Bigshot Cultivator Bewildering People Every Day

Turn the time back to the afternoon when Luo Jiujiang smelled of pork rib soup.

Luo Jiujiang props the camera on the dish rack in the kitchen, and the system will automatically adjust the rotation direction of the camera for him to get the best shooting effect.

Accompanied by the crisp and sharp cutting of the sharp blade, the crystal white lotus root slices lay neatly on the chopping board in a regular "swish" sound.

Lotus root is usually divided into seven-hole lotus root and nine-hole lotus root.

The seven holes are lotus root noodles, which are specially used for stewing soup. As long as you simmer it in a casserole for half an hour, the taste of the fresh soup will enter into the lotus root. The entrance is soft and sweet, and the two rows of teeth are lightly When closed, the taste of micro-sand is just right.

Nine-hole lotus root is crispy lotus root. When it is fried, the vegetables are full of water and crispy in the mouth; or marinated with chili, it can be used as a cold dish in summer.But it is not suitable for making soup, because the crispy lotus root does not absorb oil. If it is made into soup, the soup will taste greasy, and the lotus root will not taste good.

There are also some differences in the appearance of the crispy lotus root noodles. The crispy lotus root is white and looks clear; the color of the noodle lotus root is light yellow, and some have a little powder on the surface.The pinkness is not heavy, it just seems to have borrowed a touch of color from the tip of the lotus petal.

What Luo Jiujiang puts on the chopping board now is such a section of washed pale pink lotus root with seven holes.

A small piece of lotus root on the chopping board is straight, with a pinkish exterior, like a shy and thin beauty's arm.When Luo Jiujiang cut off this layer of lotus root skin with a sharp knife, there will only be a little white inside.

The ancients once had a poem that said "the people around the locust are like the moon, and the bright wrists are covered with frost and snow", but that's probably because they have never seen the lotus root on the chopping board in Luojiujiang.

If the poet had seen this piece of peeled lotus root fully infused with spiritual energy, he would have another description of the beauty's jade wrist.

The audience in the live broadcast room are very used to Luo Jiujiang's special skill of "peeling a kitchen knife in three seconds".

Occasionally, newcomers enter by mistake, and a fuss-"My computer graphics card is broken?" is posted on the bullet screen, and old audiences will be educated:

- "Just watch the anchor's real skills."

- "Don't make a fuss, basic knife skills are seen every day."

- "Friendly reminder, you'd better find a bag of snacks to hold, don't blame me for not reminding you."

The mobile phone in the live broadcast was placed obliquely in front of Luo Jiujiang's perspective, and occasionally he would spare a little effort to take a look at the barrage.

But most of the time, such as now, Luo Jiujiang does not comment on the content of the barrage.

The noodle lotus root with the head and tail removed was cut into uniform and slightly thick lotus root slices by Luo Jiujiang. His palm touched the lotus root slices like magic, and the neat lotus slices followed his force and stacked counterclockwise. Arranged into a flower about to bloom.

- "Really, no matter how many times I watch it, I still admire the anchor's chopping skills."

- "I admire it too, but it's useless, who knows how to put dishes on the chopping board."

- "Are you new here? Otherwise, why would you ask such a stupid question?"

- "???"

Under the question marks and bewildered gaze of the newcomer, Luo Jiujiang took the spare glass plate aside.

He pressed his left hand flat on the cutting board, and slapped it just right, and the cutting board jumped slightly along with his strength.The blooming lotus root slices on the cutting board took off under the action of inertia, and were held upright by Luo Jiujiang on the bottom of the glass plate.

The flower that had been wiped open by the lotus root slices miraculously moved from the chopping board to the glass plate, without even the slightest misalignment due to friction.

The newcomer almost lost his eyes.

- "What is this? Can you still play like this? God, is this?"

There was a hahahaha sound in the barrage.

- "Sit down, sit down, the host is operating normally."

- "This time the anchor is just flying a lotus flower to make a plate. It's not exciting at all. The anchor will come to the air to make a 360-degree rotation next time!"

Luo Jiujiang accidentally caught a glimpse of this barrage, and replied while cleaning the blade: "Yes, tomorrow there will be a carved plate for the radish cold dish, and then you can flip it in mid-air."

Because of his firm promise, the comments immediately erupted with joy.

The figure of Luo Jiujiang walked deeper into the kitchen, and the camera controlled by the system with mechanical data also followed steadily.Luo Jiujiang took out the fresh pork ribs that had been cut into chunks in front of everyone, and shook the ingredients in front of the camera again.

"This time we are making lotus root pork rib soup."

"First prepare the chopped ribs and lotus root slices. I just showed you how to cut them."

"The ribs need to be blanched to filter the blood foam, I just did this step—"

Just halfway through Luo Jiujiang's words, he was interrupted by footsteps in the corridor.

Han Qianling had already walked to the door of the kitchen, looking at the complete set of camera equipment in Luo Jiujiang's kitchen, he was obviously a little surprised: "Oh, you are live broadcasting."

"No." At that moment, Luo Jiujiang's fingers almost became afterimages. Before the audience in the live broadcast room realized what happened, their eyes suddenly went dark.

It's a literal blackout!Their wicked anchor meal was only half done, and they left a group of children waiting to be fed and ran away!

Facing the live broadcast with a black screen, the audience couldn't understand what happened for a long time.

- "What happened just now?"

- "I just heard a voice talking and the screen went dark."

- "Oh, it turned out that the screen of my mobile phone was broken. I was starving to death. I thought the host would stop broadcasting."

- "Be sober in front, you're so hungry that you're insane. The anchor just won't broadcast."

- "So, who is that off-screen voice-over?"

No matter how the audience faced the sudden anchor strike, the fact that there was no delicious pork rib soup for dinner today was cruelly placed before their eyes.

