When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

Although there was a little disharmony in the middle, the fans in the live broadcast room were still very happy.

[In the past, I had to wait for the live broadcast room to open to watch him, but now I can watch him on the show after participating in the competition, so happy. ]

[I have always suspected that two or two secretly added beauty shots to themselves, and their skin is better than that of a woman like me.They say it’s twice as ugly on camera, I’m going to take a screenshot hahaha,]

[233 Didn't you agree to be a dog?Are you not afraid of being disillusioned after watching the show?Last time, every time the internet celebrity took photos and live broadcasts, she was full of immortality, but she was beaten back to her original shape as soon as she appeared on the show. ]

Wen Le looked at the barrage, and really convinced this group of fans.

"Can you think of me better, don't wait all day to cut off my emoji?"

[You know you are afraid?It's too late!I just told my mom that her favorite Little Fresh Meat Chef is going to be on the show, you just wait for our whole family to use your emoji. ]

[Yes, I will also take my daughter to meet her mother's favorite idol. ]

[Two or two, we are all for your own good. We make emoticons because we are worried that your beauty will cover up your talent. ]

At this time, almost everyone in Wen Le's fan circle knew that he was going to sign up for the show "Cooking Competition", and other people who followed him also got the news.

In the private studio listening to the wind.

"Brother Feng, your milk capped latte and flat white." The little assistant walked in with paper cups in both hands, arms propping up the door.

But the time for him to open the door was not right. As soon as he walked in, he heard the sound of a glass breaking, followed by a fierce quarrel.

"I told you not to provoke that errand, so you didn't listen to me at all!" Tingfeng's manager's voice was particularly irritable.

"It's alright now, I didn't plan to participate in the competition, but was directly stimulated by the sailors you invited to participate in the competition."

Tingfeng was smoking a cigarette, and there were a lot of cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray, and the whole studio was filled with a choking smell of smoke.

After being talked about by the manager for so long, Ting Feng has long since grown impatient.

"Don't say it as if I forced him to participate. That Erliang is such a shameless person. How can he be indifferent when he sees that I have signed up? He just wants to follow suit."

The manager didn't intend to quarrel with him in this regard, "Before the game, don't bother me! Practice your cooking skills!"

"Okay, I get it, it's just a competition."

Ting Feng didn't take it seriously. After working with his manager for so many years, he already knew how the other party praised people.These days, as long as you are not bad looking and can do something, who cares if you are really capable.

The manager's heart was also simmering with fire. After Tingfeng's persona was set up, more and more fans were gathered, and Tingfeng, who was originally obedient, also began to swell.

But in this world, not everyone with good character can live a good life. Tingfeng is not the most obedient in his hands, but he is the one who earns the most money, so that shortcoming is nothing compared to the considerable benefits he can bring. It's nothing.

"Don't cause trouble for me, how long has it been since the last incident, and you don't remember that you almost fell to the bottom?" He reminded.

Listening to the wind blowing away the smoke, she became extremely irritable, "Are you finished? If I hadn't participated in that show recently, I would have become a pool of stagnant water by now. Who still remembers me?"

Since the last time, when the things he did before were exposed, he lost a lot of fans, and the promotions he received stopped looking for him.

Originally, he was about to get on the right track, gradually grow bigger, and become the most qualified and popular anchor in the food area. After this incident, he fell directly into the dust. He participated in the competition this time because he wanted to regain his strength .

Thinking of this, Tingfeng said again, "If you have time, help me run around the judges, we two are grasshoppers tied to the same rope, and when I become popular in the future, it will not be you who make the big money."

His expression was too frivolous, as if it was the other party who was wrong.

The manager is not a good-tempered person, "I still make a lot of money just like you, do you know how much I have lost recently! You are the one who has to be ashamed to say that you are not as strong as others."

After speaking, without even looking at the little assistant at the door, he slammed the door and left.

The manager left, and the coffee in the assistant's hand was already cold, "Brother Feng..."

"Get out!" Accompanied by the violent roar of the storm, an ashtray smashed over and broke into pieces on the ground.

……

Yuan Yidao, who had just registered for the competition, had followed Wen Le's Weibo a long time ago. Although he missed the live broadcast, he did know that Wen Le was also participating.

He asked Zhang Fang, "Second Senior Brother, do you think we asked Senior Brother to put me and my wife in a group?"

Zhang Fang's ears were already callused by his nagging, "Are you planning to go on the show to court or die in love on the show?"

"Eldest brother doesn't know that you miss a handsome guy, so don't just call someone's wife on the show."

Zhang Fang was heartbroken for this little junior brother who didn't care about anything.

Yuan Yidao finally calmed down a bit when he thought of his big brother Ye Mingsong's unstoppable eyes.

