Facing the enthusiasm in the live broadcast room, Su Yemu was stunned for a moment, and said one hundred and eight, which seemed a bit difficult.
Su Ye murmured, the fans in the live broadcast room didn't want to give up:
[Even if it’s not for my sake, it’s for the marshal’s sake; even if I can’t get it, the marshal will get it! ]
[Yes, yes, just let us take a look at it, and let us take a look at it when it is served to the marshal, isn't this a little bit of a request? ]
[Please beg for Bobo, please beg for Bobo, I want to see it, blah blah! ]
The pleadings continued, Su Yemu and Shen Ling replied in a moment: "Okay, since everyone wants to watch it, let's do it in a year!"
[When is a year from now? ]
[Marshal's birthday]
Before everyone cheered, Su Yemu immediately said, "Shh, this is a secret, a secret to the marshal!"
[Shh, it's a secret, a secret kept from the marshal. ]
[Suck, wipe the saliva first as a respect! ]
The live broadcast room was full of joy and encouragement, and Su Yemu was a little moved; three thousand years ago, the ancient earth escaped, and the global civilization was almost lost, and the Chinese civilization could not escape the catastrophe either. Although Su Yemu doesn't say that he is familiar with history, but what he knows, he hopes to record it all in his lifetime, so as to contribute a little to China's lack of civilization.
"Then we've agreed," Su Yemu continued, "To thank you for your love, let's see each other in the live broadcast!"
[Studio? ]
[When is the live broadcast room? Ah, it means today! ]
Following Su Yemu's words, the chat room of the live broadcast room exploded, and within a few seconds, the chat room instantly quieted down. The news of Mu Kai's live broadcast also spread, and the external traffic was almost overwhelmed.
[Fuck, fuck, in order to watch Bobo's prosperity and beauty, I was fighting monsters in the holographic game just now and heard that Bobo had a live broadcast, so I killed myself instantly and got out of the game. ]
[In front, I’m doing my hair in a hair salon, and I’m only halfway there. For the sake of Bobo, I decided to abandon my hair. I’ve supported Bobo for a thousand years without wavering, holding my claws. ]
[Ah, the Lifetime series, I finally saw Bobo, the king of the universe is really very spiritual, thank him for steaming a white and tender steamed bun tomorrow. ]
Su Yemu faced the terminal, listened to everyone's cheerful voices, and said with a smile: "Welcome everyone to the food live broadcast room, I am Su Yemu."
[So nostalgic, familiar opening remarks. ]
[Hello, Bobo, I am Li Erhua from the Sixth Civilization, from Daotian Village. ]
[Oh oh oh, good Bobo, good Bobo, I am Er Niu, king of the Fourth Civilization, from Niujia Village. ]
[The one in front is poisonous, watch me, what are you going to do tonight! It’s been a long time since I watched Bobo Cooking. I watched and watched the videos I left before, and I learned everything. ]
"It's too late today, let's make a dessert. It clears away the heat and relieves mental stress." He Yunting's mouth was bubbling, and it had something to do with being anxious and staying up late: "This dessert is called peach gum white fungus soup. By the way, peach Gum also has peach blossom tears, another name for beauty tears, which has moisturizing and anti-aging effects, and is very suitable for girls."
[Oh, Bobo is biased again, as a man, I want to eat too! ]
[Yes, yes, this beauty's tear is especially suitable for me who is stationed on a planet with 80% of the world's deserts! I want to ask, where can I sell it? ]
[As a big boss, why eat this thing, we girls are different, we must be beautiful to give men face, don't plan to rob us. ]
[Hehe, the last sentence is the key point! ]
Su Yemu was in high spirits when he heard everyone's childish quarrel, and felt that he was several years younger.
Peach gum was planted when the first batch of flower and fruit trees were planted in Lanqiu. At that time, Su Yemu drew attention to peach gum, but because he was too busy, he didn’t remember much; it wasn’t that boss Hei sent him a few days ago, Just remembered this.
If it was 3,000 years ago, peach gum would have to be soaked for twelve hours, and white fungus would have to be soaked for two hours. However, Su Yemu now has high technology, a special kind of drinking water, which can be soaked for ten minutes.
