Luo Jiujiang looked up at the barrage while cooking, and smiled casually.
Reiki-filtered chicken and vegetables, to ensure cell activity, fresh material, full of fragrance, whoever eats whoever can say good.
Generally speaking, after the broadcaster starts the live broadcast, even if there is work at hand, most of them have to do something to prevent the audience from feeling lonely.
Luo Jiujiang probably knew about this set in the last world, so while he took out the crystal and firm chicken from the basin and pressed it on the chopping board, he asked the audience through the camera: "What do you want to talk about?"
The barrage immediately swished out a dozen or so inquiries.
Some of them asked him where he bought the materials, and some asked him why he didn't do food and broadcasting.
"The ingredients are all sent from my hometown and can't be bought in the market." Luo Jiujiang said without changing his face, "As for why you don't eat today... I will eat this porridge when it is ready. If you eat it, you will hurt your body."
"Well, yes, it's changed to live cooking. There's just one difference."
Luo Jiujiang stretched out his hand and slowly pulled up the sleeves of his hoodie, facing the camera for the first time, revealing Lin Jingjiang's bony forearms.
On the back of his slender and well-jointed hands, there are a few old scars from tooth marks, which were scratches from the early vomiting.
Even though the camera has the effect of making him thinner and wider, Luo Jiujiang's arms are obviously pale, weak and unhealthy.
"I am 1.81 meters tall." Luo Jiujiang showed a self-deprecating smile, "Weight... 90 pounds. If I take off my coat, you can clearly see every rib, just like the refugees who died of starvation. ."
Strip away the organs and bones, and that's about the same weight. In other words, Lin Jingjiang was already skinny.
This kind of body that eats and vomits, the brain has remembered that what you eat should not be digested, has almost completely destroyed its health in the past few years.
"So starting today, I won't do the same kind of eating and broadcasting again."
After Luo Jiujiang said this sentence, there were all kinds of content in the barrage that crossed the screen, some threatened to quit, some made a few exclamation marks, and others had nothing to do with their own affairs and wanted to watch the fun, encouraging Luo Jiujiang Just take off your shirt.
Luo Jiujiang was unmoved by all these evaluations, and from his expression, he didn't even care.
"In the future, the content of the live broadcast room will become check-in rehabilitation. We will be with you every three years, and we will get together and break up. If there are viewers who are willing to stay and watch me recover, stay, and see you in the world."
As soon as he said these words, the attention count in the upper left corner started to jump down visibly to the naked eye.
Luo Jiujiang lowered his head without changing his expression, his right hand had already picked up the kitchen knife and aimed it at the chopping board.
The system reminded him: [Host, at the current rate of unfollowing, it is expected that you will lose about 20% of your followers. ]
Luo Jiujiang's attitude is very calm, and he obviously expected this: [Even if they are allowed to quit... Maggots can only grow in carrion and cannot adapt to clean places. ]
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Since the two worlds, it was the first time that the system heard Luo Jiujiang say such cruel words, and it was a little surprised for a while.
[Who do you think pushed the death of the original owner? Is it Ji Shijie? Of course, his responsibility cannot be denied, but these netizens who have created a morbid environment actually form part of those pushing hands together. ]
[During an avalanche, every snowflake is innocent...] The system muttered.
Luo Jiujiang responded with a calm smile.
[I can restrain them with sound killing, so that if they continue, their sleep every night will be unbearable...] Luo Jiujiang said in a deep voice.
But he didn't.
Because evil is endless. Even if the snooping desire for gluttony is blocked, people will breed the evil of anger, the evil of greed, the evil of laziness...
Today, he can restrict those who caused the death of the original owner to stop watching such live broadcasts, but tomorrow they will find live broadcasts of broken boulders in their chests, actively provocative and then beaten live broadcasts...
And what kind of identity will Luo Jiujiang take, in this world that doesn't belong to him, to take charge of this kind of punishment that almost belongs to the gods
Even in his own world, even as the God of Swords who can unite the three thousand worlds, Luo Jiujiang has never done that.
"I am not absolutely fair, so my moral requirements should not be the norm for others."
Luo Jiujiang said in a low voice, "When most people pursue this visual stimulation, they only understand it in words, and they don't understand what this pain really means. So, I'll let them see."
The opposite of evil and good, has existed in this world since the day the heaven and earth were created, and cannot be eradicated.
So Luo Jiujiang only spoke to those who could listen.
He lowered his sleeves calmly and skillfully threw a knife with the shiny kitchen knife in his hand. Luo Jiujiang smiled at the audience who hadn't left in front of the camera, and then the next moment, the live broadcast room completely exploded.
- "I rely on fast!"
- "Fast forward! Absolutely fast forward!"
- "How can I fast-forward the live broadcast?"
- "How can the human hand be so fast, it must be fast-forwarding of black technology!"
