Gourmet Live Room

Su Yemu was holding hands, warm, especially comfortable; just about to speak, he Yunting's face was even worse, and he shrank his neck.

He Yunting squatted down and touched Su Ye Mu Lu's small ankle outside. It was cold and cold, and he didn't feel any temperature. Now in autumn, the warmth is falling. According to the situation in previous years, if it rains again, it may start to frost and snow.

He Yunting put down Su Ye Mu's trousers rolled up on his little feet, and covered his bare instep and stood up.

Watching he Yunting's action, the audience shrunk his neck and was as quiet as a chicken. No one dared to open his voice. Everyone was playing drums in their hearts.

He Yunting stretched out his hand, took back the terminal, ordered to close, took Su Ye Mu's bucket, handed it to the adjutant beside him, and took Su Yemu upstairs.

"Take a bath."

Su Ye Mu responds and runs into the bathroom. He Yunting's face is really frightening. He Yunting can stop the children crying at night. It's not a lie.

When the live broadcasting room was closed, the people in the live room did not leave. He Yunting's eyes when he ordered the terminal to shut down just now made them cold, as if they were being hurled. The pressure was too frightening. They all forgot that this was in the live room. He Yunting couldn't hurt them at all.

/Will the broadcast be hit? /

/ don't scare me, won't you! I'm just worried about broadcasting. He should have caught a cold. /

/ with a therapeutic apparatus, I don't worry about this. I'm only worried that marshal he will scold the broadcasting station and cry. I'm afraid of him across the live broadcasting room, let alone the broadcasting station standing in front of him! /

/ don't you think the situation is wrong? Marshal he is like that. Is broadcasting really just borrowing from his house? /

/ you arouse the soul of my gossip. /

/ I think of the saying of the palace before, oh, oh, it's exciting. /

/ refuse, no, the old cow eats the tender grass. /

the live discussion was lively. Su Yemu came out of the bath and felt a little hot. He Yunting took a therapeutic instrument to Su Yemu for treatment. However, after a while, he stopped sneezing, his nose was not blocked, and he came back to life full of blood.

Su Ye Mu stretched out his hand: "terminal!"

He Yunting: "what to do?"

Su Yemu: "go up and hang up a notice."

He Yunting: "no live broadcasting."

Su Ye Mu nodded and the terminal returned to her hand; Su Ye Mu let go of her mouth, and then she responded, no! Why is he guilty.

He Yunting looked at his stupidity, rubbed his head, chuckled twice, and left.

Su Yemu boarded the terminal and hung the announcement of the Mid Autumn Festival in the live broadcasting room, and at the same time noted that the imperial dining building of the imperial capital was opened. Many people in the live broadcasting room did not know why they were relieved to see Su Yemu's announcement, and then went to advertise Su Yemu with joy.

At 12 o'clock in the evening, Su Yemu, who was relieved early in the morning, had a high fever. It was incredible that he had a high fever in the interstellar age. Using the therapeutic apparatus again, the effect is good, but not so good.

Su Ye Mu is a little confused. He thinks of the shoulder bitten by he Yunting. The place can't be cured. Is it because he is the soul of the earth? It's discrimination, naked / naked discrimination.

Su Yemu read his words and he Yunting bowed his head and listened carefully. The bottom of his heart could not help sinking. The earth, which has been abandoned for more than 3000 years, has long been devoid of living things. There are only snow and ice all over the sky.

He Yunting touched the cold sweat on Su Ye Mu's forehead: "where on earth are you from?"

"Earth!" blinked Su Yemu

He Yunting has no intention of further exploring. He hopes Su Yemu can tell him in person one day.

The military doctor was carried over by heca. After examination, he was also in a fog head: "or should I treat him with spiritual tentacles?"

"No need!"

He Yunting doesn't want to refuse. He Yunting hates to be entered into the spiritual world by others, except Su Yemu. At the same time, he Yunting also believes that Su Yemu doesn't like others entering his spiritual world, except he he he Yunting.

No way, the military doctors had to use physical therapy; ten minutes later, Su Yemu finally sobered up.

"Bad reviews of medicine in this era."

"Well, it's not good."

Next to the mental department of double s military doctors want to say: the interstellar age you still have a fever, is the bad evaluation, OK?

"Hard."

Su Ye Mu slightly turned his head, his face pressed against the pillow, and said that he was wronged.

He Yunting used to wipe sweat for Su Ye Mu continuously, and used ice bag to relieve pain for Su Ye mu.

"What's the pain?"

"I feel sick all over."