This was only recently invented, because when people were making fungus, they found that it took too long to use conventional water and light. After research, they invented this thing. This also explains from the side why the lazier people are, the more advanced technology is.
"Peach gum is secreted from peach trees. It looks like amber in shape. The less impurities there are, the rarer and more valuable it is..."
While Su Yemu was explaining, he soaked peach gum and white fungus in it; the people in the live broadcast room were still arguing over who was the best food for men and women, and when the competition was over, someone suddenly yelled in the live broadcast room:
[This is definitely not for men to eat. If you don’t believe me, ask Bobo, does the marshal eat it? Definitely don’t eat it, what’s the big guy to make up for, it’s only a hundred more, can you still be young? ]
"puff."
Put the peach gum and white fungus in the water, Su Yemu took out the Sydney pear and was about to peel it, when he heard the words in the live broadcast room, one of them couldn't help laughing, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something nice for He Yunting, but after thinking about it Go, it seems that there is nothing to say, next year, He Yunting will be 100.
At this time, He Yunting, who happened to be standing at the door of the kitchen, his face darkened in an instant, and he looked at the terminal with dark eyes. The "hahaha" laughter in the live broadcast room disappeared instantly, as if someone had acupuncture points. The kitchen was strangely still, and Su Yemu, who was still smiling at the corner of his mouth, raised his head strangely, first looked at the terminal, then turned to look at the kitchen door, saw a black-faced god there, and asked, "Why, what's wrong?"
The moment he looked over, the smile between his brows disappeared, and he asked this innocently, which made He Yunting faintly twitch the veins on his forehead. He strode up to Su Yemu and raised his eyebrows: "I'm old?"
Su Yemu shook his head: "Ah? Who said that? That's not the case."
He Yunting gritted his teeth: "Then you didn't deny it just now? You laughed."
With this aggrieved tone, Su Yemu blinked, and was about to comfort He Yunting when two words suddenly appeared on the live broadcast:
[Ah, Marshal, don’t be angry, Bobo is not laughing at you, we mean Marshal, you are not old, but compared with Bobo, you are a bit—]
[Old cow eats tender grass, haha, I recently went to the Blue Star Library to read the historical documents, and when I saw this sentence, I thought it was especially suitable for Bobo and Marshal. ]
[Wow, it's really suitable after thinking about it, and I've decided that I also want to go to the Blue Star Library to read and learn Chinese history and culture. ]
Su Yemu: This is not a good word, really, don't need to learn it.
He Yunting: Even if I have never heard of this word, with my high IQ, I know it is not a good word.
[Yuan, what happened to the Marshal? ]
Seeing Marshal He walk away with a cold face after hearing this sentence, the people in the live broadcast room finally felt that something was wrong.
"There is business, let's continue." Su Yemu pressed the pear up and down with his thumb and index finger, and held a Ruoda kitchen knife in the other hand. Sweeping the thumb on the top of the knife and up three centimeters, starting from the top, the pear circled clockwise , the thin, crisp, evenly sized peel was peeled off and then stuck back to the flesh, with no trace of peeling at all. When Su Yemu finished peeling and put down the knife, the crowd still hadn't reacted.
Su Yemu unloaded the string of peel from the pear and put it on the drill board, and everyone in the live broadcast room finally let out a gasp of admiration.
[I thought Wensi Tofu was the limit, but I didn't expect to see such wonderful knife skills, it's amazing. ]
[Ahh, Bobo is so powerful, like a treasure, a never-ending surprise. ]
[Worse than a peeler, Bobo, what else do you have left. ]
[Wow, give me a fruit knife and I wouldn't dare to cut it like this! So handsome, if you want to learn it, you can definitely use it. ]
[This knife is more powerful than the hospital's surgical robot, and it cuts without leaving any marks. ]
The live broadcast room was full of praise, and Su Yemu was a little bit hot; unlike western chefs, Huaxia chefs have always been around the world with a kitchen knife. Just now, Su Yemu was also lazy to go out to get a fruit knife, and he just peeled it off. Everyone praised for a while.
"It's quite simple, it just takes time to practice, but if you eat fruits every day, it's not worth taking the risk to learn."
Su Yemu soaked the pears in the water, picked up the soaked peach gum and white fungus, first removed the impurities from the peach gum, then cut them into small pieces, cut the snow fungus into pieces, put the two things into the cup, Steam for forty minutes.
