God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

[Anchor, if you don't want to receive the blade, send the follow-up immediately. ]
Under the rhythm of one person in the front row, all blades are sent in the back.

"This is."

Seeing this person's phone number, Yao Chengwang's heart beat violently.

This is not the motorcycle lady who has occupied the top ten hot list for a long time.

The locomotive sister needs to have good looks and a good figure.

The airport posted some videos of people wearing hot clothes and riding motorcycles.

Relying on these, harvest millions of fans.

"After the time."

Yao Chengwang knew that enough was enough, and any further delay might have the opposite effect.

As soon as the second video came out, the direction of speech changed.

[Anchor, you can't do human affairs, why did you blur the rich woman's face. ]
[Agree with the one above, 500 million, hurry up and send out the original video. ]
[Men are indeed not good things. When they see money, they lose their face. ],

The speed of messages soared by dozens.

The increase in forwarding and likes is even more terrifying.

Yao Chengwang's intercepted video is simply stuck in everyone's mind.

It just so happened that when Qin Mo picked up the 500 million check, it was gone.

This will give everyone a direction, thinking that Qin Mo will leave with the check.

After another half an hour of deliberation, the third video was discovered.

[It's time for a slap in the face, does Miss Biker hurt? ]
[I actually misunderstood the male god, it is simply unforgivable. ]
[What I want to know now is whether the hundreds of millions of deposits on the mobile phone are real! ]
[The anchor entrusts you with a task, to ask the male god if he still lacks a girl who warms the bed.]
But not everyone believed it, and some were skeptical.

[This plan is too old-fashioned, can the anchor use some snacks! ]
[A young man has hundreds of millions of deposits, it is indeed whimsical. ]
[If it weren't for the hero's appearance, I really can't stand it. ]
[This event is real, and I was there. ]
[If you don’t have money, just say others don’t, and the poor go away. ]
Very happy that Yao Cheng hoped that two sides would form here, and they began to criticize each other.

Let this short video message explode soaring, after the backstage staff came out.

It will be better after banning some insulting people.

However, it is still improving when leaving a message.

It made other live broadcasters jealous.

"It's almost over."

Yao Chengwang checked the time, it was almost eleven o'clock.

There are more than 40 followers.

He believes that it won't be long before the last video is released.

My own attention is close to one million, maybe I can break through.

This was unimaginable before.

Sure enough, the last video was released.

For the first time, everyone shocked Qin Mo's combat effectiveness.

The dull sound of each fight cannot be faked.

[This brother is amazing, I suspect that I will go up, if I punch him in the past, I will definitely fall down. ]
[I know the two people who fought against the handsome guy. They are masters of the Speed ​​Martial Art Museum. They have singled out each other. The black belt masters of taekwondo and karate are both victorious! ]
[I heard from the upstairs that he was able to defeat two masters with one against two. I really can't believe how strong he is. Could it be that he can really defeat a hundred with one! ]
[Sisters, push me this video! ]
Another big anchor appeared to leave a message.

Just after Yao Chengwang finished posting the video, Qin Mo appeared in the hall again.

It's just that he didn't stop, disappointing the young women who wanted to strike up a conversation.

Yao Chengwang could only hastily take a picture of Qin Mo's hurried figure.

Qin Mo, who returned to the room, began to look at the stocks.

After the stock market closed, I remembered the appointment at noon.

Then I hurried downstairs.

When Qin Mo rushed to Zhang Qianlei's house.

I saw his disciples gathered around and talking about something.

When they saw him coming, they all looked up at him.

Then he looked down at the phone in his hand.

"Mr. Qin, the ingredients are all ready, and I'm just waiting for you. I told everyone about your skills, but unfortunately no one believed it. This time, I have to slap my face hard."

I remembered that during a meal, I mentioned that I knew a young man.

The food he cooks is even better than those in Beijing.

It's a pity that everyone thought he was joking.

Which one of those few have not been cooking for decades.

The young people Zhang Qianlei mentioned were not even thirty.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Zhang!"

"I'm also here to help, just to learn."

The one who spoke was Zhang Qianlei's wife, Deng Gulan.

"Aunt Deng, just sit on the side."

Deng Gulan refused: "Young man, go into the kitchen and have a look before we talk!"

Qin Mo walked into the kitchen in doubt, and then took a look at Zhang Qianlei outside.

"He said that this time it was very difficult. Let you make a move once and call all those old friends over. I'd better stay by the side to help, or I won't be able to make it in time."

Seeing the concerned expression on Deng Gulan's face, Qin Mo could only agree: "Okay!"

Deng Gulan was still skeptical before.

When Qin Mo picked up the kitchen knife and started to handle the fish.

The whole set of movements is shaped like flowing water.

I didn't look at it at all, it was all based on feeling.

In less than 1 minute, a fish is cleaned.

"Auntie helped me light the fire."

There are all kinds of modern equipment in the kitchen.

"it is good!"

As Qin Mo processed more ingredients, Deng Gulan also became numb.

Because there are more than 30 dishes to cook, one person is too busy.

It's not like in the store, there are helpers.

"So beautiful!"

Looking at the processed dishes, each dish is like a handicraft.

It only took 10 minutes to process the ingredients.

But at the beginning, soup is an indispensable meal.

Qin Mo has already started, and this time it is estimated that he will cook for an hour and a half.

Four 10 minutes later, except for the soup.

Thirty dishes are out of the oven.

Some temperature will not affect the taste, Qin Mo made it in advance.

This time the meals involved Cantonese, Hunan, Shandong, and Sichuan cuisines.

It can be said to be a hundred times richer than a restaurant.

The guests also arrive one after another during this time.

Every delicacy on the side will seduce the gluttons in their stomachs from time to time.

"I've come over to eat, why are you still hanging around there!"

Deng Gulan, who came out with Qin Mo, looked at the younger generation present and talked together.

"is it him?"

The young man who came from behind raised his head.

Just happened to see Qin Mo walking behind.

"It's him, you can't be wrong, look at the clothes on his body, and his appearance is even more certain."

"Haha, luckily grandpa pulled me here, otherwise I wouldn't even know that there is a great god hidden here."

The older generation also found the problem, watching these juniors all pointing at Qin Mo who came out.

Started talking again.

Immediately, I felt that it was too rude, and I worked so hard for everyone.

Is there any such treatment?
Finally someone couldn't see it and walked over.