The Legendary Salted Fish of Longing Life

Chapter 12

Chapter 12 This is the legendary salted fish of the life that foodies are yearning for Chapter 12 This is the foodies. 　　 The audience in the live broadcast room also talked about it.

“A visitor is coming from the mushroom house. I don’t know who the visitor will be this time.”

“From the perspective of voice, although the other party uses a voice changer, it should be a girl.”

“But there seems to be a lot of girls here this time, otherwise why do you order so many dishes.”

“I now extend my deep condolences to Teacher Huang. Teacher Huang should not be able to leave the stove today.”

“Haha, the main Lin Heng has returned to the state of salted fish, so I can only rely on Teacher Huang.”

“There is no way, the longing life, Teacher Huang is this person.”

The audience originally expressed that Teacher Huang was a little sad, but it didn’t take long for such concerns to turn around, looking like a joke.

If Huang Lei knew about the live broadcast, he might even vomit blood.

He also doesn’t want to have such a persona.

But why, it will eventually become like this.

“Teacher Huang, it’s so hard.” Teacher He stood outside the door and sighed.

Of course, even though he said that, Teacher He still had a smile on his face, and he didn’t look worried at all.

As an old friend of twenty years, He Jiong can also be regarded as a bad friend.

“Yes, Teacher Huang is very hard.” Lin Heng nodded.

“Tough, hard.” Dahua responded.

At this time, no matter how the three of them looked, they seemed to hang up high on their own.

In fact, it is exactly the same.

“Teacher He, with so many dishes today, you may have to buy a lot of ingredients from the director team. Today we should break the corn.” Lin Heng said.

“…” He Jiong.

“Hengheng, don’t let me return to reality so quickly, it’s related to us now, or you are like yesterday.” He Jiong said quickly.

“Oh.” Lin Heng said.

“Oh what do you mean?” He Jiong forced a bit.

“Oh.” Lin Heng.

“…” He Jiong and Dahua.

It seems that I can’t talk about this topic anymore, it’s dead.

“Did you feel anything yesterday?” Dahua saw the dead topic and picked up a new topic.

“Dahua, don’t tell me, Teacher Huang’s voice was like thunder yesterday, I can’t sleep at all.” He Jiong said helplessly.

When I slept with Teacher Huang last night, He Jiong said that he had listened to thunder all night.

“Yeah, yeah, Teacher Huang’s snoring is loud.” Dahua agreed.

“Teacher He, I also heard your snoring.” Lin Heng said lightly.

“…” He Jiong looked at Lin Heng suspiciously, “Heng Heng, you won’t talk nonsense.”

“Then you can ask Dahua.” Lin Heng shrugged.

“Dahua, do I snore.” He Jiong stared at Dahua, “I want to tell the truth.”

“Teacher He, they are a little shy.”

“The truth.”

“Teacher He, there is also snoring.”

“…”

“Teacher He, your snoring sound is much lower than that of Teacher Huang. If you are the voice of the construction site, Teacher Huang is the sound of thunder.”

“…”

“Teacher He, Teacher He…”

“I remember Teacher Huang said that the stove seems to have to make some mud, as if to move a cart of yellow mud.”

“Lin Heng, did I do something wrong?” Dahua looked dumbfounded.

“You did nothing wrong.” Lin Heng patted Dahua on the shoulder, “Continue later.”

At this time.

“Ah, there are chickens, there are chickens.” Dilly Reba’s voice rang at the door.

Lin Heng and others came over.

I can see that there is a chicken coop at the door, and there are three chickens in the chicken coop. They are still singing from time to time, and they are full of vitality.

“There are chickens. It seems that we don’t need to buy ingredients for a few dishes.” Teacher Huang stared at the three chickens.

The three chickens also felt the light that was not kind, and shouted louder.

“Teacher Huang, these three chickens are our members, how can we eat them?” He Jiong said helplessly.

As a chef Huang Xiaochu, in his eyes, many things are now directly transformed into ingredients.

“Lin Heng, what do you think of these three chickens.” Huang Lei asked Lin Heng next to him.

“The three are all hens, and they are very good. They must be delicious when they burn. After all, they are different from those in the city.” Lin Heng looked at the three hens.

With Lin Heng’s knowledge as a chef, one can still see the situation of these three chickens.

“Hen, then make up more.” Huang Lei smiled.

“…” He Jiong.

“Reba, are they too cruel, such cute chickens.” He Jiong continued.

“Cute chicken.” Di Lieba glanced at the chicken. “It looks like it will be very plump.”

“…” Three chickens.

Two chefs and one foodie, the kind of breath of three standing at the top of the food chain.

“Chicken, let’s leave here, they are too dangerous.” He Jiong picked up the chicken coop on the ground and hurried into the yard.

In their mushroom house, there is a place to raise chickens.

“Teacher He wait, teacher He, why didn’t you ask me, Dickens is so cute.” Dahua felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he hurried after him.

“Hengheng, do we choose a time?” Huang Lei’s eyes flashed.

“Yes.” Lin Heng nodded.

“I want to join too.” Dilly Reba raised his hand.

“…” Seeing this scene, director Wang Zhengyu trembled involuntarily.

Is this the real foodie and chef?