On the other side, in the reality belonging to Luo Jiujiang, Han Qianling looked at the camera that was suddenly turned off, and his expression was slightly dazed: "I just heard you talking, so I came here to take a look..."

"Well, it was live broadcast just now, but it's gone now." Luo Jiujiang shrugged casually, "There are stools in the kitchen, if you are tired, you should sit for a while."

Han Qianling thought for a while and sat on the chair.

Looking at the professional cameras in the kitchen, he said thoughtfully: "So you are the anchor? What do you usually broadcast live, cooking?"

"It used to be eating and broadcasting, but later it was changed to cooking." Luo Jiujiang's eyes were slightly bent, and he talked to Han Qianling in a joking tone, "It's so delicious that you have such a misunderstanding, I can learn it well, right?"

An unnatural expression flashed across Han Qianling's face, and he carefully observed Luo Jiujiang's expression.

After finding out that Luo Jiujiang was really just making a joke and talking about it casually, he couldn't help but feel a little more confused in his eyes.

"The last misunderstanding, I really feel very..."

Before he could finish his apology, Luo Jiujiang interrupted him first, "The last misunderstanding was a surprise, and there is nothing to mind."

"The only person I'm sorry to say may be the dishes I cooked—they were all left cold. As compensation, I suggest you eat more today."

"……it is good."

Han Qianling watched Luo Jiujiang turn around, and methodically put the seasoned ginger and scallion cooking wine in the casserole, boiled the clear soup, and then began to simmer the ribs.

Just watching the other party's calm movements, Han Qianling felt an unspeakable relaxation.

He didn't know why this relaxed state of mind came about, maybe because he finally got rid of the torment of his serious illness, so his mood was extra light.

Or, just because Luo Jiujiang has such an unconsciously convincing power.His demeanor, his words and deeds, and his easy-going but unobtrusive smile all carry a kind of calm and open-mindedness.

Han Qianling felt peaceful beside Luo Jiujiang, like a tired bird returning to its nest.

"What's the name of your live broadcast room?"

Luo Jiujiang turned around and reported a name.

Han Qianling lowered his head and installed the video software on his phone, then searched and clicked into Luo Jiujiang's live broadcast room.

The live broadcast room is still discussing why the anchor mysteriously went offline.

- "Ah, so who is that mysterious man?"

-"The anchor is really dedicated after quitting eating and broadcasting. He waits for you in front of the cutting board in the wind and rain, and never misses three meals a day. This is the first time I have seen the anchor cut in the middle of the broadcast."

- "To be honest, if someone asks you a guilty conscience, the anchor has stolen someone else's pot?"

These are all sand sculpture netizens.Han Qianling sneered in his heart, scrolled down expressionlessly, and clicked on the red follow button.

His attention couldn't even arouse a little splash in Luo Jiujiang's tens of thousands of fans.

But this news was reported to Luo Jiujiang by the system immediately: [Your Bai Yueguang has subscribed to your live broadcast room. ]

Luo Jiujiang was very happy after hearing this: [Really? ]

[To celebrate, let's beat up the scum again tonight? ]

System: [……Come on. ]

Han Qianling's fingertips went up, and the barrage was still discussing why the anchor dropped the line.Although there is no food as an incentive, netizens are very open-minded, self-sufficient, and very happy.

Han Qianling's eyes flicked from one unreliable guess to another, and finally he asked that question himself.

"I just came over to take a look when I heard the voice talking, and I found that you would walk away immediately after the live broadcast. Aren't you live broadcast, why did you suddenly turn it off?"

Then he heard that Luo Jiujiang said in a natural tone: "Since you are here, of course I am chatting with you. If you are not used to live broadcasting, just turn it off-here, the pork rib soup will take a while, hungry If you want to eat some apples first."

He turned around and handed Han Qianling a plain white porcelain bowl, which contained a carved gardenia, each petal of which could be torn off by hand and eaten.Holding the flower, Han Qianling was a little bit reluctant to say it.

Luo Jiujiang smiled: "Eat."

Only then did Han Qianling gently pluck off one petal.

The sweet taste of the apple melted on the tip of Han Qianling's tongue. He held the petal specially carved by Luo Jiujiang in his mouth, and for a moment he looked a little like a child at a loss.

If Luo Jiujiang resented what he did because of a misunderstanding, let him sit in the kitchen first, and then pour hot soup on him, Han Qianling would understand.

If Luo Jiujiang saw that he was a rich man and wanted to be friends with him and make a fortune from him, Han Qianling would still understand.

But Luo Jiujiang has such an ability, he doesn't have to worry about money, let alone deliberately flattering himself; and he didn't pick up the casserole to pour himself, he just turned around, because he was afraid that he would be hungry, so he did it for himself immediately Carved a gardenia.

Han Qianling held that petal in his mouth, as if holding the sweetness that he had never had the chance to get in the first half of his life.

In the first half of his short life, he has been with pain, experienced parting, betrayal, abuse and loneliness... He has come from adversity against the wind and rain, wearing an indestructible armor, and will never be hurt by the world again.

However, his armor would be crushed in front of an apple blossom, shattered to the ground, and slammed into Han Qianling's ear.

Han Qianling closed her eyes, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly.The sweet sap moistened his throat, making him feel a sense of sheer desire.

The desire is not even mixed with any desire, but the blind want to be close to the color, and the cold want to jump into the firelight.

If he pronounced the other person's name, would the same sweetness flow on the tip of his tongue because of those two syllables?

Han Qianling paused for a moment, and said hesitantly, "...Jingjiang?"

As soon as he heard him call that, Luo Jiujiang laughed.

"Don't call me Jingjiang, you can call me Jiujiang." Luo Jiujiang said softly, "Best friends, family members, and future partners...I will let them call me that."