Isn't it beautiful to live stream Honmaru's retirement life after retirement?

The bewildered Mutsu Mori decided to ignore the strange subtitles that appeared on the screen, and started to explain seriously with his tablet in hand. Following Tsurumaru's order, the finals of the rice dumpling competition had officially begun.

"Oh~ As expected of Candlestick Kiri Mitsutada, the head chef of Honmaru." Mutsu Mamoru turned the tablet over, facing Mitsutada's hand,

"The technique is really smooth and smooth, and each zongzi is also exquisitely shaped."

"I'm sorry, I'm still far from the lord." Guangzhong conceded modestly while instructing his partner Okurigara, "Little Gala, you have to choose bamboo leaves that are not too different in color."

No one saw that there were slightly more subtitles on the screen than before,

"Is this the anchor taking pictures of others? Look at your hands, I want to see the face"

"What is this pill?"

“It’s probably a village”

“Both voices are very nice”

"Why are you making zongzi now? Isn't the Dragon Boat Festival the end of the month?"

Mutsu Mamoru, who used the front camera to turn around to shoot, felt that it was not as convenient as before. He decided to ask the lord after shooting this time, can he switch back to the previous rear camera, so that he can watch the screen and take pictures.

Adjusting the camera, it swung around from the neck of Higakiri Kazumaru, and finally moved to Higakiri’s hand. Mutsu Mamoru continued to introduce,

"This group is Hikiri and his partner, Kemimaru, who unexpectedly made it to the final... Ahem, unlike the previous group, they chose bamboo leaves with a large color difference, and the wrapped rice dumplings were also very colorful. Beautiful." Mutsu Mori moved the camera to the rice dumpling.

"What is an accident, hello!" Hearing such an introduction, Kagemaru couldn't help but go back,

"Look at the zongzi balls, adding an extra bamboo leaf will make it look better." Mustache showed his younger brother the three-layer green gradation zongzi he had just wrapped.

"Brother! My name is Knee Maru!" Knee Maru turned around and looked at Mustache with resentment, "Wrapping an extra bamboo leaf would look better, but the stuffing inside would be undercooked..."

"Hmm... well, I'll listen to you, Takehamaru."

"I told you I'm Kagemaru, big brother!"

"Oh~~ The song fairy here did not back down, and used colored needles and threads and bamboo leaves to sew a bow on the tip of the rice dumpling!"

Mutsu Mamoru introduced the next group. The camera had just moved to the neck of the singer and then pointed down at the hand of the singer, and the half face of Saya who was helping to prepare the bamboo leaves and thread the needle.

"He and his partner Xiao Ye Zuowen cooperated very well. Although he has to do such a difficult job of stitching bamboo leaves, his speed is no slower than other players!"

"Xiao Ye, why don't you talk?" Ge Xian wrapped a rice dumpling tied with a bow and handed it to Xiao Ye.

"There's nothing to say..." Xiaoye lowered her eyes, looked at the rice dumplings, and looked at the little flower lying quietly on Sanriyue's lap in the distance, and continued to thread the needle quickly. Maybe these cute rice dumplings can make the lord happy?

"Come on, Xiaoye!" Zong San and Jiang Xue waved a small flag with Xiaoye's face on it,

"Ahem, relatives and friends who are cheering, please don't step into the competition area line." Hasebe reminded from the side.

Still, Wu Ren noticed that several barrages on the screen had started a crazy spit mode,

"Ahh, what a cute little Zhengtai! The anchor quickly turn the camera!"

"I want to see that group just now! The elder brother Xiwan's voice is super nice!"

"I really want to see the face!!! The host, you take photos from the neck down!!!"

"These people seem to be wearing traditional Japanese costumes."

"Yes, the introduction of the name sounds like the name of He Guo, but everyone speaks Hua Guo very well33"

"Anchor, take a look at the barrage! (╯°口°)╯(┴—┴"

"The host has turned on the indifference mode (smile)"

"So what exactly is this zongzi making competition?"

"It seems to be more than speed"

"It's obviously more peculiar than the shape..."

After making the dumplings, throw them all into the large pot that was carried out, add water and prepare to start cooking. The stove is a temporary earthen stove, so we need to wait for the logistics staff to go to the mountain to pick up firewood.

Taking advantage of the rest time, Mutsu Mamoru also turned the screen, turned off the live broadcast, and prepared to see how the recording was done just now. If the effect is not good, it is better to switch back to the camera that was used before. It can not only take pictures but also photography.

Mutsu Mori searched for the finished video in the video library as before, but this time he couldn't find anything.

"No?! Strange, we had a live broadcast just now, why didn't it happen?!"

The camera given by the lord is very strange.

