Live Broadcast: Do you call this a waste of life?

Chapter 24 Young Master!

"Didi, Didi"

After a while, the notification sounded that the rice cooker had finished cooking, and Ye Nanfeng came back to his senses, took a long breath, and smiled again.

Most of the water friends in the barrage fell silent, while some of the water friends who had recovered from Biye Nanfeng earlier kept discussing his previous two sentences.

"I didn't expect Nanfeng to be so young, but what he said made sense."

"Hey, maybe it's because I've experienced a lot. Thinking about it this way, I feel so sorry for him."

"Suddenly became sensational, saying that I really want to go home, and I want to eat the meal made by my mother."

"What Nanfeng said is good, you should cherish it!"

"Philosophy?"

"? It's such a time, isn't it good?"

Ye Nanfeng couldn't laugh or cry, "Life is not easy, let's do it and cherish it!"

The barrage began to be overwhelmed by this sentence again.

Sitting in front of the computer, Lin Mengzhou's eyes were full of autumn water, and she bit her red lips lightly with her white teeth. She saw something that many people didn't realize.

That was Ye Nanfeng's soft side, just like before, when Ye Nanfeng turned around, she could feel the loneliness emanating from Ye Nanfeng.

Before Ye Nanfeng turned around, many people thought he was filling a cup or looking at the rice cooker.

Only a few people noticed how tightly his hands behind his back were clenched, and how much pain his slightly trembling body endured.

However, only Lin Mengzhou noticed the undetectable tears that fell on the ground.

At that moment, her pupils shrank suddenly, and her heart seemed to be pumped vigorously. She was very distressed, but there was nothing she could do.

"Cherish what you have at the moment?"

Lin Mengzhou murmured and repeated the barrage, and then his eyes burst into bright and moving light.

The corners of his mouth evoked a beautiful loneliness, Lin Mengzhou smiled and typed a line.

Chuimeng to Xizhou: "You're right, whether it's family, friendship or love, it should be like this, cherish the people in front of you, and do what you can."

"Okay, it's almost dinner time, and I was forcefully stuffed with dog food, who can I ask for reason?"

"But don't say it yet, this dog food is sweet, but it's a little sloppy."

"Didn't you say cooking? Tonight's staple food is dog food?"

"Let's have dinner, let's move on to the next topic!"

The water friends obviously couldn't accept it, they had already created a beautiful love drama in their brains, and the protagonists were of course Ye Nanfeng and Lin Mengzhou.

But think about it, if two people are really together, the picture is really beautiful, and it's really the best, isn't it?
When the rice is ready, it means that it's time for the beef. When the lid of the pot is lifted, the heat will rise directly to the camera.

But Ye Nanfeng's shot was sent by the system, so the heat can block it?That must not be possible.

The camera shot through the hot air directly, and took a picture of the bubbling beef in the iron pan, the color is very attractive.

Ye Nanfeng threw the radish in and stewed it together until the beef became soft and glutinous, seasoned with salt, and finally sprinkled with celery, stir-fried until raw and ready to eat, warm and delicious.

"Gudong"

The water friends couldn't bear it anymore, the last time it was like this was when Ye Nanfeng roasted rabbits.

The steaming beef stewed radish is out of the pan, and the bright color is enough to arouse the appetite of many people.

Especially the quality of Ye Nanfeng's stewed meat was rotten, and the soup was perfectly blended into it, but it didn't feel like it was stewed, but it was very refreshing.

Maybe this is the master cooking method?

In a duplex building, Yang Shuangfu was sitting in front of his desk, and there were some freshly eaten meals on the desk.

Judging from the appearance of the food, it was considered top-notch, but for some reason, Yang Shuangfu didn't eat more.

"Hey, why is it so hard to find good food?"

Yang Shuangfu sighed. He didn't suffer from anorexia, but he was very picky about what he ate. If it didn't suit his appetite, he just ate to maintain his life.

It is also because of his fanatical love for nothing that he himself has become a top chef and is well-known in the industry, but no matter what, he will get tired of eating his own food.

Yang Shuangfu didn't know how long he hadn't had a hearty meal, so his whole body looked skinny and almost out of shape.

If he couldn't speak, he might be treated as a zombie.

He was rummaging in front of the computer, and suddenly, his eyes were attracted by the cover of a live broadcast room.

On the cover, is a pot of refreshing but very attractive beef.

As a top chef, he understands that it is almost impossible to stew beef and radish like this.

"Could it be that you are looking for pictures to deceive people?"

Yang Shuangfu muttered, and with a hint of curiosity, he clicked on the live broadcast room.

At this time, Ye Nanfeng's main course was finished, and the next step was a quick stir-fry.

After taking the potatoes to the cutting board and turning them around twice, Ye Nanfeng waved his right hand quickly.

All I could hear was the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the chopping board.

If you listen carefully, you can find that the sound interval of each blade hitting the cutting board is exactly the same!

"Extreme enjoyment! Watching Nanfeng chop vegetables is so comfortable!"

"Yeah, it feels like letting yourself go."

"One thing to say, Nanfeng shreds potatoes really fast!"

If it is said that the insider looks at the doorway and the layman watches the fun, Yang Shuangfu immediately discovered the mystery.

This knife skill is impossible without decades of precipitation and practice, but he looks so young, is there something fake?

Yang Shuangfu decided to take a look before making a conclusion. After all, there are many wonders in the world, and it is not surprising that there are occasionally one or two people with extraordinary talents.

Ye Nanfeng's potato shreds had already been cut, and he raised his head and said to Erha, "Big fire, it will be ready soon!"

Erha obediently put in a few firewood, and then the oil in the pot was heated.

Ye Nanfeng poured shredded potatoes and green peppers into the pot and started to stir fry them.

This kind of stir-fry is very simple, and it will be completed in a short while, and the dish loading is over.

In the lens, the potatoes are as thin as hair, crystal clear, and even have a sense of transparency.

"The shredded potatoes are almost cut into strands of hair. I don't know how Nanfeng did it."

"Is it strange that all this happened to Nanfeng? I have adapted."

"A dog can see fire, what else can I not accept?"

"He is handsome, kind-hearted and knows how to cook, Nanfeng, always a god!"

"Kind heart? It can be counted!"

Now even laymen feel that Ye Nanfeng is not easy.

When Yang Shuangfu saw Erha Tianhuo, he was already struck by lightning. Isn't this a nonsense!

But after seeing the fried potato shreds, he realized that he was short-sighted.

Although this young man is young, his knife skills are already enough to make one's scalp tingle. He may really be ranked among the top in the country, but he dare not speak on the specific ranking, after all, he has not been compared.

But this does not prevent this young man from being comparable to the grand master, the young master, how scary it is to spread the word!

(End of this chapter)