Su Ye Mu has a bad headache. He is also a little fidgety. He moves around and sleeps uneasily. He Yunting's eyebrows were tight and his face was full of worries and heartache.

"Go to the palace and find the doctor."

Huka: in the middle of the night?

Just want to ask, he Yunting's eyes have been put on Heka's body, and his fierce eyes don't seem to be joking at all.

Huka a spirit: "go at once."

Su Yemu's breathing was a little quick. His cheeks were white, his lips were dry, but his eyes were burning red."Go, you go and cook ginger for me, coke for ginger."

"What is coke?"

"Why no coke? You'll find it. "

"Well, go to find it right away," he Yunting winked at the adjutant, and asked him to find coke quickly, and then lowered his head to talk to Su Yemu: "it will be OK soon. If you can bear it again, the imperial doctor will come."

Adjutant: coke? I haven't heard of it. Where can I find it? But there's no way. Find it!

There is another person missing in the room, and Allen and the chief of staff are still left. They stand aside and watch he Yunting coax Su Yemu.

Su Yemu is cold and hot. He has a fever! Even so, he Yunting could only coax him in a low voice and not let him kick the quilt.

Su Ye Mu's pain is so severe that he still scolds people. He Yunting, the marshal, didn't even have a coke at home. How poor was he Yunting?

Mr. Allen was not bothered to look down, but he did not look back.

The marshal, who is praised as the best way to stop the night cry of children, is coaxing the children!

The imperial doctor soon arrived and gave Su Yemu a check, but he didn't find anything. He could only suggest: "try it in the treatment cabin! But marshal, you have to watch him. Chairman Su is moving around now, afraid of something wrong. "

"That's the only way."

He Yunting can't make su Yemu feel so painful all the time, so it's good to have a try. When he gets up and wants to hold Su Yemu, he Yunting's nerves ache and almost falls on Su Yemu.

"You go out."

The crowd was stunned.

"Get out."

This time, the voice was much harsher. What did Allen think? He took the doctor away immediately, and the chief of staff and others left with him.

As soon as the door is closed, he Yunting falls down, and his consciousness is dragged into the sea of knowledge by Su Ye Mu's sudden appearance of spiritual tentacles.

At this time, the situation in Zhihai was appalling. Su Yemu fell on the beach. He had a strong light on his body, and he Yunting had always been there. The gloomy sea inside the sea was being purified by this light.

He Yunting wants to go to Su Yemu, but he has been excluded. This is his knowledge of the sea. Normally speaking, Su Yemu can't refuse his approach at all. But now the facts tell he Yunting that Su Yemu has taken control of his sea awareness initiative.

The light bit by bit devoured the darkness. As time passed by, the dark sea became bright. The power that had been suppressing he Yunting's spiritual power disappeared. The turbid spiritual world was clear and bright. He Yunting even felt his own spiritual power loose.

A burst of strength broke out, and the spiritual force became more pure. The powerful impact on the spirit made he Yunting pale and knelt down on the ground.

4S？

How could it be? Since the emergence of mental power, it has never been seen before. Did Su Yemu improve his mental strength?

Su Yemu sat up from the beach, looked around in doubt, and saw he Yunting.

"What's the matter with you?" Su Yemu waved to him: "am I not having a fever? Why are you here? "

He Yunting slowly God, stood up and approached Su Ye mu, half knelt down, looked at Su Ye Mu and said in a deep voice: "don't you remember?"

"Remember what?" Su Yemu strange: "I wake up to see you."

He Yunting looked at Su Yemu carefully, for a long time, said: "you drag me here, purify the sea."

He Yunting pointed to the unfathomable sea.

Su Yemu turned to find that the sea had really become pure.

"Why?"

"I don't know. Let's go out first! You can always find the reason. "

He Yunting also vaguely worried about Su Yemu's body.

"I didn't expect me to be so powerful. Do I have hidden golden fingers? I don't know? "

"Maybe it's an ability you haven't discovered yet. Don't think about it."

They both woke up and looked at each other.

Su Yemu got out of bed and ran to take a bath. He was sweating all over his body. When he came out, the bed had been changed, and Su Yemu yawned and went to bed.

Before long, he Yunting opened the door quietly, sat down beside the bed, looked at Su Ye Mu's sleeping face, and murmured: "how many secrets do you have?"

The next day, Su Yemu just got up and heard the voice of the black boss. Seeing Su Ye Mu come down, he said with a smile, "little leaf, I've got an advertisement for you."

Su Yemu: "what kind of advertisement?"

