Chapter 212: Blueberry Yam

"Coming, coming~" Lin Maoshan, who was looking forward to the live broadcast, walked like a fly, and walked to the door to pick up his own expedited delivery, for fear of being stolen by Casper's eyeliner.

Miranda looked at his back and complained to Mu Linfeng: "He really doesn't look like a sick person." โ€

"Forehead ......" Professor Mu, who had been told by thousands of people not to let his old friends know his true situation, had no choice but to be sloppy, "It is said that he has become ill from hard work, and he has reached the age of retiring from the second line, and he has to do everything himself." โ€

"Character, stubborn and stubborn." Miranda has been living together for so many years, and of course she understands her ex-husband's temperament.

"Tsk, bad luck." Lin Maoshan, who came back with the crisper box, was followed by Casper, who was smiling with a formula and nodding to the two people in the room, and he said mercilessly, "I met this plague god when I went out." โ€

"I heard that you two were also there, so I followed up." Casper raised the "sampling box" in his hand with a businesslike attitude, "Give me half of it first, and you can divide the rest." โ€

"No way!" "Why?!" "Don't!" The three of them spoke in unison, even more hostile to the predator.

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"The rest of the beef patty is also fried, so that I and Zhaocai's dinner are almost ready, and there is a dessert left, and we will not delay it in steaming while we eat." Fang Qingnuan put the cut plate of yam into the steamer, and began to serve the plates and cutlery with Xiao Yi, ready to eat.

"Shredded chicken porridge, chicken, cumin squid, sweet and spicy shredded squid and yam beef patty, and with the final dessert, if the two of us eat it, it should be quite hearty, right?"

[Perilla duckling: Be strict, it's one person and one cat. ใ€‘

[223 is not 233: more rigorous, it's a person with a normal appetite and a magical kitten that eats twice as much as her. ใ€‘

[Rotten cabbage mush: I'm heartbroken, give me a bowl of porridge and I can show off an eighteen consecutive photos to the circle of friends QAQ]

[soulmate: Report, this anchor doesn't eat vegetables! ] ใ€‘

[You are my little crispy pear: hahaha, really, I feel that the anchor is about to be influenced by fortune and prefers carnivorous ใƒฝ (; โ–ฝ๏ผ› )ใƒŽใ€‘

[Beer without ice: If you tell the truth again, the anchor will grab a handful of cat grass and stuff it in your mouth hhhh]

"Lucky boy, would you like to eat at the same table with me?" After Fang Qingnuan sat down, she waved her hand at Zhaocai, who was still on the small table, and invited it to sit down in the old position opposite her.

"Ha~" opened his mouth wide to make a gesture for himself first, and Xiusi looked reluctant, twisting and jumping onto the big table.

"Oh, thank you for your face." The shovel official picked up the chopsticks and began to give him vegetables, "The porridge is still a little hot, eat the vegetables first, let's taste the sweet and spicy squid shreds you didn't eat just now~"

"Whew~" Since you sincerely invited, then Uncle Cat will try it reluctantly.

He had already tasted ordinary shredded squid, and after adding sweetness and spiciness, Hughes had already made a preset in his mind, and it should be almost ......

It's a completely different taste at all!! This is a good top, a batch of incense!!

"Hehe, it seems that Zhaocai still likes this squid shred." Fang Qingnuan put her heart down, blew the soup in the spoon, and reported to the audience, "Then I'm going to start tasting our main shredded chicken porridge today, please be in place!" โ€

"Cooking chicken porridge, I didn't cook it according to the formula last time, because the umami of the chicken broth is enough to make up everything." The first bite of shredded chicken porridge in her mouth, she only felt as if she had been thrown into the chicken soup and danced with the cooked three-yellow chicken: Gee Gee Gee Gee Baby Baby Baby ~ Gee Gee Gee Gee Baby Baby Baby!

"It was all the appearance of confusing everyone before, and the chicken shreds were completely reduced to a foil, and my tongue and body and mind now belong to the rice porridge that has absorbed the essence of chicken soup!" Fang Qingnuan chewed the shredded chicken and diced vegetables in her mouth, and made a categorical confession to the rice porridge, "The rice has been cooked soft and glutinous, it doesn't matter if you swallow it directly, but I can't bear it~"

"At this time, the meaning of the existence of diced vegetables is revealed, making up for the taste of shredded chicken that may be too monotonous, and it also plays a role in auxiliary foiling in terms of taste, and the refreshing vegetable aroma makes the chicken soup taste more and more fragrant." With that, she took a second and third sips.

