"Dididi!"
The sound of the instrument came from the white mist, Su Yemu's shoulders began to ache, and he was dreaming again.
Su Yemu walked in following the sound, the white mist dispersed, and there was a treatment cabin in front of him, Su Yemu approached and stretched his head to take a look, through the transparent glass of the treatment cabin, Su Yemu saw a light /liuyou/ The man was lying inside, Su Yemu's eyes swept down from his invisible face, and somewhere, his forehead twitched. Is this a pornographic movie
What made Su Yemu speechless the most was why the face couldn't be seen clearly, but the bottom was so clear
Su Yemu put his hands on the treatment cabin and knocked, making a heavy sound. Su Yemu knew that he was dreaming, then what? Just to show him a man? Or a naked/yo/yo man
Sliding along the treatment cabin and sitting on the ground, Su Yemu yawned and fell asleep with his eyes closed.
In the treatment cabin, the man's brows were tightly frowned, and there was faint pain on his face. A few black spirit tentacles slipped out of the cabin and penetrated into Su Yemu's temple.
Gradually, the man in the treatment cabin frowned and closed his eyes peacefully.
"Dididi"
"Dear Your Excellency, the treatment time is up, welcome to wake up."
There was a mechanical sound in the silent room, and the man in the treatment cabin opened his eyes, surprised by his mental ease.
Leaving the treatment cabin, the man in the black military uniform was even more imposing, with sword eyebrows, starry eyes, deep contours, and an unusually handsome face; the military rank displayed on his shoulders was four stars, marshal.
The highest military rank of an imperial representative is five stars, which can only be worn by His Majesty the Emperor, and four stars is a marshal.
The empire currently has three marshals, one of whom is stationed in a distant galaxy fortress, guarding the first gate for the empire. The second is guarding Neptune, defending the safety of the empire.
The third is the expeditionary force, Marshal He Yunting, among the three marshals, and he is the youngest, with outstanding military exploits.
After tidying up the army, He Yunting walked out of the treatment room, General Alan and General Heka were already guarding outside.
Allen said: "Marshal, your complexion looks much better today than yesterday."
"Hmm!" He Yunting strode out and said, "Did anyone enter the treatment room during the treatment?"
Could it be that Allen was taken aback, the treatment room was sealed, and during the marshal's treatment, there was a first-level security outside, so how could anyone go in? But the marshal is not a person who can talk nonsense. Did something happen inside
Allen: "Marshal, it's theoretically impossible."
"theory?"
He Yunting looked at Alan, his gaze was so overwhelming that Alan couldn't look directly into his eyes, the marshal handed over the security to him, but something happened.
He Yunting withdrew his gaze: "Kong Yi."
"Your Excellency, before you woke up ten seconds ago, I checked that there was a fluctuation between dimensions, but it disappeared soon. Kong Yi is ashamed and cannot track it."
Allen and Heka's expressions changed. The treatment room is completely closed. This is completely closed, but the seven-dimensional space is also counted.
"Marshal, I will investigate thoroughly immediately." Allen looked solemn, and then said: "The chief guard Zolun brought His Majesty's order, please return to the capital in three days."
"Well, reply to Chief of Guard Zuo Lun, the time is set in two days." He Yunting said: "Let the military department directly issue the draft."
Allen: "Yes."
Hearing this, Heka hurriedly said, "Marshal, what's your mental strength?"
He Yunting: "No problem!"
When the three of them came to the meeting room, a group of generals had already arrived; it was a long meeting, and the adjutant made tea for all the generals, each with the same cup, but the marshal was unconventional.
Everyone's eyes swished, and they stuck tightly to the brown cup. The cup was very rough, with a big smiling face painted on it, and there was something written on the other side, but the words were behind them, so they couldn't see clearly.
He Yunting glanced at him: "Do you have something to say?"
All the generals said in unison: "No."
In my heart: Scratching my heart and lungs, I want to know if the marshal has experienced a stormy night when he went out this time.
