() Bidding farewell to Anna, Liu Wei took Chubby and prepared to go up the mountain again, according to the original route.

Lin Bian, seeing a bunch of people gathered together, Liu Wei was a little curious, and walked over with the fans in the live broadcast room.

Find an empty seat in the crowd.

In front of her, a gray-haired grandmother was sitting on the ground cooking, with a mobile phone and a camera set up in front of her.

Liu Wei asked the old brother next to him very curiously, "What are you doing?"

The black brother looked at Liu Wei from top to bottom, and whispered: "She is an Internet celebrity grandmother, who cooks live every day, has millions of fans, and is a local celebrity!"

Liu Wei's eyes lit up, and he turned around and explained to the audience in the live broadcast room, "Brothers, I have met an Internet celebrity in India, and the grandmother who is cooking in front of me is making food live broadcast!"

The audience watched a little more carefully than Liu Wei and questioned Liu Wei's words.

"Are you sure it's a food show?"

"I feel like it's weird for grandma to cook!"

"Can this also become an influencer?"

"People's grandmothers are very simple, what's wrong with becoming an Internet celebrity? Brother Giao is married, why don't you say it!"

Liu Wei paid attention to the grandmother, and her cooking methods were indeed a bit strange, especially compared to those in China.

The old woman sat on a wooden stool with a scimitar inlaid with a scimitar facing upwards, and she held the ingredients prepared next to her - potatoes in her hands and pushed them up, with the help of thrust to cut the potatoes, which is exactly the opposite of the domestic way of cutting with knives, but it seems that she is handy.

Liu Wei's focus is: Don't potatoes scrape?

It looks like it has been washed, but the skin is still sticky with dirt.

The grandmother's live broadcast method is very special, she is intoxicated with the mood of cooking by herself, and there is no interaction with the audience who are watching her live broadcast, and the scene just plays a light music that is more rural and pastoral.

"I'm sorry, I've borrowed it!"

Liu Wei moved to the front of the live broadcast phone with a smile, he tilted his neck and glanced at it, there were still many people playing barrage on the phone.

A sense of disparity suddenly formed in my heart, it was also a live broadcast, why were others so relaxed?

"It's off!" The audience standing next to him reminded.

Liu Wei shifted his gaze to the hot iron pot, the old grandmother put some oil, after the oil was hot, put a plate of chopped onions into it, stir-fry a few times, and then poured the cut green peppers into the pot and stir-fried a few times.

Liu Wei thought she was going to fry the meat back in the pot.

Then she poured the chopped tomatoes into the pan and stir-fried.

"Nima, it's a vegetarian dish!"

"Stir-fried tomatoes with onions, I've seen them for the first time!"

"Green peppers, onions, tomatoes, is this a dark dish?"

"Can't imagine what it tastes like?"

Liu Wei's expression at this time is completely consistent with the questions carried by the audience's barrage.

He didn't say anything, perhaps because of the differences in food culture.

There were several women standing next to them, looking very serious, discussing that they might have come to learn how to cook.

The old grandmother kept turning the tomatoes in the pan until the tomatoes were soft and sticky, she reached out and grabbed a handful of yellow powder that I don't know what the seasoning was and threw it into the pot, grabbed another handful of salt and sprinkled it around.

"Laughing and crying, doesn't salt cost money?"

"If you eat it, you will scream to death!"

"Awesome, my grandmother, god-level cooking!"

Just when the audience felt that the grandmother had sprinkled too much salt, she poured a large pot of freshly chopped potatoes into the pot.

Liu Wei was taken aback, this is a dish?

He still used potatoes for another dish.

The audience and Liu Wei couldn't think of a name for this dish anymore?

Stir-fried green pepper potatoes with onions and tomatoes?

Liu Wei was puzzled, and the residents standing next to him began to applaud, as if celebrating the birth of a delicious meal.

Liu Wei is stupid!

The old grandmother closed the lid, raised her head and smiled at the live broadcast phone and the audience, nodded, her demeanor was very good, she should have been a standard beauty when she was young, although her face was full of wrinkles, but her behavior was generous and decent.

"Brothers, why don't we go into the mountains?" Liu Wei said.

"Wait, I want to see what the hell this dish is?"

"Ah Wei, you can taste it for us later!"

"There's nothing left to eat, it's time for you to perform!"

"I already see the rejection on Ah Wei's face!"

"Hahaha, Ah Wei, you've eaten insects and centipedes, what are you afraid of? What if people make pizza!"

"Laugh and cry, God pizza!"

After a while, the old woman opened the lid, and a thick wisp of white smoke came out of the pot.

Liu Wei cocked his nose and smelled the fragrance.

The old grandmother shoveled a little food in the pot with a spatula, brought it to the live broadcast phone, grabbed it with her hand and ate it, showing a happy smile, she was enjoying the meal.

Liu Wei noticed that the barrage on her live broadcast phone flew up, and the young man standing next to him walked up and put his arm around her shoulders and said something to the audience in the live broadcast room?

Then, the grandmother went back and shoveled a little more and walked straight to Liu Wei, and stretched out the food on the spatula in front of Liu Wei.

Liu Wei looked confused, pointed to himself and asked in English, "Let me eat?"

The young man holding the live broadcast mobile phone smiled and said, "You're a foreigner, right? Grandma wants to share the food with you!"

The old grandmother smiled at Liu Wei and nodded.

Liu Wei's throat squirmed twice, and the sound he made was heard by the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Hahaha, Ah Wei, don't be nervous, maybe it's the smell of chicken legs!"

"Ah Wei, you must not be polite, I believe in you, you can eat a pot!"

"We must not let down the enthusiasm of the Indian people!"

"Eat, eat, eat!hahaha!"

Liu Wei looked at the old grandmother's smile, there was a sense of kindness, he showed a reluctant smile, reached out and grabbed some and fed it to his mouth.

The stewed potatoes melt in your mouth, wrapped in the sour taste of tomato juice and the spicy taste of onions, Liu Wei sipped carefully, and his eyebrows propped up.

It feels pretty good!

I actually feel like eating curry chicken steak.

Liu Wei felt so amazing, the grandmother and the surrounding audience were waiting for his evaluation, and he gave a sincere thumbs up, "good!"

"Damn, really?"

"Ah Wei is giving face to others!"

"After all, it's in someone else's country, Ah Wei knows how to answer in his heart?"

Liu Wei looked at the audience's barrage and said: "Brothers, what I said is the truth, the taste is amazing, I don't believe it I'll eat a little more for you to see!"

Liu Wei walked over and asked the man next to the old grandmother, "Can you help me translate it?" I still want to taste the food she made!"

The man nodded, his mouth pressed to the edge of the old grandmother's ear, and told her Liu Wei's request.

The old grandmother showed a kind smile, brought a plate, and shoveled a plate for Liu Wei.

"Thank you!" Liu Wei took it, grabbed it with his hand, and preached while eating, "Brothers, grandma's cooking process has lost some impression points, but the taste is really good!"

"True fragrance warning!"

"Wangwang~" Chubby saw that the owner was eating happily, and it opened its mouth and began to drool.

Liu Wei didn't respond to it, it jumped up directly and put its forefoot on Liu Wei's shoulder, and licked it on the plate with its mouth.