[Macabaka: Hook my gluttonous worm is about to drill out of the stomach perforation!! ใ€‘

[The first marshal of the beta star: I want to buy chicken! ] Eat chicken tonight!! ใ€‘

[I don't sleep if the sun doesn't wake up: naรฏve speech, do you think so many people in the live broadcast room haven't placed an order for so long? ] ใ€‘

[The sky is full of small planets: the anchor uses this three-yellow chicken in the limited supply area, and it has long been gone, I grabbed an old hen and ate it like him]

[Rose Woman: The experience summed up from the live broadcast with the anchor, seeing that she began to introduce the ingredients, you can start placing an order when you are interested, otherwise it will basically be sold out when you wait for the meal]

[Blocks are not as good as circles:@ๆ˜Ÿ็ฝ‘็”Ÿ้ฒœๅฎ˜ๆ–นๅทไธบไป€ไนˆๅบ“ๅญ˜้ƒฝ้‚ฃไนˆๅฐ‘ๅ•Šๅ•Šๅ•Š!!! ใ€‘

"The three yellow chickens I use also have a head to say~" Fang Qingnuan put down and drank half a bowl of porridge, and dipped a few pieces of chicken for himself and Zhaocai to eat, "To be exact, the three yellow chickens do not refer to a specific breed, but generally refer to chickens with the characteristics of 'crown yellow, feather yellow, and pecking yellow'." โ€

"Legend has it that during the feudal dynasty of the ancient Chinese kingdom, Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, loved the taste of this chicken very much, and heard that it had the effect of warming and benefiting qi, protecting the cardiovascular system and strengthening the body, so he gave the name 'Three Yellow Chicken'. You know, in feudal times, yellow was a symbol of royalty and was very noble. โ€

"Woo~woo" Xiusi heard the familiar keywords, and couldn't help but sigh about his relationship with the chicken in front of him, obediently, it turns out that you are a chicken specially born for the royal family~ Then I will eat a few more pieces!

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"The ribs I've been thinking about are finally ready to eat!" Fang Qingnuan opened the steamer, and when the white smoke was filled, a domineering aroma of meat immediately wafted out, "This is already a more subtle way to eat pork ribs, but who makes it meat?" It's so fragrant! โ€

She sprinkled a small handful of chopped green onions on her plate and let the small handful of the dish be served to the table.

Fang Qingnuan, who followed closely, picked up the spoon and chopsticks, and sandwiched two pork ribs and two taro pieces into the fortune treasure plate, showing a rare anxious mood.

[Charizard Dinosaur: I can feel that the anchor also wants to eat hhhh quickly]

[Beef pot helmet: What kind of delicacy makes this hard-hearted woman finally moved? ใ€‘

ใ€Lobster Seafood Porridge: I can't imagine how delicious it should be!ใ€‘ ใ€‘

[Fortune Daddy Powder: Eat taro for Fortune Jinbao, and the anchor eats a few more ribs [lemon] [lemon]]

[The casserole is big and round: I eat fish and meat again, and the anchor's small life is too happy, right]

[I love to eat meat: a neighbor who wants to be an anchor, smells the smell every day and comes to the door to rub rice (ฯ‰)/]

"Haha, speaking of which, I haven't seen my neighbors yet, so let's bring some snacks to say hello another day." Sandwiched meat and pork ribs into his bowl, Fang Qingnuan stared at the ribs and said casually, "I just want to prepare 200w fan benefits for you, and when the time comes, draw two copies and send them out." โ€

"Whoop" eats pork ribs to eat high, and Jinbao makes a happy cry.

"Woo~" The expression of fortune was a little more subtle, but as if it was infected by a dog, it began to wag its tail wildly. I guess I'm in a good mood too, right?

"I'll take a bite of the taro we are promoting today, and press it to the bottom of the plate for half an hour, and it has already absorbed the juice of the ribs." She poked the taro with chopsticks, which was different from the hard feel when she cut it with a knife just now, and now the taro was exceptionally soft and glutinous, and it was pierced by the chopsticks. (End of chapter)