"Speak for the farm," the black boss was very happy. Yesterday, Su Yemu only made one live broadcast. Today, there are lots of news about the Mid Autumn Festival. Many historians and archaeologists have responded and expressed their support.

God knows that these people are also su Yemu. After yesterday's live broadcast, they searched the historical documents all night to find a little information about the Mid Autumn Festival. However, it did not prevent them from clamoring to revive civilization.

With the blessing of these professors, the effect is more gratifying.

"I didn't shoot an ad

"Don't worry, there's Beth here. You're in sync."He Yunting next to him said calmly: "Susu is now the honorary chairman of the cooking association, so it is not suitable to advertise for the farm. In the future, your business should not involve him too much."

Since he has the reputation of honorary chairman of the culinary Association, he is too involved in business and money, which undoubtedly gives people a handle.

How can he forget this? No wonder Bai Jun said he did free work when he came here today.

"Tut, I didn't expect that. You don't have to worry about the farm and the shopping mall in the future. Let's just do your live broadcast."

Words fall, also do not give Su Yemu a chance to speak, people left.

Su Yemu: will he participate in the opening of the imperial restaurant?

Bai Xi, who is in the studio, is a little excited and cooperates with Su Yemu! I don't know if I can go home to have dinner with him after shooting the advertisement. Last time I went on gourmet, I can't forget the taste of that dish.

Can wait, wait, Bai Xi wait until the agent's notice, Su Ye Mu does not shoot, you shoot yourself!

The black boss asked Su Yemu to stop taking charge of the farm. He really didn't want him to manage it. He just told him that on the day when the imperial restaurant opened, you could show your hands on the stage.

Su Yemu is also very busy. The Lantern Festival needs to draw the lamp diagram and guess fans want him to write. From the live broadcasting room, Professor Li, who learned that Su Yemu wanted to write about the lantern fans, and Professor Huang, who had not returned to the Federation, began to follow Su Yemu from that day, even when he went to see the preparation of the imperial restaurant.

The Lantern Festival was arranged at the foot of the mountain behind the imperial dining building. Su Yemu drew the picture. Bai Jun asked for someone to decorate according to the picture. He also wanted to hire someone to set up a stall. He thought that he would not be able to recruit people. He didn't want all the students from the history college to sign up. There was not enough booths.

Three days before the Mid Autumn Festival, Sailstar's tourism project was finally named, and the route was opened, which ushered in a huge flow of people. Osmanthus wine, which had been brewing for more than a month, was also transported to the imperial restaurant, waiting for Kaifeng.

Osmanthus wine brewing time is not enough, but also can be used. There are su Ye Mu brew of yellow rice wine, black boss took two bottles, after the defendant he Yunting knew, the rest was moved into the Marshal's house.

On the day before the Mid Autumn Festival, Su Yemu was broadcast live again.

/Good tension, good tension, tomorrow is the Mid Autumn Festival, the first time to celebrate the Mid Autumn Festival, how to do? What should I pay attention to? /

/ isn't the process on the bulletin board? See for yourself! Even so, I'm nervous! These things have never been done. /

/ my family has made an appointment to go to the Lantern Festival tomorrow. I went to the Lantern Festival to see it. Unfortunately, the venue was closed. I can only see a lot of red lanterns from afar. I'm looking forward to it. /

/ my family also went. Unfortunately, the location of the imperial restaurant has been reserved. How can it be so fast? Wow, I cried. /It's heartbreaking for you to cherish the good fortune of our union. /

as soon as the studio opened, everyone started chatting. Su Yemu was ignored for the first time.

"Hello, everyone. Welcome to the food studio. I'm Su Yemu."

/Ha ha, broadcast. If you don't introduce yourself, everyone knows who you are! /

"I thought you forgot me!" Su Ye Mu asked with a smile: "remember what is the most important Mid Autumn Festival?"

Some people said the Lantern Festival, some said fried snail, some said to sacrifice the moon, Su Ye Mu and so on. Finally, one person said to eat moon cakes.

"Yes, to eat moon cakes, today we'll make them," Su Yemu took out the prepared materials: "traditional moon cakes are divided into many kinds, including Cantonese style and Suzhou style, and the stuffing is five kernels and coconut milk. Today, because of the time problem, we make two kinds."

/I'm so excited. It's delicious. /

the skin of moon cake is made of flour, invert syrup, vegetable oil and alkaline water. Due to the problem of time, suyemu has prepared the skin in advance; there are also five kernel filling, melon seed kernel, pine nut, walnut, etc., which are also made in advance. After explaining the two processes, suyemu starts to make coconut milk, soften the butter, add sugar, and then add egg liquid, Beat evenly, add milk, beat evenly, then add coconut milk, beat evenly, so out of the coconut paste stuffing.