After waking up, Su Yemu sighed, wondering if there is anyone dancing in the interstellar age, is he entangled by something unclean
The farm project entered the third day. Su Yemu stood on the wasteland, nodded at the house that had been built. As expected of the interstellar era, this speed is awesome.
The house is divided into three buildings, the staff dormitory building, the guest room building, and the restaurant. The building perfectly replicates Su Yemu's drawings, but it has less charm. There is no way to do it. Building with synthetic materials is still inferior to wood. After building a house, Su Yemu will be tried by the interstellar court immediately.
Thinking of this, he was a little worried about Grandpa Zong's place. Jingdezhen kiln porcelain used trees, and he didn't know whether Grandpa Zong's wood could be applied for.
After seeing the house, Su Yemu went to the courtyard again. Four pavilions had been built, collectively known as the Four Gentlemen's Pavilion. At this time, the workers directed the machine to move a lot of stones back, and dug a bunch of holes in the tree for planting trees.
Su Yemu turned from the courtyard to the farm. The land had been plowed, and it was just time to plant. The fence is also being surrounded, and it is enough to put poultry directly in it after it is finished.
The appearance of Su Yemu surprised the four old people, who did not expect to be so young.
"Thank you." Su Yemu bowed to the four old men and stretched out his hand.
The four old men hurriedly wiped their hands and shook hands with Su Yemu one by one: "It's not hard work, it's not hard work, it's very happy to say it; for some reason, every time I see so much land in the starry sky of Saier, I always feel very touched, and I still want to go to Su Yemu." Plant something on it, but those seeds are too expensive, now I have this opportunity, it’s very solid.”
Su Yemu couldn't help nodding. He felt the same way. He used to think that it was because of the memories of growing up with his grandma and watching her grow vegetables. Until later, he saw that the soldiers had already made the Chinese nation grow vegetables. It is only when the spirit develops abroad that it suddenly becomes clear that this is the power of Shennong!
Not far away, Su Xiaonan saw his brother's face of being educated, shook his head, silly brother!
"Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang, what's wrong with you?"
There was a cry not far away, Su Yemu turned and ran over, a tall man fell to the ground, groaning in pain!
Su Yemu remembered that this was the head of the construction team. Dad Jiang was in charge of finding the project, and he was in charge of recruiting people.
"What's going on? Call Dr. Ali!"
Su Yemu actually doesn't know what Dr. Ali does, anyway, it's definitely not wrong to call it that way.
Da Zhuang was carried to Dr. Ali by everyone. Along the way, Su Yemu heard that Da Zhuang had a fever after dinner, and it was useless to use a therapeutic device. Today they did not approve of him coming, but he chose Don't listen, this is down!
Carrying the big and strong, he rushed, and within five minutes, he arrived at Dr. Ali's place. Su Yemu was out of breath, carrying the two meters tall and strong, but his expression did not change. Su Yemu silently turned his head away. .
"What?"
"Awakened?"
The two consecutive roars startled Su Yemu, and Dr. Ali gave Da Zhuang an injection. After three minutes, he woke up. After hearing Dr. Ali's words, he was also very surprised.
He was forty-five years old, too early for awakening, but he was awakened now. Shocked, but vaguely felt it was natural.
"Test the type and grade!" Dr. Ali Anai resisted the impulse in his heart and took out the tester. Eyes glowing: I don't know if this young man will agree to do research for me.
In the interstellar era, everyone has a dream of awakening the spiritual power. How to manipulate the spiritual power is not only taught in school, but also has information on the star network, so even though they are unfamiliar, they also know how to release the spiritual power.
"Combat system?"
"S-rank?"
The two consecutive roars sounded again, and the eyes of the two people who had been lifted up were already red. Does this mean that they also have a chance to wake up.
Even if the S-level is on Neptune, it is not bad. On Sel, that is the existence of the king.
