The leisurely countryside of the live broadcasting mountain master

Chapter 137
Little Tutu is full of confidence in Yishan's cooking skills, but at the same time full of doubts.

The same ingredients, the same method, can really make a different taste if a different person cooks it?
Wouldn't you dare to make a movie like this?
Time passed by every minute and every second, Little Tutu cleaned up the table and set up the stools, just like a restaurant proprietress who is about to open for business.

In the temporary kitchen, the bone soup is still slowly simmering. The big bucket of soup has boiled until there is only half a bucket left. The bones have turned white, and the meat on the bones has become soft and rotten like tofu. .

As far as this pot of bone soup is concerned, it is already considered a qualified broth.

Under normal circumstances, if any noodle restaurant cooks noodles with broth, customers will definitely be more satisfied.

However, the only customer today is Liu Jianguo, who has eaten countless delicacies, will he really be satisfied with this ordinary taste?

Little Bunny thought it was impossible.

Only in movies and TV shows will there be a plot where the emperor visits in private, and tears flow down his face after eating a roasted sweet potato.

In modern society, why haven't rich people eaten?
Cheap food is not a cherished item. There is no way for rich people to eat it, and then they don't know what to say, and sigh: ah!What's this?Potato?Time is so delicious!From now on, I will eat potatoes every day!
nonexistent.

Little Tutu was lying on the bamboo chair, thinking wildly, chatting with the netizens in the live broadcast room without saying a word.

Yu Yishan is planning the next step of his house, the toilet must be repaired quickly, lest the little rabbit has to squat in the wild to solve the problem.

There is also a row of bathrooms to be built, and the little bunny doesn't have a suitable place to take a bath now.

If the life is inconvenient, how can the little rabbit stay in his home for a long time, how can his happy cohabitation life continue...

"Di Di..."

The horn of the car sounded, and Yu Yishan saw a long convoy slowly entering the village.

Wang Fugui's van leads the way, followed by trucks transporting building materials, and a row of cars...

Everyone came together.

Yu Yishan finally got up, and stood in front of the yard with Little Tutu to greet him.

The convoy slowly drove into the large parking lot on the right side of the yard. This open space has been flattened, but it has not been paved with cement, and it can also be used as a parking lot.

The building materials were pulled into the yard, some people started to unload the goods, and some people stood curiously in front of the car, watching the luxury convoy in the parking lot from a distance.

The convoy is full of low-key luxury cars. There are a dozen of them. Yu Yishan is a little curious. Liu Jianguo still needs to bring so many entourages with him when he goes out?

Not so much.

Who are the others?

The people in the car got off and gathered scatteredly, surrounded by an old man in a wheelchair.

Needless to say, this old man is Liu Jianguo.

Yu Yishan sized him up a few times from a distance, except that he seemed not in good spirits, he didn't look like he was terminally ill.

After all, they are rich people, even if they are sick, they will not be tossed and lost their vitality like ordinary people.

There seemed to be medical staff, nannies and bodyguards surrounding Liu Jianguo.

The rest of the people who followed were wearing chef's uniforms, some were carrying interview equipment, and some were in suits and ties... I don't know who they were.

Little Tutu has already seen her parents, and hastily went up to meet them.

When a group of people approached, finally an older middle-aged man came up and extended his palm to Yu Yishan.

"Hello, Mr. Yu, I am Mr. Liu's housekeeper, and my surname is Liu."

"Hello, Steward Liu."

Yu Yishan also extended his palm politely, and at the same time sized up the housekeeper.

The clothes are very ordinary, but he is very energetic. If he doesn't introduce himself, no one will know that he is a rich man-the housekeeper of a rich family must have a lot of income.

Butler Liu didn't look at Yu Yishan, this may be a matter of politeness.

Liu Jianguo was also pushed up, and Steward Liu introduced to Yu Yishan, "This is our President Liu."

"Hello, Comrade Cook God, excuse me."

Liu Jianguo actually took the initiative to extend his palm to Yu Yishan, and did not forget to use the title "God of Cookery" to tease Yu Yishan.

This old man looks quite optimistic, cancer or something... maybe he has resigned himself to his fate, right?
Little Tutu's parents blew a big beep in front of Liu Jianguo, and the whole group maintained due respect for Yishan, the God of Cookery.

Yu Yishan thought to himself, if I ruin this meal of dumplings, I don't know how many of them... what kind of expression they will have.

"Ha ha……"

Yu Yishan chuckled a few times: "Mr. Liu, please sit inside. The house at home has collapsed and is still being rebuilt. The conditions are a bit rough, so if there is any place where the hospitality is not good, please invite Haihan."

"You are too polite. I like the beautiful mountains and clear waters here."

Liu Jianguo greeted Yu Yishan politely for a while, and then he was arranged in the shed which was used as the hall.

He looked at the entrance to the basement next to him, a little curious, but didn't ask any further questions.

The entourage didn't say a word, they gathered around the shed in twos and threes, looking around curiously.

Little Tutu's parents didn't come over to say hello either, they just nodded to Yu Yishan from afar.

This is the father-in-law and mother-in-law, but unfortunately it seems a little inconvenient to get close now...

Butler Liu hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "Is Mr. Yu ready?"

Yu Yishan laughed: "It's almost done, just wait for you to come over, let's cook and eat now..."

Butler Liu nodded: "Fresh ingredients are indeed more delicious..."

The corner of Yu Yishan's mouth twitched, is it fresh...

The pork has been thawed, and the green onions have been stored in the refrigerator overnight, so they should be considered fresh, ahem...

"The two of you sit down."

Yu Yishan nodded at the two of them, then turned around and called out: "Little Bunny!"

"what?"

"Come and do me a favor!"

"what?"

"You make dumplings!"

"what?"

The little bunny was stunned.

Not only Little Tutu, but everyone present was a little surprised. Isn't the God of Cookery going to do it himself?
Why let a little girl make dumplings?

What I ate today is dumplings, which are the main ingredients!
God of Cookery's operation is too childish, isn't it?
Little Tutu was silly: "Shall I make dumplings?"

"Yes!"

Yu Yishan nodded as a matter of course: "Don't you know how to make dumplings?"

"I……"

Little Tutu is speechless, she really knows how to make dumplings.

But these are dumplings made for Liu Jianguo!
How could her ordinary level of making dumplings be better than the God of Cookery?

A true gourmet meal where every step is refined and every detail matters.

Only when the God of Cookery personally handles the knife, can the food making process be perfectly completed without any mistakes.

This is the only way to make real food.

What does Master Shan mean by doing this?
(End of this chapter)