Knead the skin into small balls and flatten it into skin. Knead the two kinds of stuffing into small balls, then put the stuffing into the dough, wrap it, put it into the mold and press it into shape.

Traditional moon cakes usually have the word "Fu Shou" on them. The mold made by Su Ye Mu is also the word. For the two kinds of fillings, Su Ye Mu makes 30 pieces each. After making them, they are put into the oven.

"In fact, there is a new type of moon cake skin, called ice skin. I didn't make it here, but I gave the list to my friends. If you come here tomorrow, you can eat it." Su Yemu originally wanted to do more in the studio, but recently he is really busy and has no time.

/Look forward to, broadcast, said before there are lamp fans, if we guess right, is it a prize. /

"well, a large number of moon cakes will be made as gifts, as well as lanterns and so on. There are a lot of prizes, so we should refuel." Su Yemu gives the list to the black boss to make moon cakes. It has been made and is on the way to the moon cake.

Everyone was very curious about the Mid Autumn Festival. They kept holding on to Su ye and chatted with interest until the oven made a "Ding" sound, and then they remembered that there were moon cakes.The shape of the moon cake is very beautiful. The edge is ivory. The bottom and surface are brownish red, and the color is burnt red. The aroma is strong. When Su Yemu took out the moon cake, someone could not help but take it.

/Oh, hot! /

/ warrior, did you just come out of the oven? How dare you. /

"is it hot? Is it hard? " Su Ye Mu worries to ask, although it is data, also painful!

/OK, thanks for broadcasting. I'm fine. I've reduced the pain. /

/ I can still do this, I've learned. /

Su Yemu breathed a sigh of relief, took out the moon cake and put it on the plate, cut it into four pieces, and the fragrance kept floating upward. In suyemu, it was ok, so let's do it quickly.

Cantonese style moon cakes are characterized by thin skin, crispy stuffing, delicious and delicious. Wuren, in particular, are all nuts with distinct layers. They taste delicious and delicious. The skin of coconut milk moon cake is as crisp as that of Wuren, but the filling is soft and crisp, sweet, milk and coconut.

/Delicious, better than biscuits. /

/ it's delicious. There are a lot of nuts in it. I like the skin best. It's crispy and crispy. /

/ I like coconut moon cakes. The stuffing is soft and glutinous. It's delicious. /

/ if I can't be picked today, I'll stay up late to read and try to win the first prize in guessing fans and get the moon cake tomorrow. /

/ I think it's better to stay up late and read books. Actually, there are more than 20 billion people online. /

/ would you like to ask, does our Federation have a share? Wow, I cried. I didn't get a federal share every time. /

"I can only draw three people from the mooncake I made today, but there will be a lucky draw tomorrow. There will be a federal share. Remember to log in and live tomorrow."

/Ah, on behalf of the federal airwaves. /

/ wow, is it still live tomorrow? I didn't think it would be live. /

/ shocked, happy, I won't sleep tonight, I'll stay here. /

/ is it live from the morning? /

"yes, it starts live in the morning until the lights turn off. In addition, today, in addition to three moon cakes, there will be a table of 12 people to participate in the opening banquet of the imperial restaurant. " Su Yemu hit a heavy bomb again, which made everyone confused. It took a long time for him to react.

/Smoke me, smoke me, have to smoke me, broadcast, I'm here, see me? /

/ God! Big prize! Put my pump pressure on this year. Be sure to hit me. /

/ press down the universe king. If I can't get it, I will no longer believe in the universe king with weak magic power. /

/ I put Marshal he down. If I can't make it, I'll put Marshal he on the air. /

/ I'll go, the prize, the gift will be smashed. /

at an order, the warships were smashed, and the crazy messages in the live broadcast room were in chaos. Everyone yelled at me, but there were only 12 places. As the system announced the list, some people really cried and others laughed.

The man who congratulated Yunting didn't hit the target. He was angry and mad: he sent the marshal to the broadcasting station to do hard work.

The author has something to say: thanks to the angel who cast the overlord vote or irrigate the nutrient solution for me ~

thank you for the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

14 bottles of small fish skin; 10 bottles of Xiaoshe fish skin; 2 bottles of rice for shangjiuxiao, Po wren and north; 1 bottle of HuoMei;

thank you very much for your support, and I will continue to work hard!