When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

After the egg liquid just poured out was stirred evenly, Wen Le filtered it through a sieve and poured it back into the previous eggshell.

This is a bit confusing.

Luo Zixin, "I don't know much about your food industry, sir, why did you get into a mess and then fall back?"

The audience in the live broadcast room heard that Luo Zixin helped them ask a question, and wanted to send a barrage to express their agreement, but...

[How can I only hear the principal's voice, but not see the principal's person?What did the camera guy do?It's so unprofessional. ]

[I’ve been wanting to talk about this question since just now, and I feel that the camera is always facing the couple, except when they are in the same frame, there are very few shots of the principal. ]

[2333 inexplicably felt that the video camera brother disliked the principal, and even took more shots of eggs than him. ]

[Distressed, but can't leave the country in my live broadcast room, the principal's life is miserable. ]

[I think it should be that the camera guy has eaten the dishes made by Liangliang. Every time he takes pictures of Liangliang, he looks very good-looking. When he shoots the principal, it is all emojis. ]

Putting the eggshells filled with the stirred egg liquid aside, Wen Le took out some clams that had spit out the sand, put them in the pot, and cooked them with ginger and shallots.

After deflavoring and freshening with ginger and chives, the unique alluring aroma of clams has been released.

Luo Zixin licked his lips, the smell of that clam had already drifted to his nose, oozing with green onion, very tempting.

"Can I try one?" he asked.

Wen Le nodded happily, "Then help me to taste if it's fully cooked."

Under the envious eyes of the audience in the live broadcast room, Luo Zixin picked up a clam and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Wen Le asked him.

"Hmm, Muaoqi." Luo Zixin pouted, chewing and shaking his head.

"Not delicious?" Wen Le couldn't hear what he said, and guessed based on the pronunciation.

"Yeah." Luo Zixin nodded sharply, "Mu Aoqi, it's steamed."

Wen Le frowned, looked at the clams left in the pot, and decided to try the taste for himself.

Luo Zixin swallowed the meat in his mouth and hurriedly stopped him.

"This taste is really not good. Don't eat two taels, just let me come."

In this situation, a group of viewers only wanted to say two words to Luo Zixin.

[Shameless! ]

[Too shameless! ]

[Everyone, please remember this person. He shamelessly slandered the culinary skills of the couple for the sake of eating a pot of clams for himself. There is such a shameless person in the world, we must not let him go! ]

Wen Le also wanted to understand.

The corner of his mouth curled up, and he smiled very easy-goingly, "It's not delicious? Then don't eat today's food, it will affect your appetite."

"Don't!" Luo Zixin was heartbroken, "I can't live without food, you can't hurt an innocent life."

Unfortunately, he could only watch helplessly as the pot of clams was taken away by Wen Le.

Wen Le picked a fat-looking clam from among them, removed the shell and put it in the eggshell.

"Steamed eggs with clams?" Luo Zixin also transferred his egg into a clam meat like this.

[My mother doesn’t remove the shells when she cooks steamed eggs with clams. Once steamed, it’s a whole pot. It’s so delicious. Why do you need to remove the shells? ]

[The eggshell is only that big, how many more clams do you want to put in it? Let's take the boutique route, shall we? ]

Wen Le took out the plastic wrap and covered the egg shell, then put it on the steamer.

"That's all right?" Luo Zixin imitated the example and put his own eggs in the steamer, "This is too simple, the difficulty of the competition is not so low."

He is going to participate in regular competitions, steamed eggs can't show his talent at all, okay?

Wen Le raised her eyebrows, "Want to challenge something difficult?"

Luo Zixin nodded, "That's right, before they only saw my beauty, now they should also discover my beauty."

[Talent?Dad seems to have heard a joke. ]

[Beauty?Uncle, I'd better take you to see a psychiatrist, you have a serious self-perception error. ]

[From the moment I heard the difficulty in two or two mouths, the principal's fate is already doomed, and I will know the ending without looking at it. ]

Everyone enjoyed hearing and seeing Luo Zixin's behavior of wanting to challenge himself.

Wen Le encouraged Luo Zixin's self-motivation.

"Yes, I will teach you how to make a difficult dish next, so that I can guarantee to show off your talent."

Luo Zixin rubbed his hands expectantly, and became more interested.

While picking out the seasoning, Wen Le asked, "Which one do you think is more difficult to cook, fish-flavored pork shreds or sweet and sour pork ribs?"

"Sweet and sour pork ribs." Luo Zixin said without thinking, "The ones with bones are usually a little more troublesome."

"It's about the same, anyway, both are Sichuan dishes." Brother Zheng said casually.

After hearing the two answers, Wen Le looked at the last person, "What do you think? Which one is more difficult?"

"Fish-flavored shredded pork." Yu Xingzhou seemed to be thinking about it, "After eating it last time, I think your fish-flavored shredded pork is the best I've ever eaten."

