When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

[Mother!Help!There are perverts here! ]

[I was wrong, I was wrong, principal, please move the camera away, the eyeballs on that fish's head stare at me uncomfortably. ]

Luo Zixin's little heart was also frightened, "You cheated me again QAQ."

Wen Le used a knife to cut the mandarin fish in half along the spine until it reached the tail, and took out all the spines and inner membranes while turning his fingers.He washed his hands and smoothed the broken hair that fell to his ears.

Holding the knife, he smiled and said, "Did I cheat you? Looking at this fish, I allow you to organize your language and say it again."

Luo Zixin looked at him, then at the fish, shrunk his neck, and called Yu Xingzhou aggrievedly: "Brother... tell me about him."

Yu Xingzhou rolled his eyelids, and said to Wen Le, "What kind of food is this?"

Luo Zixin could see clearly that his cousin would become disrespectful if he had enough to eat.

Wen Le lowered his head and changed the oblique knife to cut the fish deep to the skin without breaking the skin at all.He was in a very good mood: "Today I will cook you a famous Gusu delicacy - squirrel mandarin fish."

Every time he cooks, he is in a good mood, and his smooth knife skills are dazzling.

[I suspect that I have entered the live broadcast room of Wuxiaxiang... The speed is too good, if two or two are playing the piano, the wild bee is definitely not a problem. ]

[+1, I suspected that I saw an afterimage when I cut the fish in twos, this is absolutely amazing for playing games. ]

[Shut up all the primary school students upstairs, the most important thing we should do in pairs is to perform magic tricks, with his god-like hand speed coupled with god-like cooking skills, if he performs magic tricks, every show will definitely be full.Of course, the premise is that the audience has the opportunity to taste the magic food]

[The countryman said... I have never eaten squirrel mandarin fish when I grow up so old. Is it made of squirrel? ]

Luo Zixin helped read this barrage, "Master, please explain to the audience. Is the squirrel mandarin fish made of squirrels?" Of course he knows what this dish is made of, he just wanted to see How would Wen Le respond?

Hearing this question, Wen Le decided to explain: "This audience, you asked this question well."

"This dish of squirrel mandarin fish is still a dish in the Qianlong period. At that time, the little squirrels were not protected animals. The meat was delicious and the cooking oil was fragrant, which made people have endless aftertaste, so there was squirrel mandarin fish. This dish."

"Ah?" Luo Zixin was surprised, "So there really are squirrels?"

Yu Xingzhou glanced at him, this cousin's IQ might be hopeless.It's so easy to be fooled by a dish that I have eaten before.

It's a pity that he doesn't know that there are still a lot of people who are easily fooled in the live broadcast room.

[God!The ancients actually ate small squirrels. (horrible)]

[Hold my little dried fish and shiver, the little squirrel is so cute, don't eat it. ]

[That's right, the little bunny is so cute, why eat the little bunny. ]

[23333, upstairs you made me hungry, so you don’t really believe what Liangliang just said? ]

Luo Zixin finally jumped out of the fooling circle and pretended to be a prophet, "Hahaha, you don't really believe it, you are still fooled by two or two big daily donkey fans." donkey.

The expression on Wen Le's face was the same as usual, with an upright look that made people trust him wholeheartedly.

"Well, I told a pre-dinner joke just now. I believe that smart people must not have taken it seriously. How could there really be a squirrel in the squirrel mandarin fish?"

Those who reacted in the live broadcast room quickly proved their IQ.

[Yes, yes, there is no wife in the wife cake. ]

[There is no fish in fish-flavored shredded pork, and tiger-skin green peppers are not made of tiger skin; ]

[The name of this dish... is really not misleading. Buddha Jumping over the Wall is better, and the couple's lung slice sounds bloody. ]

[I’m also here to nominate two, Braised Lion’s Head and Donkey Rolling. When I was a child, I always thought it was a zoo selling 23333]

For some reason, the bullet screen got skewed to a strange topic.