Su Yemu's thoughts were flying wildly, Da Zhuang turned over from the hospital bed, came to Su Yemu, stared at Su Yemu closely, under the surprised eyes of everyone, he looked solemn, knelt down on one knee, clenched his right hand into a fist, and Hit on the chest, that is the heart.
Then, Da Zhuang got up and left.
Su Yemu: What do you mean? Saying goodbye to him
Now, the shocked eyes turned to Su Yemu, and Su Yemu was even more confused.
Full of doubts, Su Yemu returned home and saw Erha and Jiang Xiaoyu staring at the terminal.
"What are you doing?" Su Yemu approached and saw the two of them grinning at the terminal angrily.
"Master, we are cracking down on counterfeiting!" Erha stood up angrily, with his hips akimbo: "We have found out those who copied you, and we are posting them!"
Su Yemu's mind came up with the topic that the group of Eastern Civilization faction students in his live broadcast room often talked about in his live broadcast room. It was nothing more than one point. Because the loss of historical data of Eastern Civilization is more serious than that of the West, so the current Eastern Civilization is basically only trampled.
Entering the interstellar era, it can be said that there should be no more civilization factions. We are all human beings, so why rush each other? But some people have to show their greatness, which is wrong.
Su Yemu opened the terminal, checked a few videos, and found that many food anchors were indeed cooking the dishes he had cooked in panda aprons. This was nothing. The problem was that some people even learned his words and behaviors.
Entering the bulletin board of the live broadcast room, Su Yemu [Huang]: Recording history, pursuing history, and not forgetting history, is a part of China's descendants. History belongs to everyone, thank you for spreading.
Regarding cooking, since I broadcast live on the platform publicly, anyone can learn; however, my behavior, actions, and language are personal, please don't copy and paste.
As soon as Su Yemu's announcement came out, it was reposted hundreds of thousands of times in an instant, and the number continued to rise. Many food anchors were so impressed that they directly posted Su Yemu's announcement in the live broadcast room. Find me.
As for the food anchor who was directly named by Su Yemu and copied and pasted, he also posted an apology letter. The forwarding of the announcement made Su Yemu's popularity explode again. Many fans of the food anchor followed the announcement and crawled over. After the video, I screamed and wanted to watch the scene, but it's only noon now, and I still have to wait for a few hours!
The old fans are giving the new fans the science popularization live broadcast time, and the tone is admiring and proud.
Due to the surge in fans, the small yellow light next to Su Yemu's live broadcast platform ID kept beating, and finally turned green.
Rising up the green popularity list, Su Yemu's forehead twitched slightly, and he could only comfort himself that I am still single.
From last night when Su Yemu's fans cracked down on counterfeiting, to today when the two apprentices went to battle in person, to Su Yemu's announcement, in less than 24 hours, more than 7 million fans exploded, this is unprecedented, Su Yemu The traffic was so large that it began to attract the attention of the outstation platform.
But these are not important, the important thing is that the TV platform has been turned by fans, it is nothing more than a sentence: the executives of the TV platform are blind, why is [Food Live Studio] still three-star? Who did you take money from? In the interstellar era, he dared to suppress a powerless and powerless anchor like this. He really thought there was no one behind him, right? It really discriminates against Xerxing, isn't it? Believe it or not, human rights organizations will sue you
The old fans expressed their calmness: Today you ignore me, but tomorrow I will make you unworthy.
The top management of the TV platform is also very calm, except for Mr. Daim, because he was the one who suppressed Su Yemu's star rating.
Mr. Daimu was wronged, he obviously 'suppressed' Su Yemu because of his talent, how did he take money
"Old man Bai, you're not kind, it's been so many days, why haven't you acted yet?"
"Isn't there something wrong here? It's just these two days."
"You haven't come back yet?"
"You guessed it?"
"How can you not know about such a big movement? What's going on? Could it be that Neptune is going to move?"
"It's not that complicated, it will be solved soon."
"That's good, hurry up! Quanxingwang wants to eat me raw."