He boasted so bluntly again, looking straight at Wen Le, as if Wen Le had turned into a dish that he never forgot.

[Oh, the camera guy is good at flirting, I seem to see the shy look on the face of the couple. ]

[etc!I remember that the last time I made fish-flavored pork shreds was when I made fish-flavored eggplant at home, that is to say, the camera brother has been to two or two? ]

[No wonder the camera is all pointing at Erliang, it turns out that they are stamped fans! ]

Luo Zixin saw the last barrage, and shouted angrily, "Brother, you actually went to two or two secretly last time?!"

He had an unbelievable expression on his face, as if he had been betrayed, "How could you do this! The two of you secretly have a dinner date behind my back!"

He was so angry that his mouth was puckered, and the loyal fans in the barrage quickly calmed him down.

[As long as life is passable, even if there is a little green on the head. ]

[Love is a light, so green, illuminating our green future. ]

[So the camera guy is the principal's brother?That is, the little brother who appeared last time when we made squirrel mandarin fish two by two? ]

[The reasoning upstairs is perfect. Last time, my wife drew a threesome book and I just finished eating. This time I can see their Shura field again, and my stomach is full of smoke. ]

Luo Zixin ignored the barrage and went straight to Brother Zheng, the only irrelevant person present.

"Brother Zheng, come and judge. Do you think they have gone too far?"

Brother Zheng looked down at him, with a rare smile on his face.

"I also ate that time."

Like a bolt from the blue, Luo Zixin took two steps back, and his whole body was greatly shocked.

He pointed at Brother Zheng, his fingers trembling, "You, you!"

He looked at Wen Le and Yu Xingzhou, who were smiling, and then at Brother Zheng who was in the same trench, and said angrily, "I have a saying, I must..."

Yu Xingzhou swept his eyes, and his stern gaze wandered over, "Try saying something."

"..." Luo Zixin deflated like a balloon.

Wen Le patted his head, "Actually, we just ate some fish-flavored pork slices and fish-flavored eggplant casually that day, then drank some tea, ate some supper, and then had breakfast."

"Stop talking..." Luo Zixin lay powerlessly on the table like a noodle, with a desperate expression as if he missed a hundred million.

[I feel sorry for the headmaster, two or two even stabbed him with a knife, he is simply a scumbag. ]

[The principal's expression is exactly the same as my Dabao's after he found out that there is another dog in the house hahaha. ]

[Principal os: He has other dogs in his heart, desperate. ]

[Didn’t all of you find out that the couple’s talk was leaking?He said that he had dinner and dinner with the principal and his brother! ]

[Upstairs, don't say it out! !I want to pretend not to know, why did you hurt me! ]

[What, my husband cooked for others?Still being slept by someone? !I do not believe! ! ! ! ]

Everyone doesn't care about Luo Zixin's psychological trauma anymore, because they were also injured.

[If you don’t listen or don’t want to know, fuck it/Be strong, I need a hug! ]

Wen Le kept moving his hands, coaxing the fans at the same time.

"Don't be angry, he and I are just fan friends, and you are the babies in my heart."

Luo Zixin's face was paralyzed, and he really couldn't understand how this person said such nasty words so naturally. The frightening thing was that there was more than one person speaking like this at the scene.

The fans were finally happy when they heard that they were just fan friends.

[Hmph, I'll just trust you for the time being this time, whoever made you so handsome, there's really nothing I can do about you. ]

[What else can I do, other than forgive you like my father did. ]

The fans' mood was reassured, but Yu Xingzhou was unhappy.

"Fanyou?" His eyes were dark, and while looking at Wen Le, he slowly wiped his lips with his fingers.

[Oh, the little brother's voice is so dissatisfied, hahaha, like a concubine vying for favor. ]

Looking at his lips, Wen Le suddenly thought of something else.

"Ahem, alright, alright, let's get back to the topic, this is a serious teaching video."

[Report teacher, I just want to hear your nonsense, I don't want to be serious. ]

"This student, please go to the corridor to punish him, and the other students will continue to study with the monitor."

[Squad leader?Erliang, you don't mean the principal, do you?Are you sure we can still graduate if he becomes the monitor? ]

Luo Zixin, "Okay, this classmate challenged the monitor's authority and went to stand in the corridor as punishment."

Ignoring the angry words of the audience, Luo Zixin proudly started chopping vegetables.

"Cut this up first." Wen Le handed him something.

Luo Zixin subconsciously took the item and put it under the kitchen knife. When he looked down, he realized that it was an onion.

Wen Le, "Try to cut them into the same size, not too wide or too thin."

"..." Luo Zixin was silent for half a second, "So how many centimeters is it wide?"

"It's almost fine, you can watch it yourself." Wen Le said.

[How much is it almost! !Science students said that this description is so maddening. ]

[A little bit, a little bit, a handful... The Chinese language is so profound that it can only be understood, not expressed in words. ]