When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Is there any skill in beating eggs, isn't it just a simple knock?Luo Zixin didn't understand what Wen Le meant.

The people in the studio were similar to what Luo Zixin thought.In their minds, there are many idioms about eggs, such as chicken flying with eggs, eggs hitting rocks, shovels throwing eggs, Taishan pressing eggs...Eggs are too easy to break, and people usually don't think about the skills of beating eggs.

[Break eggs?Since I was a child with a hard forehead, I have always cracked eggs with my forehead. Isn't it like this for you? ]

[Upstairs are practicing Iron Head Kungfu, right?My father is a foreigner's Kung Fu practitioner, and he learned Twelve-Road Tan Legs. The eggs at home were all shattered by the wind he brought when he swept his legs. ]

[Just blow it on, it’s still windy. My mother practices internal martial arts. Usually, she only needs to put an egg on her head, and then lightly step on her feet, and the egg can be opened by itself. ]

[Wait, why do you all have such weird postures for cracking eggs?Can't it be simpler to be a human being? ]

[We are all modern people, so can’t we learn to use tools?Let me tell you something simple. Our family uses 50-carat pink diamonds to crack the eggs. Remember to use pure natural rough stones. Artificial ones are useless. ]

[Pretentious criminal upstairs, uncle will tell you that Homo sapiens first learned to use tools. Modern refers to the period from the May [-]th Movement to today. Everyone is modern, so they cannot "learn" to use tools like you tool. ]

[_(:з」∠)_Looking bewilderedly at the school bully beating local tyrants, there are a lot of people watching a gourmet live broadcast these days. ]

Wen Le asked Luo Zixin to beat the eggs, neither with his forehead nor with diamonds.

He said: "You look at me first, after I open the egg in a while, you open one according to the pattern."

"No problem! Isn't it just an egg, can it still stump me?"

Luo Zixin rolled up his sleeves, just waiting for Wen Le to make a move.However, when Wen Le finished his movements, he was dumbfounded.

Wen Le gently pinched and twisted the egg with his fingers, and a smooth opening was opened at the top of the egg.He retracted his fingers and put the eggshell above the opening aside. This part of the eggshell was actually intact. If it was put back in its original place, it would be as if the egg had never been opened.

This is too fake, how can anyone open an egg with bare hands, as if cutting it with a knife, the opening is so smooth?

Suspicious, Luo Zixin put his whole face in front of the egg and looked around carefully. He had to admit that it was indeed a real egg, and that the eggshell that looked like it had been cut off was really an original egg. shell.

Wen Le held the open egg in the palm of his hand, the yolk and egg white inside the eggshell were clearly visible, all presented to the audience by the camera.

He said to Luo Zixin, "Well, this shouldn't bother you, right?" As he moved, the liquid inside the eggshell swayed a few times.

Luo Zixin frowned, and couldn't figure out how Wen Le managed it.

"Wait, show me all your fingers." He suspected that Wen Le had hidden the blade between his fingers.

Wen Le spread out his hands noncommittally, and his white and jade fingers were completely exposed to the light.

"See for yourself," he said.

His hands were very clean, and his fingers were long and flexible. Luo Zixin had already seen that it was impossible to hide a blade between his fingers.

But Wen Le's fingers are definitely stronger than blades.

[Wow, such a hand shape is very suitable for playing the piano, the hand control is completely uncontrollable, okay? ]

[Upstairs, your focus is off the mark. Didn't any great master come over and explain the principle of opening the eggshells in twos just now? ]

[No, he moved too fast, I couldn't see clearly even though I wore glasses. ]

[Great God: I didn’t see it clearly myself. ]

[What about the bully who usually likes to discuss?What about martial artists?What about the cultivators?Is there no one to explain it? ]

[Xueba: This question is beyond the outline. ]

[Martial artist: The only thing that can't be broken in martial arts in the world is speed, I can't see it. ]

[Immortal Cultivator: Ask me what I am doing, we have become immortals and still eat ghost eggs, a little bit. ]

No one could tell how Wen Le opened the egg just now, no matter how good his eyesight was, he could only see that his right thumb and index finger moved a moment ago.

"It's unscientific!" Luo Zixin said, "Who in a normal person can do this like you?"

Wen Le twisted her fingers and said easily, "It's very simple, just squeeze the egg shell lightly and it will be opened."

After speaking, he looked at Luo Zixin with concern, as if the abnormal one was the other.

Stimulated by this kind of caring eyes for the mentally retarded, Luo Zixin took the egg back into his hand, and rubbed it with his fingers quietly with doubts, the egg almost rolled to the ground.

Not only him, but even Brother Zheng picked up an egg and put it in his hand to gesture, it seemed that he was aroused by Wen Le's ease.

Luo Zixin put the egg aside and changed the subject.

"I believe that everyone didn't understand it just now. Now let Mr. Zheng, who does not want to be named, try it on your behalf to see if this method can be successful."

He gave Zheng Ge's hands a shot so that the audience could see clearly.

[Why does Mr. Zheng, who does not want to be named, only have hands? It is not Mr. Zheng who does not want to be photographed. ]

[Just looking at the veins and muscles on his arms, this Mr. Zheng is definitely a trainer, he should be able to succeed. ]

[Pfft, hurry up and look upstairs, Mr. Lian’s son, Mr. Zheng, has crushed the egg to burst hahaha]

[Although Mr. Zheng failed the challenge, I still admire his 2333 for only using two fingers. ]

The camera was close, and part of the crushed egg splashed onto the camera, making the people in the live broadcast room burst into laughter.

