Chapter 223: Home Cooking Teaching

The Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the countryside is always very early, some even eat it at noon, and some eat it as dinner at four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

And you can also set off firecrackers here, starting from eleven o'clock, the neighbors on the left and right begin to crackle and set off firecrackers to celebrate the Chinese New Year's Eve.

Nanyue took out all the things he bought, half of which he put in his grandmother's room, and the other half was left in the afternoon and taken to his uncle's house, which was a few dozen meters away.

Then I tied my hair, put on an apron, grabbed my phone and a small shelf, and prepared to go to the kitchen to make lunch, and start a live broadcast by the way.

Grandma tried her best to stop her from working.

It was the South Vietnamese who said that in order to complete the task, they had to do it, so they were allowed to go into the kitchen.

Although my grandmother lives alone in the old house, my uncle and aunt have always been very filial, and the ingredients and New Year's goods that should be bought have never been left behind.

There is also a single-door refrigerator in the kitchen, which is full of ingredients.

After Nanyue finished inspecting the entire kitchen and probably planned what to do, he sent a message to Mo Lulu to inform him.

Then she started the live broadcast and put the phone at a suitable angle, which was able to include the range of her activities in the camera.

In the live broadcast room, it is naturally still a snowball.

After all, Sheng Jingrui was replaced as the boss, and he also solved the people behind the scenes for her, so she naturally had to repay one or two.

As soon as the live broadcast started, as always, there was no audience, so Nanyue took out all the ingredients first, sorted them and put them away, and began to deal with them.

At noon, she and her grandmother ate and cooked a few simple home-cooked dishes, which was still difficult for South Vietnam.

After washing what should be washed and drying his hands, Nanyue took the time to look at the screen of his mobile phone.

At this glance, it attracted a barrage frenzy, bounced up one by one, making it impossible to see what was sent for a while.

It seems that Mo Lulu publicized her live broadcast on Weibo.

Nan Yue picked up the barrage that flashed by quickly, and replied: "I'm at my grandmother's house in the countryside, where I used to live, and I'm going to make lunch." ”

"Which countryman? Well, you don't know. ”

"Can a country woman start a live broadcast? Phew, I'm not yet nineteen, I'm a girl! ”

"To make slices of winter bamboo shoots, shallots and tofu, mushroom choy sum, steamed sea bass, seaweed egg soup."

"Of course I can do it, I used to work in the kitchen, just look at it."

While replying to the barrage, South Vietnam chopped vegetables and mixed sauce.

The sea bass was killed with the help of her grandmother, and when she saw her chatting on her mobile phone, she was still hesitating at the door, afraid that she would come in and be photogenic.

Nanyue hurriedly went to take over, asked his grandmother to go to the room to rest first, and then steamed the fish and officially started stir-frying.

There is no use of range hoods in the countryside, and they all go out from the chimney, so it is not noisy, and Nanyue will explain from time to time, saying how to make this dish delicious.

The planned eating and broadcasting has directly turned into a home-cooked food teaching.

The audience was amused and cheered, but what they appreciated was not the food made by South Vietnam, but the way South Vietnam cooked food.

This is a South Vietnam that they can't see on the screen at all, so naturally they have to cherish it, and they have to record it for future skeem.

Every time Nanyue finished cooking a dish, he would stop a little to thank the audience in the live broadcast room for the little star gifts, and repeatedly persuaded them not to give it.

But the more she persuaded, the more the audience sent it, as if they were happy to see her embarrassed.

Then, there was simply a person who smashed a kaleidoscope directly, and it was still ten at a time.

"Thank you...... Ten kaleidoscopes of the rising sun. "Is it a coincidence that South Vietnam was slightly stunned?

The audience was first frightened, and then some slowly came back to their senses and asked questions similar to those of South Vietnam.

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^