The old man Bai laughed, and he noticed it too. He didn't expect such a talent to be produced by such a small Saier star. This young man should thank Dai Mu for his talent, and he should also thank Old Man Li for moving his fans to the Chefs Association All videos on the official website have been withdrawn.
However, it is not a thing in the pool, and it is almost impossible to be trapped.
Mr. Daim hung up the phone calmly before getting up, and a young man hurried in.
"Mr. Daim, where is Mr. Lane?"
"What's the rush? He hasn't come back from the capital yet."
"This is terrible," the man walked anxiously: "I just received a call from the Secretary-General of the Royal Academy's principal, who complained that Su Yemu was out of business and lured the students of the Royal Academy to watch the live broadcast during class time!"
The corners of Daim's mouth twitched. He had heard about it. He heard that Professor Li was admitted to the hospital in anger, but Daim didn't believe the rumors.
"Don't rush to conclusions on this matter, Ryan and I will deal with it."
Since the white old man said that there is nothing wrong there, Ryan should be back soon.
…
On this day, Su Yemu's live broadcast room was opened in anticipation.
"Hi everyone, I'm Su Yemu, welcome to [Food Live Broadcasting Room], these are our two apprentices, Erha, Jiang Xiaoyu."
"Hi everyone, I'm Erha, senior brother."
"Hi everyone, I'm Jiang Xiaoyu, Second Senior Brother."
/Why do I want to laugh inexplicably? /
/Is there any other brother? Is Bobo going to take on apprentices again? Watch me, watch me, my talent speaks out, even I am afraid. /
/Bobo, I'm new here, look at me, I'm your fan. /
/God, is the male god so handsome? /
/Two days later, Bobo's complexion returned to rosy, and he was relieved, contracting Bobo's prosperous beauty. /
The cheerful atmosphere in the live broadcast room makes the food fans who have just entered the pit very comfortable, and the fans are right; the live broadcast industry has always been uneven, and fans often fight in the live broadcast room, which is particularly annoying. God knows they just want to experience the food.
"Today I bring you twice-cooked pork, braised bamboo shoots in oil, baked potato cubes, and lamb bone soup."
/It sounds delicious, but Erha is still responsible for the meat and vegetables? So you are in charge of the soup? Is the baked potato wedges made by the second brother? PS: I don't know why, but I want to call him Second Senior Brother. /
/When I heard the word meat, I started drooling again. Last night I didn’t recover from Kourou. When I woke up early in the morning, the pillow was full of saliva. My younger brother said it was bedwetting, so I was angry. /
/Son, come on, I support you, mother loves to eat whatever you do. /
As soon as this comment came out, the screen in the live broadcast instantly cleared, and silence spread; Su Yemu was also stunned, trying to recall, but the memory told him that the parents of this body were indeed gone!
/aunt? /
/ What's your name, my mother is only forty years old, can't I be a mother fan? snort! /
As soon as this remark came out, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They all forgot that there are mother fans in the online world.
Su Yemu also breathed a sigh of relief, and startled him, thinking that there would be a feud between rich and powerful families.
"Except for baked potatoes, I cook the other three dishes myself." Su Yemu planned to let them observe for two more days before doing it. But roasting potatoes is easy, and they have already read the recipe in advance, if not, Su Yemu really wants to imitate his master and punish his brother, and raise a big pot.
/Haha, I can watch Erhache again, looking forward to it. /
/Love Bobo, kiss Bobo, hug Bobo, hold high, go around in circles. /
"You can't lift mine." Su Yemu was helpless. He knew it was a girl when he heard the comment. Although he is not tall, he is also 1.78 meters, and his weight is here. This idea cannot be established.
/Pfft, serious face: What are you talking about? Girl paper, be careful. /
/ Serious face: You will twist your waist, come on, I will hold you high and turn around. Hahaha, make up your mind quickly. /
Gourmet fan: Are all the fans in this live broadcast room so showy
A fan who just entered the pit before: Comrade, you finally understand our mood, very good, starting today, we can play together.
The harmonious and cheerful comments in the live broadcast room made people feel good, and Su Yemu always cooked the soup first.