I saw that Luo Jiujiang shot like lightning, and his slender fingers had already shaken into afterimages in front of the camera. But in the blink of an eye, that neat piece of chicken had been finely diced by Luo Jiujiang.
Some people have poor internet speed, only to see the live broadcast camera freeze for a while, and the next second the anchor has already cut the chicken!
"??? The anchor prepared the diced chicken in advance?" They were very confused about this:
Luo Jiujiang smiled very modestly: "It's just the most basic knife skills."
- "No no no, you have some misunderstanding, this is not the most basic kung fu!"
Luo Jiujiang put down the kitchen knife, brought the chopping board close to the camera, and showed the diced chicken to everyone.
He took the initiative to twist up two pieces of chicken and put them together for comparison.
"We can all see that under the basic knife work, except for the irregular part of the edge, the size of each chicken diced is the same. This will make the taste better."
- "Anchor, wait, you are not basic knife skills at all, you are defying the sky!"
- "No! I have never seen such basic knife skills! If this is all basic, then what are our knife skills? I can't cut tofu so fast and so neatly!"
Luo Jiujiang looked at these accusations without changing his face, even with a smile on his face.
"Well, then, we've cut the chicken... oh, actually, we should put the rice in the pot and make porridge first, I forgot. Then, let's cut the greens and mushrooms later."
As he said this, he poured the pot of rice that had been washed, and the grains were crystal clear and full, showing a kind of firm semi-milk white rice in front of the camera, pouring it down like rain, pouring them all into the porridge pot.
The audience was almost crying.
- "I'm just watching a live broadcast. What kind of special effects is this in a blockbuster commercial? This rice makes me want to eat it!"
- "It's okay to eat it raw, you can also chew the aroma of rice when you eat it raw. I never imagined that one day I would fall to the point where I would even drool when I saw raw rice!"
"Everyone is optimistic. Let's put the rice in the pot and add two large bowls of water... Through the transparent lid, we can see that the rice is lying well at the bottom of the pot. After a while, it's ready to eat."
After the green vegetables and shiitake mushrooms were treated in the same way, the pan was brushed with oil, and the vegetables and chicken were seasoned and cooked, the audience was still not satisfied.
- Of course it can't be left unfinished! See how long it took Luo Jiujiang to process the pile of ingredients? Thirty seconds! Less than thirty seconds in total!
It was almost just the effort of the network card. He had already pushed the chopping board in front of the camera, and then said easily, "It's cut."
Some of the audience shouted that they were amazing, and some did not believe in evil, and felt that this was definitely a victory for black technology.
They unanimously agreed, and they all frantically asked Luo Jiujiang to do it again on the screen.
Luo Jiujiang fulfilled their wish, and he decided to make a shredded potato with vinegar.
After rummaging through the kitchen cupboard with the camera, but still unable to find the potato peeler, Luo Jiujiang sighed and took out a light fruit knife from the knife rack.
"Next, let's peel the potatoes."
- "Wait, maybe the anchor, you want to..."
- "Anchor, do you know why fruit knives are called fruit knives and not potato knives? Because potatoes are weird and hard to cut!"
- "And the skin of potatoes is still thin. If the anchor didn't deliberately design funny gimmicks, then the technical content is really great."
Luo Jiujiang lowered his head and smiled. From the point of view of the live camera, everyone can only see the corners of his mouth raised.
Then the next moment, a washed potato was thrown high up by Luo Jiujiang, and in just a short moment of breathing and breathing, the potato landed firmly in Luo Jiujiang's palm.
Everyone on the barrage breathed a sigh of relief.
- "Huh, that's why the anchor is just joking."
-"so far so good."
- "No! Wait a minute, you see..."
Luo Jiujiang put down the fruit knife in his hand, took the potato to the top of the pool and shook it twice, then...
The potato skin, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, had become a whole piece, and with the shaking of Luo Jiujiang's wrist, it quickly fell off the potato.
The incision made by Luo Jiujiang is even thinner than the blade of a fruit knife, so that when the potato skin is attached to the potato, most people cannot see that the potato has actually been cut!
For a moment, the live broadcast room was silent.
After a while, someone weakly floated a barrage.
- "Brother, you have this ability, what are you doing to be broadcast. Wouldn't it be good for you to play the Legend of Swordsman?"
And a hundred miles away, there are also people who are closely watching this live broadcast room.
As soon as the camera from the live broadcast room was turned on, he received the live broadcast prompt, and this person was shocked. After he found out that his administrator privileges had been revoked, the expression on his face was already annoyed.
And after looking at Luo Jiujiang's sword work, which can only be described as magical, the man's face has turned blank.
He thought in shock and exasperation: I never knew he had such a thing, he never told me!
If I had known, Ji Shijie would not have given up Lin Jingjiang so quickly. This is simply a cash cow!
He didn't notice that the camera on his laptop had been turned on at some point, and the red light in the camera was aimed at his face and flickered slightly, like a focused blood-red eye.