Su Yemu stewed a total of twelve cups, and the eyes of the people in the live broadcast room were bright, and they thought it was delicious just looking at the color.
[Oh, please tell the story while you are eating. ]
[La la la, go around in circles, go around in circles for Bobo, I want to hear a story. ]
[Is it a story about peach gum? I am an alien civilization, and I have watched the previous videos of Chief Su. From these stories, I have seen the brilliance of the ancient Chinese civilization, but it is a pity that the civilization is broken. ]
"There is no fault in Chinese civilization," and a part is about to be lost, but there is no fault in Chinese civilization. Su Yemu put down his work and looked at the terminal with a serious expression: "If you are interested, you can go to the Blue Star Library, which contains records of Chinese civilization for tens of thousands of years."
The first thing Su Yemu did when he received this information on the ancient earth was to check the historical documents. Surprisingly, several important chronicle history books such as "Spring and Autumn", "Guoyan" and "Zuo Zhuan" are still perfectly preserved. This is Lucky in the unlucky.
And for the next three thousand years, even if the Empire, Federation, and Heimeng lineage of the ancient earth are not counted, they still carry a part of China's history.
"Since the history of China, there has been the inheritance of compiling history books. The ancients were like this. As a descendant of China, we should inherit it today."
Speaking of this, Su Yemu remembered that since human beings left the ancient earth, the Chinese civilization can be regarded as divided into three parts, the ancient earth, the empire, and the federation, and these three divisions forcefully separated the history of the descendants of China, so who is the orthodox China? Descendants
Su Yemu can think of this, the students of the Royal Academy who have been diving in the live broadcast room, and the people of the Federation have also thought of it; especially the students of the Federation, if the ancient earth is merged into the empire, then only the Federation will be left, so, it has been confused Bloodline, as new humans, should they inherit Chinese civilization
There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room. The visitors from the alien civilization did not understand, looked at each other, and finally asked weakly:
[Still telling stories? ]
During the chat, more than half of the time had passed, Su Yemu calmed down and said with a smile: "It's almost time, let me read you a poem!"
[Yeah, clap your hands! ]
Su Yemu pondered for a moment, and then said: "The peach is so young, its flowers are scorching. The son is returning home, and it is suitable for his family..."
No one understood what Su Yemu was reading, but in his clean and clear voice, following the mediocre rhythm, the hearts of the audience calmed down, as if they were brought into a wonderful space.
"Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"
The sound of steam interrupted Su Yemu's voice. The peach gum has been steamed for 40 minutes. Put on the gloves and open the inner and outer covers. The dark yellow peach gum has been stewed thick, and the color is beautiful against the snow-white white fungus. .
Su Yemu picked up the pears from the water and cut them into small squares, put them into the cup, steamed for another five minutes, then added rock sugar, and stirred gently until the rock sugar melted completely.
The sweet fragrance permeates with the water vapor, clearing the heart and nourishing the lungs. The white fungus and the transparent yellow-orange peach gum are alternated, and the visual effect is very good.
Su Yemu brought out a cup of peach jelly and white fungus soup and put it on the cooking table. People in the live broadcast room rushed up in an instant, completely ignoring what Su Yemu said was hot, and they were all grabbing the first bite.
[C'mon, it's so hot, it's so hot, but it tastes so sweet and delicious. ]
[Ah, I have eaten the first bite. The peach gum is so special, very chewy, and the inside is not sweet, so powerful, I thought it was mushy. ]
[Add the front, tremella is also good, refreshing, the most important thing is the sweet soup, a little sweet, and a little aroma, delicious. ]
[Is this what humans eat? It has a very special taste, which is different from eating nutrient solution. ]
This one doesn't look like an Imperial.
[Wow, it looks good, what is the name of this white container, it is beautiful, and the food is so delicate, but the quantity is too small, but the taste is very special and delicious. ]
This one, it should, may be the fifth and sixth civilization!
Su Yemu looked at the time and saw that it was already very late. He didn't remember He Yunting who left just now: "Then let's do this today! Take ten servings."
