[smell good]
[It’s amazing, I suggest you close your eyes and listen carefully, with an excellent brain, you can directly imagine that you are eating now!]
The fish was fried quickly, and there were only two dishes left to cook. Because today is the home of teaching, Jiang Qiuqiu didn't pay too much attention to the live broadcast room. Most of the time, she was talking to a few anchors next to her.
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The bullet screen flew by quickly, and everyone asked some other questions. If Wang Zaizai could answer, she would answer.
Occasionally, these fans of Jiang Qiuqiu would cue to Chen Yu, and Chen Yu also joined the live broadcast, occasionally saying a few words.
[To be honest, I am fantasizing about Jiujiu becoming my personal chef, and today I am going to prepare a very sumptuous dinner for me, including braised Gugu pork, fish, and fried bamboo shoots—]
"Don't think about it." Chen Yu entered, shaking his hands: "Be sober, this meal is mine now."
[? Are you so stingy? I can't even imagine it! ?]
"Okay, unless you fantasize about me together, for example, you fantasize that Master Jiang is cooking for me, and I invite you by the way."
[…]
[? ? ?]
[I didn't realize that this anchor in the beauty zone is a bit humorous]
With Chen Yu enlivening the atmosphere, time passed quickly. At one o'clock in the evening, everything was silent, and the kitchen finally ceased fire.
The number of online fans in the barrage also decreased a lot. Finally, after Wang Zaizai controlled the camera robot to take a picture of all the food from above, he turned off the live broadcast room.
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, you can start eating." After Jiang Qiuqiu finished speaking, he stopped Wang Zaizai: "Why is Wang Zaizai leaving? If you come, you are a guest, why don't you sit down and eat together."
"Ah I-"
"Or, you don't like eating these?"
Faced with such a table of dishes, who can say three words that she doesn't like, so she sat down anyway.
It's time to start the banquet. Because there are more people, Jiang Qiuqiu has a lot more dishes today. Chen Yu hasn't stopped talking since he picked up the chopsticks.
Real food tastes better than data, and, in addition to the aroma, real dishes carry a special, soothing feeling.
She is indeed a spiritual healer.
Several anchors are even more particular when they eat, and they have to discuss while eating, what brings the taste of this xx dish, how hot and how cold it is, it’s almost 1:50, and the things on the table are finally cleared. order.
The group dispersed after cleaning the kitchen.
I'm a little tired, but I've finished the things that are pressing on me, and I can go back to the starry sky tomorrow.
Maybe after going back, it's time to find someone to practice the mental strength of the two of them. Humming a song, Jiang Qiuqiu originally wanted to sleep after taking a bath, but just after turning off the lights, she sat up suddenly looking at the dark room, and found the dark blue velvet from the handbag she brought. gift box.
Without the light, she couldn't see the little black things clearly.
So, she turned on the small light on the terminal, pinched the black instrument, found a bump on it, and pressed it down.
But, one second, two seconds, ten seconds, nothing happened.
Jiang Qiuqiu:
Just when Jiang Qiuqiu was full of doubts, the small instrument suddenly turned on. After it turned on, silver-white star bands appeared one after another on the walls of the dark room.
The sky full of white stars sprinkled in the room, very much like the photo of the Milky Way taken by Mo Si that night.
—I give you the galaxy.
That's what it means.