The dozen or so viewers who watched Mutsushou's live broadcast were not calm. Some saw the screen went black, waited for a while, and left the live broadcast room when they found that it hadn't recovered;

A later viewer had a quick glimpse of Mutsu Mori's true face, and couldn't help typing "The anchor is so handsome" after seeing the straight face. As a result, the screen went black before typing it out. After waiting for a while, he couldn't wait for it to recover. So I deleted "the anchor is so handsome" and typed a line,

"ended?"

Soon, some viewers who have not yet left replied,

"Seems to be……"

"Ah, anchor, don't go!"

"So what's the result of the Zongzi Contest?"

"This anchor is too unreliable"

"Obviously this is the first live broadcast of the host, so cute..."

"When will the live broadcast start again?"

As time went by, the few viewers left one after another. The last 1 or 2 viewers waited for more than half an hour. Seeing that the screen was still black, they clicked to follow the anchor and left.

At the edge of the forest, Yiqi picked up the bundled firewood on his back, glanced at his brothers behind him,

"Did the lord take you out to have fun today?"

"...It's okay, it's okay." Yao Yan forced a smile,

"Don't force yourself, Yaoyan." Yiqi put his hand on Yaoyan's head, "And everyone, you can tell me if you have any troubles."

"Woo... Brother Yiqi!" Soon, a small dagger threw himself into Yiqi's arms, sobbing,

"I, we didn't protect the lord well... woo woo..."

"Yes, today... we failed to protect the general." Yao Yan lowered his head, gritted his teeth to hold back the sourness in his nose,

"Everyone, don't cry!" Seeing that the brothers were all crying, Maowei and Gu Gu felt a little anxious, so they hurried to comfort them.

"What, what's the matter?" The fox jumped up and down on Minghu's shoulder anxiously, but Minghu didn't say a word, and took out a handkerchief to wipe Akita's tears beside him.

The first phase had no choice but to comfort the younger brothers one by one, and only then did they find out what happened, and then soon the first phase proposed a plan to the younger brothers.

……

"My lord, are you awake? It's time for dinner."

In a daze, a pleasant male voice came to her ears, Xiaohua opened her eyes, and saw the face of Sanriyue above, and the darkening sky.

When did I fall asleep on Sanriyue's lap?

Realizing that she was sleeping on Sanriyue's lap, Xiaohua sobered up immediately, sat up quickly,

"Hold, I'm sorry, I fell asleep for some reason... Well, that, is your leg numb?"

"It's okay, my lord is very light, hahaha." San Riyue looked frank,

"That's good." Xiaohua sneered with a blushing face,

Looking at a few picnic cloths next to him, Japan and Fudo Xingguang were also drunk and fell asleep next to each other, with a wine bottle poured beside them.

Imaken, Aizen, and Hotaru helped arrange the bowls and chopsticks together, and the Awataguchi family brought their younger brothers to help add firewood in the first phase, and even made torches and put them around. Handing firewood to the side, adding fire is done by other small knives, and Xiao Ye followed Ge Xian to pack up the leftover materials after the game.

It seems that everyone has recovered and has not been greatly affected... My incompetent master can't even take everyone to the amusement park...

"Yo~ the lord is finally awake, the rice dumplings are almost cooked." Tsurumaru ran to Xiaohua's side, grabbed Xiaohua's hand without any explanation, and left.

"Come on, my lord will be the judge."

"Isn't it okay? You can just play..." Xiaohua hesitated, but was taken by Tsurumaru to a table and chairs directly in front of the competition field. The other three sides were covered with cloth cushions, sitting in twos and threes with blades, Seeing Xiaohua sitting in the judges' seat, he started booing,

"My lord, please choose well!"

"Is there any reward for No.1, my lord?"

"Rewards?" Xiaohua saw that everyone was very happy, and she didn't want to be disappointed. She couldn't think of anything to use as a prize, so she took out the game she bought for the little knives in the afternoon.

"This one was originally bought for short knives, but in fact everyone can play it... Let's use it as a prize this time. Whoever wins No.1 will be the first to experience this game."

"Oh~~It's great!" Zhongblade was very interested in this prize.

"Damn it, I knew I would have participated!" Hasebe regretted looking at the game console that Xiaohua took out,

Soon, several pieces of rice dumplings were placed in front of Xiaohua, the same as at lunch, except rice dumplings and a lot of side dishes, and it was the same in front of each edge, it was dinner.

"Tsuramaru, what are the criteria for judging?" Xiaohua asked Tsurumaru in a low voice,

"There are two points for style and taste." Tsurumaru handed Xiaohua a score sheet seriously.

Xiaohua looked at the rice dumplings carefully, and they were almost the same after cooking. Ordinary cone-shaped rice dumplings, one of them was tied with a bow, but after cooking, the bamboo leaves softened and the bow was twisted into a ball.