The sliced ​​fish had been marinated with seasonings in a bowl, coated with starch, and Wen Le scooped up a spoonful of hot oil and poured it down along the fish tail.The oil fell back into the pot, and the fish was set in this way.

"Look, does it look like a squirrel?" Wen Le put the fish into the oil pan and continued to fry it until the surface turned an attractive golden brown.

"It smells so good~" The smell of fish in the room filled his nostrils, and Luo Zixin wished he could have a taste now.

While frying the fish, Wen Le started to adjust the sauce at the same time.

"Where is the sugar?" He is not familiar with this kitchen, Luo Zixin arranges it as he likes, but after Wen Le put water and vinegar in the bowl, he couldn't find where the sugar was.

Yu Xingzhou reached out and handed over the white sugar next to him.

The people in the live broadcast room saw a new hand entering the country suddenly, and someone asked curiously.

[Whose hand is this?At first glance it looks pretty good. ]

[This hand should belong to the principal's brother, I seem to have heard him say it just now. ]

[2333 So this is why both brothers are Erliang's fans?Please give me a positive face, this hand shape is really beautiful. ]

Luo Zixin couldn't agree to this request, he didn't dare to photograph Yu Xingzhou.

Wen Le thanked Yu Xingzhou, and hurriedly prepared the soup, otherwise the fish would not be tender after frying for a long time.

Yu Xingzhou: "What else do you want?"

"Cooking wine."

"Give."

"Where's the ketchup?"

"here."

The two cooperated very tacitly when they came and went. No matter what Wen Le wanted, Yu Xingzhou immediately found it and handed it to him.

Luo Zixin didn't dare to complain, and the barrage spoke his mind.

[Why does this picture give me a feeling of déjà vu? ]

[Have you watched Shenxia upstairs?I also feel this way every time I see Juan Fu and Watson in the same frame. ]

[Are the two girls upstairs trying to say that they are gay?I think it's okay, aren't many buddies like this?I am a boy. ]

[Bah, what kind of gay is gay in gay!Young man upstairs, you are really rotten.Didn't you see our principal is still around?I'm going to draw a threesome book first and then come back and read it. ]

[Mrs. 23333 takes me, throws away an address, I want to take a car. ]

Luo Zixin hurriedly warned: "What kind of car, be careful that it overturns."

Wen Le didn't understand, "What car?"

After a hahaha barrage, Luo Zixin said guiltily, "No, you must have misheard Erliang."

He hurriedly changed the subject, "Is the squirrel mandarin fish ready? I'm starving to death."

Like a magician, Wen Le snapped his fingers and made an inviting gesture, leading him to look at a dish covered with a western food cover.

"Go and see for yourself."

"It's still such a routine, I won't be fooled." Luo Zixin was scared by the donkey, and his face was full of doubts, but he refused to open the lid by himself.

The western food cover made of metal is bright and shiny, forming a clear convex mirror. The people in the live broadcast room look at Luo Zixin's cute appearance through the convex mirror.

[Hurry up and take a screenshot, there is a new emoticon package. (Suddenly scared.ipg)]

[2333 Actually, I'm also quite scared, the ghost knows what Liangliang put in it, I'm afraid that something scary will suddenly pop out. ]

[Don't scare the new viewers, someone was really scared away just now 23333, it's all because of the two daily donkey fans, now there will be retribution. ]

[Fear +1, I watched a horror movie when I was a child, the hero killed his wife, and made a...]

[Upstairs, shut up!I believe your evil, and dare not open the door. ]

Half of the audience covered their eyes in fear, while the other half of the audience excitedly posted bullet screens urging Luo Zixin to open the lid of the western food and reveal the secret to the audience.

Luo Zixin's brain hole has been opened by the barrage talking about horror movies, and eight horses can't pull it back, so he doesn't want to do it now.

He looked at the amiable Wen Le, then at the ruthless Yu Xingzhou, and finally decided to choose someone to help.

"Cousin...can you help me open the lid?"