The little sick cat of the rich and powerful

Chapter 136 136 Cats
Jing Nuo: "Have you never eaten meat dumplings before, I just want to try it."

After breakfast, Song Yuan cooked some zongzi leaves, then divided a small part of the soaked glutinous rice, and added seasonings like soy sauce.

Two servings of glutinous rice, one black and one white, were placed in a five-inch square-mouthed glass basin. Jing Nuo reached into it curiously and kneaded a few grains. The soaked glutinous rice was easily kneaded into powder. When he came back, he stood a few steps away like a guilty child who had done something bad.

Song Yuan was cutting beef strips, seeing Jing Nuo standing there staring at her, he asked her to go to the fresh-keeping layer to get the ingredients for the sweet stuffing.

Jing Nuo went to have a look, and found that there were many kinds of things inside, so she asked Song Yuan loudly, "What kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"

Song Yuan added seasoning to the beef and mixed it without raising his head: "You can take whatever you want, I can do it."

These stuffings were prepared by the person in charge of food and beverage below, because they couldn't figure out the taste, so they prepared a little bit of all kinds and brought them.

In addition to the usual candied dates, there is also a ball of red bean paste and purple potato paste, next to sweet chestnuts and peanuts, and there is also a pack of various nuts and preserved fruits, and there are some miscellaneous ones that Jing Nuo can't recognize.

She picks and chooses, knows who she doesn't know, and puts everything down without giving up, just like a little hamster hoarding food, she hugged them all and carried them to the living room.

She told Song Yuan that today she would make zongzi in the living room, so that she could watch TV while reading newspapers, which seemed very festive.

Arranging all kinds of stuffing neatly, Jing Nuo nodded in satisfaction, then ran back to the kitchen and asked Song Yuan, "Did I take out the glutinous rice too?"

Song Yuan was cutting mushrooms, nodded: "Take it, hurry up and don't drop it."

There was no meat dumpling stuffing prepared today, Song Yuan packed up some now, she turned her back to Jing Nuo, heard the sound of running back and forth behind her, and ignored her.

Jing Nuo ran out to put the glutinous rice away, and went to find the remote control of the TV.

These days she lives in the audio-visual room where she wants to watch everything, and it is the first time to watch TV, but after searching around, she can't find where the remote control is.

She went back to the kitchen: "Where is the remote control for the TV?"

Song Yuan put small dishes on the tray, and was about to go outside when he happened to go out together.

The TV remote control here does not require a remote control, and can be directly controlled online under the same network.

Because it is too troublesome to download and use software, I put a tablet here for easy operation.

Including some smart home applications in the house, they are all done with this tablet.

Jing Nuo hugged the tablet, threw off two slippers and jumped onto the sofa, clicked on the TV, and chose what to watch, movie?TV drama?Or a variety show?
Song Yuan also put the bacon seasoning on the table, looked at the rows of sweet fillings, and asked, "Are all these sweet fillings wrapped?"

Jing Nuo: "I don't think they are the same, so I took them out."

Song Yuan shook his head helplessly, and went into the kitchen to fill up the zongzi leaves.

After cutting one after another, Song Yuan drained the zong leaves and brought them out, she hadn't picked them out yet.

Jing Nuo carefully selected for a long time, and finally chose the TV series that ranked first on the ranking list.

A full seventy episodes, just the finale.

Song Yuan came out with a big round pot for rice dumplings, saw that Jing Nuo chose this one, and said "Yo", "I've been watching this one too recently, the actors in it are very good, but it's easy to get emotional, I don't want those It's like a traffic star, it's embarrassing for people watching."

Jing Nuo didn't care about what the TV show was going to be, she just wanted to hear something, so she asked Song Yuan, "Which episode did you see?"

Song Yuan recalled for a while: "There are more than 20 episodes, I can't remember clearly."

Jing Nuo: "Quickly check your viewing history, we will start watching from that episode."

"It's not good, then you haven't seen it either."

"It's okay, I just listen to the voice."

Song Yuan didn't feel shy anymore, and looked for his own playback software.

She and Jing Nuo gradually got acquainted, and found that Jing Nuo is actually not a person with strong class concepts, so she gradually let go of her words and actions.

When everything was ready, Jing Nuo turned on the live streaming software again, and set it up in a place where it was out of the way and didn't need to move all the time, and it had to be just enough to capture the process of making zongzi.

She stuck a mic on the collar for both herself and Song Yuan, so that they could not hear their voices.

Song Yuan straightened her clothes, a little nervous: "Can you really not see the face?"

Jing Nuo made an "OK" gesture: "Don't worry, you will never see it."

This is also a major advantage of Xiaochengzi's live broadcast. As long as the face mask is checked, it can automatically recognize it, and then cover the face with a big expression.

Jing Nuo asked Song Yuan to come over and stand by his side, then clicked to start the live broadcast, and then pushed the news of the start of the broadcast.

"I'll go to the camera and see if my face is covered." Jing Nuo was afraid that she might be worried, so he went to test it himself.

It is also the first time she has used this function.

She just walked into the interface captured by the camera, and from the back of her head, it turned into a big round cartoon cat head, still pink.

Then Song Yuan made various movements in the live broadcast, turning her face, turning her head, bending over, and even turning 360 degrees. The cartoon cat's head completely covered her face without falling off once.

Jing Nuo asked, "How is it?"

Song Yuan was relieved, but also felt a little emotional: "It's perfect, the current live broadcast software is too powerful."

After such a short time, many people came in the live broadcast room:

[Hey, isn't it painting today? 】

[Hahaha what kind of game is this?What a big cat face. 】

[Why cover your face. 】

[Look at the title Is making zongzi today? 】

[Hahaha, if you are so good at painting, making zongzi should not be too bad. 】

【Will you wrap the zongzi with flowers?】

The small managers are here today, seeing that a bunch of people have very high expectations for Jing Nuo, and can't help but think of the live broadcast of Jing Nuo cooking in the future.

How should I put it, the process is often rough and the ending is unexpected.

【Hahaha Actually, our Nuowuo cooking is a wild and uninhibited group. 】

【I also want to eat glutinous rice dumplings [狗头]】

【Who is Nuo Nuo talking to? 】

Song Yuan looked at Jing Nuo and glanced at the live broadcast interface, and asked Jing Nuo if he needed to say something.

Jing Nuo's live broadcast this time is also because of what the little girl in the game said. It is true that it has not been broadcast for a long time. It just happened to catch up with the festival this time, so I wanted to play it.

Jing Nuo couldn't wait to wave to her, telling her to come and sit down: "No need, come and make zongzi."

"Can you make a bag?" Song Yuan asked her by holding two zong leaves, and deftly rolled up an awl bucket.

Jing Nuo also imitated her roll barrel: "No, but I can learn."

"I'm learning handicrafts very quickly!" Jing Nuo flipped his hands confidently, but the zong leaves couldn't be rolled up no matter what.

Instant face.

Song Yuan couldn't help laughing, she let go of her hand, and demonstrated it to Jing Nuo in slow motion: "Look, hold the zongye like this," the zongye was held between the four fingers of the thumb, "and turn like this."

Jing Nuo followed suit, but this time he succeeded in one go.

Song Yuan praised her: "Awesome."

　Babes, if you like it after reading it, please give it a rating. I want to mention the score. I will be satisfied if I can score at least nine points 〒▽〒

　　
　
(End of this chapter)