"Brother Zheng, how do you feel? Is there anything you want to say?" Luo Zixin picked up the water glass as a microphone for interviews.

The egg liquid in Brother Zheng's hand was sticking to his hand, his face was dark, and he could faintly see a trace of embarrassment. Luo Zixin handed him a wet towel and asked him to wipe his hands clean.

Brother Zheng, "In fact, this movement looks simple, but it is very difficult to control the strength when it is actually done."

[23333 This wave of courtship is very reasonable, a real man will never bow his head. ]

[It feels like he might really have too much strength, maybe it might be better if he lowered his strength? ]

[This has been tested by two predecessors, when will you try it, principal? ]

Seeing the barrage, Wen Le also began to urge Luo Zixin.

"You can open the egg too, if you hold it down again, I think it's almost ripe."

Brother Zheng's experience with egg liquid has not yet passed, and Luo Zixin's face hurts when he thought of what he said earlier that beating eggs is very simple.

"I'll forget it. My mother taught me not to waste food since I was a child. It would be bad if my mother saw it."

He spoke eloquently, and even raised his head and held his face in his hands, whispering at Wen Le.

"How about, male god, you can help someone beat one."

[Cub, how can you be so shameless?Didn't Dad say it many times, you can't be gay like this! ]

[Spicy chicken principal, if you dare to try with my family, believe it or not, I will pull out your tongue and straighten it for you. ]

[Principal, you sold your soul just for an egg, you are shameless!People haven't flirted with the male god yet. ]

[Is this still the principal who is too rich to be promiscuous and mighty to be subdued?All morals are gone. ]

Wen Le was a little choked by Luo Zixin, but the other party even called him a male god, and sacrificed his image to be cute, so he had no choice but to agree.

"Okay, just this time." He took the egg and fixed it with the two fingers of his right hand as before.

Seeing that he was about to make a move, Luo Zixin moved over with the camera.

"Wait a minute, male god, move slowly later, this time you must let everyone see clearly." He was thoughtful.

Wen Le sighed, "Actually, you don't need to get so close to see it clearly, and I guarantee that everyone will learn it after reading it once. Do you trust me?"

[Student masters, martial artists, and immortal cultivators: Don't believe it, we don't believe it. ]

[It must be missing us again, Principal, please get closer, I will record it this time, and I will play it back at a slow speed later, I don’t believe that I can’t understand how the couple did it like this. ]

[Upstairs GJ, I also come to record, I can decipher the magic of the Spring Festival Gala, I don't believe that I can't understand this cracking egg. ]

[Why do I feel that this is like a class, and I record videos one by one and then play them back for research. Do you want to fight like this? ]

Wen Le persuaded, "Actually, it's a simple tutorial that you can master after reading it. You don't need to record it."

［╭(╯^╰)╮Hmph, don’t confuse us, you want to donkey us again! ]

[Don’t listen, don’t listen, bastard chant the scriptures, when did you say that simplicity is not for us?I've seen through you a long time ago! ]

Seeing that they were stubborn, Wen Le stopped dissuading them.

I saw that he took out a tool that looked like a ball on a stick and put it on the head of the egg. When he let go, the ball fell and hit the cover, and the eggshell was divided into two parts, big and small.

The whole operation is simple, no narration is needed at all, and everyone who sees it can understand the process.

Luo Zixin was at a loss for words, he just wanted to eat an egg and calm down.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also shocked by the unconventional playing of cards.

[Don't bring such ah, how about playing with us?I even called my martial arts-learning boyfriend over to watch it together, and now he asks me where the martial arts master is! ]

[This is an egg beater. Since there is an egg beater, why do you open the egg shell with one hand like that? ]

[Two Liang is the real version of Edward Scissorhands, his fingers are actually strengthened and modified? ]

[2333 The analogy upstairs is good, but when I think of the appearance of a spatula, rice spoon and kitchen knife assembled in two hands, I think hahaha. ]

Luo Zixin looked at the eggbeater, then at the egg that had been cut completely, and was so wronged that he was about to cry.

"Aren't you satisfied?" Wen Le looked at him with raised eyebrows, "I said you can learn it once you learn it, isn't it very simple."

"Actually, you opened the egg in advance with an egg beater, right?" Luo Zixin thought more and more that it was possible.

He said firmly, "You must have used eggs that have been opened just now, and then you pretended to open them with your fingers."

When he said this, many people in the live broadcast room agreed.

[Didn’t Holmes say that if you rule out all the impossible, what remains, no matter how impossible, is the truth.Therefore, I think the principal's speculation is very likely to be true! ]

[Upstairs, I really want to agree with you, but Sherlock Holmes is a fictional character. ]

[Eh heh?He doesn't live at 221b Baker Street, how could it be virtual? I even wrote letters there when I was a child and received a reply. ]

[That's enough, don't be fooled, let the couple verify it again.By the way, you little idiot upstairs, hurry up and check Sherlock Holmes on Baidu, and ask your parents if they peeked at your letter. ]

Hearing that he was asked to verify his innocence, Wen Le took the egg beater without raising his head, and still twisted two fingers with one hand, and the solid stainless steel ball on the egg beater collapsed.

[... Bow to the two forces. ]

[The food anchors are all monster series, bowing their heads to the two forces. ]

[Before, I couldn’t get two or two handsome points, but just now, I finally know what handsome trembling is. ]

[Little sister upstairs, you were frightened, right?Stop comforting yourself. ]

Luo Zixin used the egg beater, but the speed was not as fast as Wen Le's. When Wen Le poured the stirred egg liquid back into the previous egg shell, he had just stirred it evenly.

"Wait, male god, why did you pour it back into the eggshell?"