"I made a mistake, I didn't expect the bow to become like this after cooking..." Ge Xian covered her face,

"Yes, the color is not obvious after cooking, it's so ugly..." Knee Maru also covered his face,

Naturally, Xiaohua didn't know which zongzi was from which group, so she gave 5 points for all the shapes, and then she peeled off the zongzi and began to taste it.

"Which group is the winner? Please taste it while it's hot, my lord." Mutsu returned to the normal photography function of the tablet.

"I think the taste is almost the same..." I took a sip of each zongzi floret carefully. They are all traditional white water zongzi made of ground rice flour, just like noon. Because it is made of rice flour, the whole zongzi is completely mature after peeling A whole piece of rice cake.

"Eh?! How can this be done!" Now the blades quit one after another,

"But everyone makes white rice dumplings. There is not much difference in taste. I think both are fine." Xiao Hua put down her chopsticks with a helpless expression on her face.

"Is that so? I should have put some sugar in it if I knew it earlier... Maybe I can use other things as fillings..." Guangzhong was thoughtful after hearing this.

"That's right, there are many kinds of zongzi in my hometown." Xiaohua patted Guangzhong on the shoulder to comfort her, then turned her head and announced to everyone,

"This time, let's consider it a drill. We will have a formal competition at the Dragon Boat Festival at the end of the month... I will also prepare prizes then."

"That's great bro, we still have a chance to win!" Katsumaru cheered,

"Okay, next time I will definitely make zongzi that my lord will praise!" Guangzhong clenched his fists,

"I want to participate too. The prize prepared by the lord must belong to me, Hasebe!" Hasebe also had to do it.

"I want to participate too!" Yao Yan raised his hand, "I've wanted to try medicinal food for a long time."

"Oh, everyone is very active this time!" Mutsumori explained while holding a tablet,

Chewing the sweet and soft rice dumplings in her mouth, Xiaohua noticed Mutsu Mamoru who was holding a tablet and was acting as a narrator. It seemed that she said that Mutsu Mamoru was suitable for being an Internet anchor, and she opened an account for him?

"By the way, Mutsumori... are you live streaming?"

"Ah...that, my lord, we are not very good at live broadcasting." Mutsumori scratched his head, pointed to the front camera and explained to Xiaohua,

"During the game just now, we obviously had a live broadcast, and the light was on, but there was no video in the video library."

"Well, actually," Xiaohua couldn't help explaining to Mutsu Mamoru, "Live streaming is not the same as video recording," although video can also be recorded during live broadcast...

"Is that so? It seems that the live broadcast can only use the front camera. If we turn the camera to Bieba, we won't be able to see the picture." Mutsumoru thought that it was Xiaohua who suggested that he live broadcast, and quickly explained,

"However, the live broadcast is also very fun. Texts from the lord's hometown will pop up on the screen to greet us."

"The camera can also be adjusted, and those subtitles are typed out by viewers watching the live broadcast."

Xiaohua wanted to explain the meaning of the live broadcast to Mutsu Shou in detail, but who would have thought that Mutsu Shou's eyes would light up when he heard it,

"Oh oh oh~~~ Is this how the live broadcast is supposed to be?!! Can viewers all over the world see what happened in our Honmaru?"

"It's not that exaggerated..." A drop of sweat dripped from Xiaohua's forehead, "It's just that if you're live broadcasting, it's best to ask everyone if they want to appear on camera."

"it is good!"

The dinner and the time after that were spent in a happy and peaceful atmosphere. That night, Xiao Hua lay on the bed, but began to toss and turn again.

Ever since she was tricked into coming here, Xiaohua has always felt powerless, especially after she couldn't move the huge rock last time, she knew the specialness of spiritual power, and her only advantage that she could rely on was gone. When others confront each other, a gust of wind blows him out.

If it was an ordinary wind, my punch would definitely be able to disperse...

After all, "personality" is just a supernatural ability triggered by cell mutation. In the past, all kinds of strange ability users have flaws. Xiaohua can win by relying on overwhelming power, but the spiritual power is different, more like spiritual power or soul power.

Running the silk-like spiritual power in her body, Xiaohua sighed. For more than a month, she went down to the mine with short knives, and often used the pickaxe given by Fox.

However, apart from being able to mobilize the spiritual power more quickly, there has been no progress. The spiritual power in the body is always like a thread, which can only be stretched infinitely, but cannot be widened or changed into other forms.

Mobilizing the silk-thin spiritual power thread to wrap around her hand, Xiao Hua opened her eyes and looked at her clenched fist in the dark. Since it is spiritual power, it is right to use it to deal with it, right?Next time we meet again, maybe we can try this...