Blanch the lamb bones and set aside. Cut carrots and white radishes with a hob, and slice ginger. Take the pot, add lamb bones, radish, star anise, peppercorns, bay leaves, green onion knots, dried chilies, ginger, bring to a boil over medium heat, and simmer over low heat for an hour and a half.
/Actually, I think stewing soup is not that difficult. I have already learned how to make soup, but the problem is that it is not delicious. /
"You just need to practice your cooking skills." Cooking skills sometimes rely on feeling, especially in terms of heat, which depends on experience.
What Su Yemu will cook next is twice-cooked pork, a dish he likes very much. Pork belly is used, but the meat is too fat.
Cook the chunks of meat in a pot under cold water, pick them up and put them in cold water, cut them into thin and large slices of meat, green garlic, green onion, ginger, garlic, dried red pepper, pepper, bean paste, sugar, take it spare.
When it comes to bean paste, I have to say Tong Ren Tang, yes, Tong Ren Tang buys it.
Put oil in a hot pan, stir-fry ginger, dried chili, Chinese prickly ash, and scallions until fragrant, add sliced meat, and fry the oil over low heat. The color of the sliced meat becomes transparent and golden yellow. Roll it up slightly and set aside.
/ Fragrant, so thin and transparent, burnt, want to eat, want to eat. /
/Shh, keep your voice down, we're sneaking. /
/ It smells so good, it smells so good, I have nowhere to put my saliva! /
Su Yemu: The terminal has read your comments.
"The gas in the pot is too hot, so you can't steal it now, be good!" Su Yemu put the meat aside, added some bean paste to get the oil out, added a little light soy sauce, a few drops of cooking wine and stir-fried the meat.
/Ah, you teased me again, let me tell you, you will be responsible if you tease me, hum! /
/ Follow orders, you must listen to Bobo. /
After the twice-cooked meat tastes good, add green garlic, red and white green peppers, stir-fry over high heat, sprinkle a little sugar, stir-fry again, and then start the pot. The meat is bright red in color, crystal clear, with red and green peppers interspersed with golden slices of meat. The meat smells in the air with the salty aroma of bean paste, and the salty aroma has a hint of spiciness, which makes the mouth water.
/ I'm drooling all over the floor, the first mouthful has to be mine. /
/ Fat but not greasy, with a strong aroma in the mouth. It has a completely different taste from eating Dongpo pork. There are so many ways to make the same meat, and it is super delicious. It is so delicious. /
/ The thin slices of meat are fried out of the oil, and you don’t feel greasy at all. The lean meat is burnt, and the fat meat is elastic. It’s delicious. Food fans finally have a home, and I want to cry. /
/Lack of rice, lack of rice. /
/Sure enough, I am still smart. I have already cooked rice, a bite of rice, and a bite of twice-cooked pork. Haha, I am satisfied. /
Everyone said that there is such an operation? Learned.
After the twice-cooked pork was cooked, Su Yemu started to make braised bamboo shoots. By the way, he had a look at the situation of the two people standing silently in the corner.
The skin of the small potatoes is peeled by their hands, that is, at least one-half of a potato is peeled off.
/ O potato, rest in peace! /
The two of them were red-faced, two of the three baskets of potatoes had been cut into half, and the evidence against them was the remaining half of the basket.
"It's like this the first time, pay attention next time." Seeing that they were doing well, Su Yemu took out the processed bamboo shoots, patted them into pieces, and blanched them.
/ Bobo is really kind, but Erha, you can’t cry like you’re cutting chicken. /
With twice-cooked pork stuffed in his mouth, a group of viewers began to teach Erha how to cut potatoes; Erha's face turned red, can this matter be over
Hearing their noise, Su Yemu put the bamboo shoots into the pan and stir-fried them in a large amount of oil, then added soy sauce, salt, and sugar, stir-fried again, added an appropriate amount of water, and simmered for 15 minutes on medium heat to collect the juice.
