

Gourmet fan: Are all the fans in this live broadcast room so showy?

A fan who just entered the pit before: Comrade, you finally understand our mood, very good, starting today, we can play together.

The harmonious and cheerful comments in the live broadcast room made people feel good, and Su Yemu cooked the soup first.

He blanched the lamb bones and set it aside. He cut carrots and white radishes with a hob, and sliced ginger. He took a pot, added lamb bones, radish, star anise, peppercorns, bay leaves, green onion knots, dried chilies, ginger, brought it to a boil over medium heat, and simmered it over low heat for an hour and a half.

Actually, I think stewing soup is not that difficult. I have already learned how to make soup, but the problem is that it is not delicious.

“It’s enough to practice cooking.” Cooking was sometimes based on feeling, especially in terms of heat, which depended on experience.

What Su Yemu would cook next was twice-cooked pork, a dish he liked very much. Pork belly would be used, but the meat was too fat.

He cooked the chunks of meat in a pot under cold water, he picked them up and put them in cold water, cut them into thin and large slices of meat, green garlic, green onion, ginger, garlic, dried red pepper, pepper, bean paste, sugar, and let it marinate.

When it came to bean paste, he had to say Tong Ren Tang, yes, bought it from Tong Ren Tang.

He put oil in a hot pan, stir-fried ginger, dried chili, Chinese prickly ash, and scallions until fragrant, added sliced meat, and fried them in oil over low heat. The color of the sliced meat became transparent and golden yellow. He rolled it up slightly and set it aside.

Fragrant, so thin and transparent, burnt, want to eat, want to eat.

Shh, keep your voice down, we’re sneaking.

It’s so fragrant, so fragrant, I have nowhere to put my saliva!

Su Yemu: The terminal has read your comments.

“The steam in the pot is too hot, so you can’t steal it now, be good!” Su Yemu put the meat aside, added some bean paste to get the oil out, added a little light soy sauce, a few drops of cooking wine and stir-fried the meat.

Ahh…, you teased me again, let me tell you, you will be responsible if you tease me, hum!

Observe, must listen to broadcast.

After the cooked pork was done, he added green garlic, red and white green peppers, stir-fried them over high heat, he sprinkled a little sugar, stir-fried it again, and the pot was ready to serve. The meat was bright red in color, crystal clear, with red and green peppers interspersed with golden slices of meat. The meat smell in the air with the salty aroma of bean paste, and the salty aroma had a hint of spiciness, making the mouth water.

I’m drooling all over the floor, the first mouthful has to be mine.

Fat but not greasy, with a strong aroma in the mouth. It has a completely different taste from eating Dongpo pork. There are so many ways to make the same meat, and it is super delicious.

The thin slices of meat have been fried out of the oil, and they don’t feel greasy at all. The lean meat is burnt, and the fat meat is elastic. It’s delicious. Food fans finally have a home, and I want to cry.

Lack of rice, lack of rice.

Sure enough, I am still smart. I have already cooked rice, a bite of rice, and a bite of twice-cooked pork. Haha, I am satisfied.

Everyone said that there was still such an operation?

After the twice-cooked pork was cooked, Su Yemu started to make braised bamboo shoots. By the way, he had a look at the situation of the two people standing silently in the corner.

The skin of the small potatoes was peeled by their hands, that was, at least one-half of a potato was peeled off.

O potato, rest in peace!

The two of them were red-faced, two of the three baskets of potatoes had been cut into half, and the evidence against them was the remaining half of the basket.

“It’s like this the first time, pay attention next time.” Seeing that they were doing well, Su Yemu took out the processed bamboo shoots, patted them into pieces, and blanched them.

Bobo is really kind, but Erha, you can’t cry like you did when cutting chicken.

With twice-cooked pork stuffed in his mouth, a group of spectators began to teach Erha how to cut potatoes; Erha’s face turned red, was this going to be okay?

Hearing their noise, Su Yemu put the bamboo shoots into the pot and stir-fried them in a large amount of oil, added soy sauce, salt, and sugar, stir-fried again, added an appropriate amount of water, and simmered for fifteen minutes on medium heat to collect the juice.

The braised bamboo shoots in oil were red and oily, and the aroma was strong. One bite, it was crisp and delicious. It was absolutely delicious with a bowl of white rice.

No, it’s already the fifth bowl of rice, but I still want to eat it, ah, my stomach, why don’t you grow up.

Bamboo shoots are so fresh and tender, bite them down and make a clicking sound, chewing so strongly.

Sweet and crispy, this thing is really delicious and appetizing.

The outside is rich and oily, but the inside is light and delicious when you bite into it. The two flavours are mixed together, absolutely perfect. I wish I knew the anchor earlier, I wasted the first half of my life.

Su Yemu had finished the two dishes, and the soup needed to be stewed for a while. For such a simple dish as baked potatoes, Su Yemu asked them to finish it. After all, just add salt, cumin powder, chili powder, and vegetable oil to the potato cubes and stir well, then place the potato cubes on tin foil, brush with a layer of vegetable oil, and put them in the oven.

Bobo, please tell a story, tell a story, today’s dishes haven’t come out yet!

Yeah, Bobo, you haven’t talked about it yet! Speak!

“Not all dishes have allusions, after all, they are all home-cooked dishes.”

Then let’s sing a song! Bobo’s voice is so nice, it must be nice to sing.

Please sing.

The new audience said: Move the chair, sit in the front row, and shout.

“I’m tone-deaf if I sing pop songs.” Su Yemu couldn’t figure out why he was tone-deaf, just like his family didn’t understand why Su Yemu became a chef.

Hey, Bobo, you are ruthless, you are unreasonable, you are making trouble, you are ruthless and unreasonable. But, if you really don’t know it, forget it; Bobo, I’ll sing you a song!

The previous one, want a special show? Open the door and turn right, it is a pond!

Raise your hand weakly, why don’t you read a poem with us!

“That’s it! I’ll sing a piece of Peking Opera for everyone, that’s “Manjianghong·Rising to the Crown”.”

Su Yemu remembered the scene when his father pressed him to learn Peking Opera when he was young, and he didn’t know if he would have a chance to see him again.

Applause, clap your feet in favour.

Sounds great.

Move the chair, no one will grab me.

The laser cannon has been set up, you can be silent, applause, please start.

For a while, the live broadcast room became quiet, and even the two who were oiling the potatoes couldn’t help but relax.

Su Yemu straddled his feet, turned his body slightly, raised his right hand and bent it to be flat with his body, and moved his left hand back. With a movement of his body, he lifted his chin, and the momentum suddenly appeared. He stared straight ahead with sharp eyes, showed an angry look, and opened his voice: “Angry, rushing to the crown, leaning on the railing…”

“What are you looking at?”

Just after the military meeting, Heka followed the marshal to the playground, thinking that he would be training soldiers, but unexpectedly they had gathered together to watch the live broadcast, Heka was so angry, he gritted his teeth, let him throw it away in front of the marshal, and see how he would kill these bastards.

②”…When will the hatred of the courtiers be destroyed? Drive a long car and step through the gap in Helan Mountain…”

A rough and heroic singing voice echoed in the playground, and the owner of the voice was a handsome young man. He was standing on the grass in the playground, looking into the distance, his cold eyes were chilling, and he had a terrifying aura. Like a general standing on the battlefield with a sharp blade.

③”…Laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu. Waiting to start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky…”

He seemed to be talking about something that everyone couldn’t understand, but he was full of ambitions, lofty sentiments, and the one who defended his homeland. His feelings seemed to infect them.

It let them want to shout: Marshal, what do you want to do?