[No, Bobo can chat with us! If you don't want to think about it, go to the live broadcast quickly, blah blah. ]
"No, there are still students here! Going to sleep," Su Yemu refused their coquettishness, then lowered his head and smiled with a tender and affectionate expression. He raised his head and looked at the moment of the live broadcast room, and everyone lost their voices:
Class A audience clutched their chests, looking like they were drowning: The heartbeat was so fast, so fast, Bobo fell in love with me
Class B viewers were in tears: Is it still valid to oppose Bobo’s marriage to Marshal
C-type viewers are like crazy people approaching the terminal, unable to climb in from the terminal at all: Will they be killed if they marry the marshal
"May 20th is my engagement day with Marshal He Yunting and He Yunting. We will broadcast it live in the live broadcast room. Thank you!"
"Then let's draw the lottery! As usual, only the nearest few planets will be drawn."
Before everyone recovered, Su Yemu quickly drew a prize, then quickly logged off and escaped.
Everyone looked at the live broadcast room that was instantly dark, and raised their hands silently, making an elk hand: Wait, normally, shouldn't we be invited to watch the ceremony? Is this script wrong? Don't eat desserts, can't you not attend the engagement ceremony
For the first time in three lifetimes, facing tens of billions of people talking about marriage on a public platform, Su Yemu was quite at a loss. She didn't know how to respond, so she could only quickly finish speaking and go offline.
There are twelve servings in total. Su Yemu asked the butler robot to pack ten servings and send them out according to the address. One was sent to the palace for Kevin, and the remaining one was delivered to the study.
In the study, He Yunting had been facing the window for almost half an hour, frowning tightly, with a gloomy face, which seemed to have the effect of stopping a child from crying at night. And outside the window in front of him is a tall battle armor, with round eyes shining brightly, and a confused expression:
He Yunting: "Am I getting old?"
Kong Yi tilted his head: "What is old?"
He Yunting: "Wrinkles are old."
The eyes of the air wing machine flickered, and the light traced the fine lines on He Yunting's face: "I'm old."
"!" He Yunting took a deep breath: "Do you think Susu will dislike me?"
Kong Yi: "Yes, it will be very troublesome for human beings to be old, but don't worry, I won't."
He Yunting: Now that it is melted, is there still time
The weather in May was neither hot nor cold, and the temperature in the study room was frighteningly cold; when Su Yemu walked into the study room, what he saw was He Yunting, who was breathing wildly with a ferocious expression. The appearance was a bit scary, Kong Yi lowered his head in fright, and even Su Yemu paused.
"Why, what's the matter?"
A word woke He Yunting up, and he turned around in an instant, with a calm expression: "It's nothing, the live broadcast is over?"
"Well," Su Yemu approached He Yunting with a cup, and put it on the desk in front of him: "Drink it while it's hot, and drink another cup tomorrow, it should be all right."
He Yunting sat back at the table, looked at the soup cup in front of him secretly lucky, then turned his face: "Don't drink."
Su Yemu: Lost your temper
"Why?"
Su Yemu was puzzled, what's going on
It's a pity that He Yunting couldn't explain to Su Yemu, and he couldn't speak about this topic, so he could only press his lips tightly, staring at the ground, motionless. Su Yemu was amused, and thought about tonight's events, a flash of inspiration flashed, and said with a smile: "Old cows eat tender grass?"
This sentence seemed to ignite He Yunting's anger. He stood up, his eyes darkened, and he grabbed the person and pressed him on the table. He said dangerously: "Old cows eat young grass?"
"Pfft," Su Yemu couldn't help laughing at He Yunting's troubled look, but when he saw his face getting darker, he quickly waved his hands: "They don't speak Chinese well, don't worry about it."
"You're laughing again."
"I'm guilty of laughing."
"No, since you like to laugh, go ahead!"
At the end of the sentence, under Su Yemu's horrified eyes, the evil hand stretched out to his waist, and struck mercilessly; the ticklish Su Yemu couldn't help bursting out laughing even for a second, and then begged for mercy, what is the backbone? Beneath the tickle, nothing
The next day, news about the empire exploded, and Su Yemu made five hot searches in a row, and the number one was: Old cows eat tender grass.
Marshal He: It's hot, the media should close down.
The author has something to say: from "The Book of Songs"
The part about the general history was originally put on the side story, but I didn’t expect it to be written ahead of time, and I have to write a chapter in the main text.