After the ham slices turned into thin strips under Chu Ci's hands, he changed those long bars and continued to chop and chop, and the fine ham grains were handled in the rhythmic sound of knives chopping boards.

Netizens vaguely feel that something is wrong?

Lian Qing also felt a little weird, in the memory of the original owner, although Chu Ci could cook a few dishes, he was not so skilled? Practicing secretly? Hiding a hand?

Chu Ci found that this is really a very suitable way for him to broadcast live.

You don't have to see those annoying remarks, and you don't have to hang a stiff smirk.

You don't have to answer some deliberately fault-finding questions, and you don't have to look at those malicious slanders.

Vegetables, carrots, tomatoes, mushrooms, and ham all walked around under his knife, and then they were neatly stacked on a plate and set aside, and Chu Ci began to wash rice and cook rice.

At this time, the camera did not scold Chu Ci's stunning face as netizens expected, but gave a close-up of the desktop.

The cries of netizens leaked through the screen.

"I finally waited until my brother started the live broadcast! Ask for a face! ”

"This should be an assistant with a mobile phone, right? What a brain circuit, ah, this is! The live broadcast is not for people, what kind of dishes to watch! Oh, I went to Chu Ci, and my brother's knife work is amazing! ”

Under the high-pixel picture presentation of the mobile phone, the side dishes of almost the same size stunned the friends who were watching the live broadcast.

At this time, the camera controller didn't know what to think, and went to give the kitchen knife a close-up.

Netizen: ......

"I think this photographer with amazing brain circuits might be hinting at something!"

"I think the same! Personally, I kindly suggest that those black fans, you have to think about it before typing! ”

Lian Qing was addicted, so she simply picked up the kitchen knife and put the cold and shining blade into the mirror.

The barrage slipped an ellipsis.

At this time, the sound of the refrigerator door opening and closing sounded in the live broadcast.

As soon as the camera turned, it was Chu Ci who took out a bottle of mineral water from the freezer.

Before he could drink it, he was snatched by someone.

Chu Ci's wide-eyed appearance was quickly intercepted.

The person holding the phone did not speak, but expressed her intention with a picture - a glass of boiled water that was still steaming.

Chu Ci hugged his arms: "Are you asking me to drink boiling water?" ”

Only then did everyone realize that his voice was a little hoarse.

Lian Qing fixed the mobile phone aside, added half a cup of mineral water to the boiling water, and then pushed the cup in the direction of Chu Ci with the mobile phone.

Netizens then understood.

Do not drink boiled water, drink warm water.

The lens was relatively low, and Chu Ci's face was not captured at all.

But everyone could hear him clearly, "What about you feeding the cats?" ”

"What should I do, I really want to see my brother's expression!"

"You are all superficial face controls! I'm different! I want to be the cup of water in the palm of his hand! ”

"Oh, I'm numb to the flesh!"

The sound of the alarm interrupted the netizens' infinite reverie, Chu Ci turned around again, turned on the rice cooker, and the half-cooked rice was steaming out.

Chu Ci stretched out his hand to take over the ingredients, and the partitions that were also very particular were fan-shaped and evenly sprinkled on the half-cooked rice.

Green greens, orange carrots, pink ham, white mushrooms, and red diced tomatoes in the middle.

Chu Ci thought about it, took the light soy sauce on the side, and drew a circle upside down.

Netizens cry in a storm-

"I just finished eating! Brother, you're forcing me to sin! ”

"Wei Mao thinks that he can smell the fragrance through the screen!"

"Am I really not on the wrong channel? I thought it was a celebrity live broadcast, but how could it be a food show? ”

Next, Lian Qing pointed the mobile phone camera at the time of the rice cooker.

Netizen: ......

Who is the photographer today! Say it and promise not to kill you!