The braised bamboo shoots in oil are red and oily, and the aroma is strong. One bite, it is crisp and delicious. It is absolutely delicious with a bowl of white rice.
/ No, it’s already the fifth bowl of rice, but I still want to eat it, ah, stomach, why don’t you grow up. /
/ Bamboo shoots are so fresh and tender, bite them down and make a clicking sound, and they are so chewy. /
/Sweet and crispy, this thing is really delicious and appetizing. /
/ The outside is rich and oily, and the inside is light and delicious when you bite into it. The two flavors are mixed together, absolutely perfect. I wish I didn't know the anchor earlier, wasting the first half of my life. /
The two dishes that Su Yemu was going to make had already been finished, and the soup had to be stewed for a while. For such a simple dish as baked potatoes, Su Yemu asked them to finish it. After all, just add salt, cumin powder, chili powder, and vegetable oil to the potato cubes and stir well, then place the potato cubes on tin foil, brush with a layer of vegetable oil, and put them in the oven.
/Banbo, please tell a story, tell a story, today's dishes haven't come from yet! /
/Yes, Bobo, I haven't talked about it yet! speak! /
"Not all dishes have allusions, after all, they are all home-cooked dishes."
/Then play to click a song! Bobo's voice is so nice, it must be nice to sing. /
/ Ask to sing. /
The new audience said: Move the chair, sit in the front row, and shout.
"I'm tone-deaf when I sing pop songs." Su Yemu couldn't figure out why he was tone-deaf, just like his family didn't understand why Su Yemu became a chef.
/嘿嘤, Bobo, you are ruthless, you are unreasonable, you are making trouble, you are ruthless and unreasonable. But, if you really don’t know it, forget it; Bobo, I’ll sing you a song! /
/ Front, want a special show? Open the door and turn right, it is a pond! /
/ Raise your hand weakly, why don't you read a poem with us! /
"That's it! I'll sing a piece of Peking Opera for everyone, it's "Manjianghong·Rising to the Crown"."
Su Yemu remembered the scene when his father pressed him to learn Peking Opera when he was young, and wondered if he would have a chance to see him again.
/ Applause, clap your feet in favor. /
/It sounds great. /
/ Move the chair, don't let anyone grab it from me. /
/The laser cannon has been set up, you can be silent, applause, please start. /
For a while, the live broadcast room became quiet, and even the two who were oiling the potatoes couldn't help but relax.
Su Yemu straddled his feet, turned his body slightly, raised his right hand and bent it to be flat with his body, and moved his left hand back. With a movement of his body and a lift of his chin, the aura appeared instantly, his sharp eyes stared straight ahead, his face revealed an angry look, and he opened his voice : "Get angry, rush to the crown, lean on the railing..."
"Look at what?"
Just after the military meeting, Heka followed the marshal to the playground, thinking that everyone would be training soldiers, but unexpectedly they got together to watch the live broadcast, Heka gritted his teeth angrily, and asked him to throw him away in front of the marshal to see how he would kill these bastards.
②"...The hatred of the courtiers, when will it be destroyed, drive a long car, and step through the gap in Helan Mountain..."
A rough and heroic singing voice echoed in the playground, and the owner of the voice was a handsome young man. He was standing on the grass in the playground, looking into the distance, his cold eyes were chilling, and he had a terrifying aura. Like a general standing on the battlefield with a sharp blade.
③"... laughing and talking about drinking the blood of the Xiongnu. Waiting to start all over again, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky..."
He seemed to be talking about something that everyone couldn't understand, but the feeling of being full of ambition, lofty aspirations, and defending the country infected them.
Let them want to shout: Marshal, what do you want to do
The author has something to say: ②③ Quoted (from) Yue Fei in the Song Dynasty "Manjianghong · Furious Crown".
Sorry, it's late again tonight; this chapter is for Saturday, and Sunday's chapter will be updated at 23:00 on Sunday night, thank you!
Thank you? Little carp? Wake up today, mine of two little angels, try to update.