"No, I don't have anything to be afraid of!"

"I can say, I don't eat coriander!"

"I can eat it all!"

"I'm not taboo!"

"I'm not taboo!"

All five of them are easy to feed, except for one who doesn't eat coriander, there is nothing taboo.

"Okay, then I'll rest assured, you guys talk first!" After Ding He finished speaking, he entered the room, called the hotel phone that he asked for when he was shopping for vegetables in the morning, and ordered four hard dishes, braised hoof, Kyoto roast duck, squirrel cinnamon fish, and ground pot chicken.

After making the call, Ding He saw the five of them, and then remembered what he promised to fans yesterday. So he asked the five people, "Do you mind if I start a live broadcast?" Because a lot of fans can't go to the scene, they want to watch it through the screen!"

"It's okay, anchor!" the five of them thought for a moment and agreed.

Ding He directly used his mobile phone, turned on the vibrato live broadcast, entered the live broadcast room and said: "Hello! Everyone has been waiting for a long time! We just came home! This is the first time for the anchor, live broadcast at noon!"

I thought there were few people, but I didn't expect that as soon as I entered the live broadcast room, there were more than 10,000 people waiting. With the start of the live broadcast, the number of people is still increasing, and it won't take long for it to exceed 30,000. Ding He Ding He then remembered that today is Saturday, and it should be on the trill recommendation position.

"Anchor, I'll take your first time!"

"I've been waiting for a long time, you're here!"

"Anchor, have you eaten? I'm still waiting to see how I cook?"

"What about the second prizes? Let me see why they are so lucky?"

The fans in the live broadcast room are as active as ever, and the barrage has not stopped since Ding He appeared.

Ding He asked the opinions of the five people: "Do you want to say hello to everyone?"

"Okay!" the lively Qian Ling was the first to agree. The others hesitated, but then agreed.

"Hey, good afternoon, everyone!" said Ding He when he turned the camera to them, and the five of them waved together.

"Wow, what a lot of girls!"

"Anchor, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person, too beastly!"

"Is it just a man? A man's luck is still not good!"

"Anchor, ask for introduction, I'm single and unmarried, a few girls can introduce me to that!"

The old irons in the live broadcast room saw that there were four women and one man, swiping gifts and ridiculing at the barrage.

Turning the camera around, Ding He continued: "Old Tie, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you!"

"Anchor, please step aside, I want to see the girl!"

"Where's my sister-in-law?

"I'm tired of seeing the handsome little face of the anchor, we want to see the girl!"

"Please turn the camera back, thank you!"

In the live broadcast room, the old irons found that the girl was gone, and rioted again, constantly ridiculing the barrage.

Ding He had long been accustomed to the barrage ridicule, pretending to be pitiful and saying: "It's like this again! Last time my cousin came, you guys were like this! This time it's still like this, is the sister important, or is the anchor me important?"

"Of course, it's the anchor who is important...... I want a girl!"

"The anchor thinks a lot, Mingren doesn't say secret words, girls are important!"

"Little brother of the anchor, you are the most important, I support you!"

"I don't want a girl, just the anchor, this... It doesn't exist, it's impossible in this life!"

The barrage kept scrolling, and although there were sporadic people supporting Ding He, they were completely overwhelmed by the shouts of the hungry man.

"Lao Tie, it's heart-piercing! You people who have forgotten their friends, you are so disappointed to me!" Ding He took out the acting skills he had learned in Pu Opera for four years, made a desperate expression, and said melancholy, "You are unkind, don't blame me for being unjust! You wait, I will kill you in a while!"

Ding He said, took his mobile phone into the kitchen, and prepared to start cooking. Ding He went out in the morning, bought fresh ingredients, and piled them up in the kitchen.

"Iron, I just bought the ingredients in the morning, they are very fresh! What do you like to eat? I'll make them for you...... Look!" Ding He walked into the kitchen, put his mobile phone on the windowsill, and joked in front of the knife case for cutting vegetables.

"Anchor, you're so skinny, does your family know?"

"Come, I like to see it, bring me a vermicelli carving!"

"Anchor, are you sure you know how to cook?"

"No matter what I think, the anchor doesn't look like a person who can cook!"

"Anchor, don't take a knife, cut your hand, how can you play the guitar?"

Fans in the live broadcast room kept posting barrages, ridiculing on the one hand, and caring on the other.

"You just put your heart in your stomach! It's still okay for the anchor to cut vegetables!" Ding He looked at the barrage, not knowing whether to be angry or happy, and helplessly explained, "There are so many ingredients, the anchor cuts one, you know! What do you want to see the anchor cut?"

"Anchor, don't be reckless, hurt your hand, how can you sing live at night?"

"Yes, anchor, don't be pushy, I want to see cut potatoes!"

"Anchor, pay attention to safety! I think the green pepper is pretty good, so let's do it!"

"Be careful!

The old irons in the live broadcast room, the first half of the sentence cared about Ding He, and the second half of the sentence began to coax.

"Don't worry, come one by one!Let's start with the potatoes!" Ding He casually took the washed potatoes and said to the live broadcast room, "I'm going to start!"

As soon as the words fell, Ding He selected the knife from the knife holder and held the handle with his right hand. Holding the potato in his left hand, the moment the sharpener touched the potato, Ding He didn't care. It is no longer Ding He who manipulates the chipping knife, but the knife that controls Ding He's hand.

I saw Ding He constantly rotating the potatoes, sharpening the knife around the potatoes, turning around and around. A thin layer of potato skin, connected into a line, the potato is completely peeled, and the potato skin is not broken from beginning to end.

"I'll go, is this really fake? Please take my knees!"

"Did I buy fake potatoes?"

"Why? Why are you so good, anchor? Don't talk about writing songs and singing, you can also write novels, even if you can write novels, even if you can write novels, the potatoes are still so good! God, you're not fair!"

"This knife work is really showy, the anchor is ruthless! I'm convinced, and the motorcycle will be delivered!"

The old irons in the live broadcast room were completely stunned by Ding He, this peeling technique, ordinary people really don't know.

"Thank you for the gifts!" Ding He looked light-hearted, and said calmly, "The technology is still alive, so everyone can see and laugh!"

"Anchor, don't pretend to be X, be careful of being struck by lightning!"

"Little brother of the anchor, it's amazing! I like you even more!"

"It's all average, so what is mine?"

"Every time I watch the anchor's live broadcast, I am deeply shocked! But I just like it, do I have masochistic attributes?"

Lao Tie couldn't see Ding He pretending to be 13 in the live broadcast room, so he directly pierced it and continued to ridicule the barrage.

Ding He ignored them, peeled all the remaining potatoes, put the razor back, and then picked up the cutter and prepared for the next step, cutting shredded potatoes.