Among the people here, who is not accustomed to seeing the big scenes of delicacies from the mountains and seas? But after the true taste of chicken soup was unsealed, except for the puppies who had watched the cooking on a sunny day and wanted to dry their saliva again and again, everyone else instinctively had a swallowing reflex.

"Boom."

The two little robots who stood still in the face of the temptation of food, like to mention the title of "model workers in the audience", stretched out their mechanical arms to become waiters, and helped distribute the bowls of chicken soup to the diners.

Jasmine's eyes were quick, and she stopped the unconscious little son from trying to lick the soup, pinching the little guy's mouth and meeting his eyes: "You are a puppy, afraid of burning." ”

"Woo woo ~ h (p_q)" Bo Bao glanced at his father on the side, who had already scooped a spoonful of soup and put it in front of him to blow, and he was about to drink it in his mouth, and the grievances in his heart were even greater.

It's all to blame for the stupid love brain in Denver, and the human form that harmed him was labeled as a "villain brother" by Sister Qingtian, otherwise he is such a cute boy, even if he doesn't have the identity of Jinbao, he will definitely be able to rub the rice

Fang Qingnuan was already paying attention to Jinbao who was stuck in the baby seat, for fear that squeezing the child would affect its appetite, and seeing its loving interaction with Ms. Jasmine, she couldn't help but think of the trick of staying alone at home.

Alas, I regret a little that I didn't bring Zhaocai here, such a good local chicken soup, I should let it drink something to replenish the body.

There is a kind of love called the shovel officer who feels that his hairy child lacks food and drink.

Before tasting the chicken soup, she wanted to go off the air, but under the bitter pleading of the barrage and the lure of gifts, she still fought for the audience: "Everyone, do you mind if I start a live broadcast during the meal?" ”

"Of course I don't mind." "Don't turn it off." "Fans are welcome to eat together, and give us more gifts for the anchor~" ......

[Hot and sour crispy radish: I don't know whether to be moved or jealous for a while=. =】

[Knock Knock: Stimulated me to swallow my saliva frantically, why is this chicken soup so fragrant?!] 】

[Fortune Mother Powder: Woo woo, start raising local chickens now, when will you be able to eat it]

[Xiaohu doesn't like to eat vegetables: I've asked several farms, and I don't know where to buy chicken seedlings (⊙_◎)]

[Braised Rice Boy: I thought it was a store anchor, but it turned out to be a big chef who helped Mu's raise his style by himself! ] 】

[There are a few mountains outside Wumeng Mountain: Ahhh 】

Seeing that the barrage's speech has developed in a strange direction, and has even formed a team to ridicule what color of sack the anchor likes to be overheaded, Fang Qingnuan hurriedly pulled the live broadcast room back from the edge of being banned by the system, and his nose poked into the edge of the bowl to sniff deeply, and stunned everyone with a fragrance that was faster than the effect of a sustained-release agent.

"It is said that the essence of stewed chicken soup lies in this soup, so the friends who are crazy about shouting to eat chicken can compare it to see if they are ignoring it." She brought the spoon to her mouth and blew a few times, and gently sucked along the edge of the spoon, and the golden liquid suddenly lost half of it, "......"

She didn't speak, but drank the rest of the soup from the spoon, and then hurriedly filled the second spoonful.

There was silence in the barrage, and everyone else at the table reacted in much the same way, all of them were burying their heads in the soup, only Bo Bao looked at the little robot who had physically cooled down his share of soup, and his saliva began to drip again.

All of a sudden, the new viewers who clicked in because of the popularity of the live broadcast room were a little confused, this is a live broadcast of table manners in the food area?

Fortunately, the system reminded them in time to turn on taste sharing, so that they could catch the last train of pure chicken soup.

"Because everyone only had half a bowl of soup, I felt that it would be disrespectful to the chicken not to drink it quickly, so just, hehe." After the empty bowl, the anchor said a little embarrassed, and then asked the little robots to help take back everyone's empty bowl and continue to serve a second bowl of chicken soup with chicken to everyone.

"They all talk about seafood, but today the local chicken really taught me a lesson, and the local freshness is also very good." She hooked the corners of her mouth pleasantly, still reminiscing about the taste buds just now, "We only put a little salt to enhance the taste, so although the soup looks bright in color, it is actually not heavy, but very healing." ”

"If the previous lobster porridge was a downpour of heavy rain after a drought, then the local chicken soup is like a breeze and drizzle in spring, soaking your body little by little until every pore is dilated." Speaking of this, she looked at Mu Linfeng with burning eyes, "Teacher Mu, your chickens here are really perfect, and they taste the best in the interstellar world!" ”

"Hahaha, the little anchor praised it falsely, although we usually eat ...... at home" As soon as these words came out, seeing that the eyes of several people around him could no longer hide the calculation, Professor Mu, who was afraid that the chicken shed would be ransacked, quickly changed his words, "It's occasional, occasionally I can eat it, but I never thought that such a simple cooking is the most delicious taste." ”

Lin Maoshan also felt: "The road is simple, and returning to the basics is the highest realm." ”

"Indeed, the craftsmanship of the little anchor has sublimated this chicken." Casper, who was suddenly nicknamed by cue in the live broadcast room, also nodded and praised, glad that he wore a monitoring bracelet when he came, and he could watch the fluctuations of the data when he went back for a while.

Based on his experience in participating in the test these days, the little anchor who uses high-quality ingredients can inject more healing effects into the food, and I believe that this delicious chicken soup can bring him surprises.

[Chicken, you are too fragrant: the word is poor! ] I don't know how to describe the shock of this chicken soup!! 】

[Super Beef Burger: I dragged my roommate and made a chicken crow! ] 嗷嗷嗷~】

[Crying little hairball: It's so good to drink and cry woo woo woo, too little, too little, not enough to drink, anchor]

[Fortune Daddy Powder: This chicken is indeed excellent, little anchor cow! ] 】

[Carrying my big leg of lamb: Will the anchor consider shopping around the interstellar world in the future? ] I'm looking forward to what dusty ingredients can be found.]

[Old John, who has three suites: Little anchor, if you don't open a health hotel, I will live ten years less [pounding the ground] [crying]]

"For the second bowl of chicken soup, let's mainly try the taste of chicken, because the local chicken has a lot more exercise than the chicken in the chicken farm, so the meat quality is also very different." Fang Qingnuan scooped up a piece of meat in the bowl, and after finding that it was half a chicken leg, she quietly pulled the plate of Jinbao next to her, blew it to cool down, and put it on, saving the soup bowl from under the puppy's tongue, "Don't lick the bowl, come and eat a piece of meat." ”

"Huh." Seeing that a group of people on the barrage were swiping the screen and envying the dog for the anchor's preference, the indifferent baby at home bit the pacifier fiercely.

King James, who was already full, was in a bad mood because of the chicken soup, and he was also grinding his teeth, but he used freshly mixed sweet and spicy shredded squid. Seeing that the youngest son who could always eat first-hand good food was also snubbed, the old father felt a kind of sympathy for the same disease, and he "explained" Hughes and said: "Look, I just said that this little anchor is just greedy for your hair, and doesn't he like it tightly when he is replaced by a puppy?" ”

"You can't say that, if we Xiusi are here, the little anchor's chicken thigh meat must be eaten by him first." The queen, who couldn't hear that her son was being trampled on, immediately protected the calf, and then comforted her son, "Good cub, maybe the little anchor will come back with fresh local chickens to feed you tonight, and the whole chicken is yours." ”

"Haha, as he doesn't have any teeth now, it's good to be able to rub the soup and drink it." King James had something to say, "How's it going, when are you going to come back?" (End of chapter)