God of Cookery Live Room

Chapter 363 Good!
Seeing Chen Er staring at the glass tank in her hand, Kazama Lingyi tentatively asked, "What's wrong? Is the water I chose not good?"

Chen Er didn't answer, but asked her, "Why did you choose this water?"

Kazama Lingyi's eyes lit up suddenly, as if she remembered something particularly beautiful.

"I saw a lake on the way here, it's really beautiful..."

Aya Kazama recalled while talking.

"The sky there is so blue that there are no impurities, not even a cloud."

"When the sun shines on the lake, a layer of golden light appears on the lake, and the whole lake is as beautiful as a luminous golden gem!"

It is rare for Aya Kazama to say so many words. It seems that she must be deeply impressed by that lake.

"Such a beautiful lake must have good water."

Chen Er nodded and said nothing.

At this time, Xie Mi came in with a big vat of snow flushed all over her face. As soon as she came in, the heat from the room rushed towards her face. It was red and more painful.

Xie Mi grinned and hissed.

Then he quickly put down the vat of snow in his hand, and gently rubbed his face.

Shen Yinian quickly handed her a hot towel to wrap her face.

When Kazama Lingyi saw the snowflakes Xie Mi brought in, she thought it was amazing.

"You use this to cook porridge?"

Xie Mi nodded.

Kazama Aya seemed to want to refute something, but after thinking about it carefully, she still didn't say anything.

Gou Xuefang, who came in with Xie Mi, stood aside, her eyes sweeping around the room.

Then it suddenly froze on the small stove in Chen Er's hand.

"You use this to cook porridge??"

Gou Xuefang pointed to the purple casserole on top of the small stove, her eyes widened, with an expression of disbelief.

Chen Er glanced at him, "That's right, you don't use a casserole to cook porridge, what do you use? An iron pot?"

Gou Xuefang suddenly howled like a cat whose tail was stepped on, "What the hell! Then why are you stuffing the iron pot in my luggage bag!"

"You don't use an iron pot, what are you using it for!"

Chen Er spread his hand and said, "The recording of the show is over, we can cook hot pot in an iron pot here."

Gou Xuefang looked ashamed and humiliated, "You actually used the pot that I carried over the mountains and mountains to cook hot pot!!"

He paused for a moment when he said this, and then his volume dropped a lot.

Asked, "This hot pot, I want to eat too?"

Chen Er nodded, "Of course."

Gou Xuefang finally calmed down, walked to the side very satisfied, lay down on the sofa, and watched everyone continue to record the program.

Shen Yinian was speechless, "Sure enough, he became quiet when he talked about eating."

Chen Er's pot of snow lotus porridge is finally ready.

Chen Er first took the whole pot from the small stove, then carefully removed the snow lotus leaves that covered the pot, and then lifted the pot lid.

At that moment, white hot air and light fragrance floated out of the pot together, filling the whole room in an instant.

This is a smell that is completely different from the aroma of the snow lotus just now.

This smell is extremely clean, it seems to be three points cleaner than the purest mountain spring water.

It's like a snowflake that just fell from the sky, before it can touch the human world, Chen Er took it into the pot and boiled it into a pot of clear water.

It was so clear and clear, as if as soon as I closed my eyes, I could feel the thin and clear water gently passing over my face.

Kazama Ayai was completely stunned next to her.

At this moment, she has even forgotten who she is, where she is, and what she wants to do.

That magical fragrance had completely permeated every part of her body, and she felt that this strange and wonderful smell was all around her.

But this kind of smell can only be smelled, but it cannot be seen or touched, which made her suddenly urgent.

Kazama Yai cast her eyes on the casserole, as if she didn't even move her eyelashes.

When she was about to rush forward instinctively, Chen Er spoke.

The clear voice brought her back to reality in an instant.

"This porridge needs to be eaten while it's hot. Snow lotus grows in extremely cold places and is cooked into porridge over hot fire."

"Eat it while it's hot to feel the beauty."

Chen Er scooped out the porridge from the casserole.

There is only a small spoon in each bowl, so the porridge cooked in a small casserole is full of five bowls.

"Come, one bowl per person."

After Chen Er finished speaking, he picked up a bowl first.

Without the slightest hesitation, the others quickly stepped forward and finished dividing the bowls.

Then he picked up the bowl in his hand at the same time with surprisingly consistent movements, without even using a spoon, and opened his mouth to drink directly.

All of them were flushed from the heat, and their mouths were sticking out, but they still looked happy, wishing they could get drunk and die in the porridge bowl.

The fans outside the screen were drooling three thousand feet, as if the Milky Way had fallen into the sky.

"I'll go! Do you want to be so devoted to eating one by one! Isn't it just a bowl of porridge!"

"I can't stand it! I can't stand it! I want to report this anchor!"

"To be honest, it's okay for the anchor to make delicious food live. We can't eat it anyway. At most, it's an eye craving. But! Why do you cook such delicious food! And you have to show such delicious food to others You still have to eat it for us! It’s too much! It’s too much!”

"Chen Laoshi, do you know how many pounds I have gained since I started watching your show?"

"Upstairs, do you know how many electronic scales I have stepped on since I started watching Chen Laoshi's show?"

"Chen Laoshi's live broadcast camera is simply poisonous! It's fine if you can pick the angle! It's so fucking high-definition! Please make a mosaic for this kind of session in the future! Crab!"

Of course, Chen Er would not care about these details.

Gou Xuefang and the others quickly finished their share of porridge.Because there are too many people and the pot is too small, everyone only gets a little drink and two sips.

And everyone drank quickly and anxiously, finishing a bowl of porridge was almost a matter of a few seconds.

So, after everyone finished drinking the porridge in their hands, they silently turned their eyes to Chen Er.

Chen Er can almost be said to be the real star of the crowd.

Because, now he is the only one who is still drinking porridge.And he drank very slowly, still drinking it in small spoonfuls with a spoon.

Chen Er knew that everyone was watching him, so he drank more slowly.

Gou Xuefang couldn't help but said, "You are a grown man, can you please be happy?"

Chen Er glanced at him, then opened his mouth, and with a "gurgle", he drank the rest of the porridge without leaving a single drop.

"it is good!"

"Good porridge!"

When Chen Er opened his mouth to speak, he felt his mouth was full of freshness, and the clear feeling spread from his mouth all the way to every pore in his body.

Indescribably refreshing.

(End of this chapter)