He asked, "Then do you think if I tell Senior Brother that Lele is my idol, will he give him extra points?"

Zhang Fang asked back, "Didn't you say that senior brother is your idol when you wrote essays before?" The idol of this young man changed as he said.

"That's why I had to ask him to sign for the homework before." Yuan Yiyi said, "Besides, my idol was Sherlock Holmes back then."

Zhang Fang was almost stunned by his shamelessness, "With your 3-minute popularity, you should stop liking that anchor, I think you just became obsessed for a short time."

……

The short live broadcast was over, and the fans got together to Weibo and forums to discuss, and they all became looking forward to it.

In Jinjuli, Wen Le cooked the last dish of the day - braised sea bass with tofu.

Cook the oil in a hot pan, and the processed sea bass will be fried into a slightly burnt yellow color, and the originally soft fish body will become semi-hard.

"This fish is not bad, it will be crispy when you bite into it." Someone came by at some point, who looked like a diner from Jinjuli.

"The sea bass is fresh and has no fishy smell. My little brother will fry one for me soon." The diners who had just entered the store smelled the smell of fish, pointed to Wen Le's pot, turned around and ordered a dish.

Wen Le turned the fish over and continued to fry it. He added sliced ​​ginger and stir-fried it together. He added the chili sauce and light soy sauce. After a while, the fish changed color again.

The other diners who saw it couldn't sit still, they could smell the smell of fish from a long distance, and they were really flustered.

"I'll order a sea bass too, just do as he did." A diner placed an order.

"Give me one too, no, two, I'll pack one and take one home with me later." A diner's appetite suddenly increased.

I thought it was a fried fish, but Wen Le picked up a pot of boiling water and poured it into the pot.

For a while, white steam was lingering, and everyone could only see Wen Le's hand sweeping through a pile of seasoning bottles through the mist, pouring a bunch of invisible things into the pot.

When the mist cleared, the fish in the pot had been cooked into a crispy appearance.The bottom of the pot is a thick soup with attractive color and luster, and the unceasing smell of fish caught the hearts of everyone present.

"What is this made of? Why is it so fragrant?" A passerby passed by the door of Jinju store, and suddenly smelled an aroma that his stomach could not refuse.

There are quite a few people like this, and they are usually people who love to eat fish. When they smelled the smell of fish, they couldn't walk. They moved their noses and were directly hooked into the door of Jinju.

The Baibai soft tofu was cut into small pieces and put into the pot, and it tasted delicious after being roasted together with the fish.The color of the soup became darker, and the fish was put aside with a small spoon.

"This soup is really good, and it tastes good with white rice." A diner just finished eating the dishes on the table, looking at Wen Le's pot, he was actually a little hungry again.

"That fish is really delicious. This chef is definitely an expert. I have eaten fish for so many years, and the fragrance of this sea bass is definitely ranked in the top five." An old glutton bit a piece of cold water radish to satisfy his greed.

The diner opposite Lao Tao also took a pickled cucumber.

"What are you guys doing? Wait, I think tofu must be the most delicious. The essence of the fish-flavored fish flavor is all in the tofu. Can it be delicious?"

Wen Le grabbed a handful of chopped red peppers and threw them into the pot, and slowly poured a bowl of starch water mixed in along the edge of the pot.

"This thickening is just right, neither thick nor light, just right." The old glutton commented again.

"So, I said that tofu is the best in this dish."

The diners at the old gluttonous table pointed at the tofu wrapped in the thick soup, and the eyes were about to burst out.

Sprinkle with chopped green onion, the tofu in the soup is poured out of the pot, one piece by one is arranged along the fish that has just been served in advance, and then the soup bottom is poured from the head to the tail of the fish, and the whole dish is finished. It's done.

"Delicious!" The casual eater directly praised.

"What's so good about it? They cook it themselves. We can't eat it, so we just watch the excitement." There were also diners who felt angry when they saw it.

There were also regular diners who came to Luo Zixin's table and ate a piece of fish and tofu with the cheek, and were questioned by everyone when they came back.

"How about it, is that fresh fish?"

"It's not ordinary fresh, it's fresher than Buddha's Jump over the Wall; you don't know, that tofu is so delicious, it doesn't look like it's ground from beans, it looks like it's made of water or fish, there's nothing wrong with it. It's not tasty."

The diner who was asked was also an expert, his tongue was unusually dexterous, and it was rare to see him complimenting others.

Hearing him boasting so much now, no one can sit still.I was still hesitating just now and quickly placed an order.

"Hurry up, I also want a stewed sea bass with tofu."

"I'm sorry sir, our sea bass has been sold out, can you try other fish?"