During the two-day live broadcast, Anbu gained 70 to 80 points of anger. As long as the popularity is increased, the anger value will continue to increase, but this kind of anger value is just a normal anger value, which can be absorbed a lot from the cat owner. Not to mention that she has also invested in many popular projects. What she needs most is the life energy gained in exchange for saving lives, but she doesn't plan to take any more risks in a short time, so as not to scare the cat owner out of the psychological shadow.
At around 9 o'clock in the evening, Jian Ningxuan was sitting in the living room with a notebook in his hand, quietly waiting for Anbu to start the live broadcast.
With the accumulation of popularity from the previous two times, the live broadcast has not yet started, and hundreds of people have gathered in the live broadcast room.
Anbu placed the ingredients one by one on the marble dining table, and the broadcast officially started after the hour.
"Hi everyone, welcome to the Dark Cuisine live broadcast room, I am the anchor 'Xiaoguo'."
[The anchor has changed his name again, today is Horror and Demonic Wind.]
[Holy shit, a huge spider was drawn on the anchor's face, and it's also an extremely poisonous black widow!]
[I am used to watching the strange makeup of the anchor, I found that my aesthetics have been sublimated.]
[I am a little shivering, I always feel that today's dark dishes will be terrible.]
[Ibid.]
An Bu: "Don't worry, what I'm going to make today is pizza. The ingredients I use are fresh vegetables and fruits, and there are nothing scary."
[Anchor, I'm still a child, don't lie to me.]
Anbu took out the prepared mashed potatoes, poured a large amount of matcha powder, pepper and chili powder, and stirred well. A bowl of light yellow mashed potatoes immediately turned into a strange yellow-green color, and then brushed a layer on the pizza pan butter, pour the stirred chartreuse puree into the pan, smooth and sprinkle with black sesame seeds and mozzarella.
[Wait, anchor, what did you pour into the mashed potatoes just now? How does this color look like a poisoned poop!]
[Sure enough, you shouldn't have expectations of what the anchor said "there's nothing scary", this is the first time I've seen this kind of shit-colored pizza.]
While sending the pizza pan into the oven, Anbu explained: "I just poured matcha powder, pepper and chili powder."
Set the oven to 180 degrees for 5 minutes.
[Mashed potatoes with matcha powder, pepper and chili powder... what kind of weird combination is this?]
[Human taste buds limit my imagination.]
[I feel a little stomachache...]
Then, Anbu took out carrots, lotus root, pineapple, cherry tomatoes, purple sweet potatoes, lemons, cucumbers, black olives and other ingredients.
[what? It's actually fruits and vegetables.]
[I don't believe that the anchor is so pure and unaffected today.]
[I don't believe it.]
Anbu picked up a pineapple, removed half of the rough skin, and began to carve the fresh and tender flesh. Everyone in the live broadcast room could only see the unpeeled half of the pineapple, but couldn't see the specific operation of Anbu, and asked to adjust the camera angle so that they could appreciate the carving process.
Anbu ignored it and focused on carving. A few minutes later, she straightened her waist, raised her hand holding the carving knife, and held the carving knife flat in front of the camera, on which stood a yellow butterfly. The body of the butterfly is carved from the hardest part of the pineapple, and the wings are the pineapple flesh in the middle, as thin as a paper fan, with clear texture, light and agile, jumping on it.
Immediately, a piece of "6666..." appeared on the screen
Anbu gently placed the pineapple butterfly on the dinner plate, then took out a lemon, swirled the tip of the knife, and soon carved out a dragonfly. The wings of the dragonfly overlapped and were translucent, as beautiful as crystal generally.
[Mom asked me why I was kneeling to watch the live broadcast!]
[It's so awesome, I'm afraid this knife skill can participate in the food competition.]
A flood of rewards slammed at An Bu frantically.
Anbu placed the lemon dragonfly, turned around and took out the pizza plate from the oven. The baked potato matcha puree was very soft, showing an indescribable lesion color, exuding bursts of strong fragrance, but everyone in the live broadcast room did not I can't feel it, I just feel like I smell a shit smell.
[Anchor, hurry up and carve a few more flowers to wash my eyes.]
[Anchor, you don’t want to put these cute dragonflies and butterflies on such an ugly piece of pizza, do you?]
[No, anchor, let them go! Match them with flowers instead of sticking them in cow dung! ! !]
[Seconded!]
Anbu ignored them, took out a cucumber, and waving his fingers, carved out a green praying mantis; then picked up a cherry tomato, carved out a red beetle; then used a carrot, carved out a Orange scorpion.
[Slow down, slow down! Why are the insects carved by the anchor getting more and more wrong? !]
[Yeah, the dragonflies and butterflies were so pretty before, what the hell are these now?]
Anbu kept moving, picked up a purple potato, carved out a purple snail, picked up five black olives, carved out five black spiders. Then he took a section of lotus root, and with a knife in his hand, cut out dozens of small white worms, and sprinkled them evenly on the poop-green pizza. Then place carrot scorpions, pineapple butterflies, cherry tomato beetles, purple potato snails, lemon dragonflies, cucumber mantises, and black olive spiders one by one, sprinkle with grated cheese, and finally put the pizza plate into the oven and bake at 200 degrees In 15 minutes, a plate of poop-green pizza covered in insects was freshly baked.
Orange scorpions, yellow butterflies, red beetles, purple snails, transparent dragonflies, green praying mantises, black spiders, or dozens of white bugs, writhe and swim in the green and milky yellow packages of excrement, The sour picture makes people want to cry.
An Bu: "This dish is called 'A Gathering of Heroes', everyone is welcome to taste it."
[God, "A Gathering of Heroes"!]
[Obviously you have master-level carving skills, but you use it to make shit-level dark dishes! What should I say about you, anchor!]
[Although I know that the ingredients used by the anchor are vegetables and fruits, why do I not want to talk about it? !]
[This is the worst time for vegetables and fruits to be hacked.]
[Very well, I saved supper again tonight.]
[It's okay, it's not for me anyway, I'm not afraid.]
[It's time for the anchor's boyfriend to appear. Warrior, are you still there? How are you? Can you hold on?]
Anbu looked at Jian Ningxuan who was sitting in the living room.
Jian Ningxuan stood up calmly, and took away the piece of pizza on the table.
[what? Why is my boyfriend so self-conscious today?]
[Life is like rape. Under the coercion of the anchor, the boyfriend has obviously learned to enjoy it.]
[It makes sense.]
"Okay, today's live broadcast ends here, and I will take two days off next, and we will see you in two days." An Bu quit the live broadcast amidst the howling of wolves from the fans.
An Bu endured it, and asked, "Are you sure you want to eat?"
Jian Ningxuan nodded calmly, full of confidence in Anbu's cooking skills, picked up a knife and fork, cut off a large piece, and put it into his mouth without hesitation.
Then, An Bu watched helplessly as his facial muscles twisted beyond reason, his fingers trembled slightly, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, and his hair seemed to explode.
Anbu hurried over and poured him a glass of water.
Jian Ningxuan didn't go to pick it up. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he looked at Anbu in a daze, with infinite grievances on his face.
An Bu laughed and said: "Mr. Jian, let's see if you dare to eat casually in the future. I cook dark dishes. At least one of them does not conform to the aesthetics of normal humans."
Jian Ningxuan lowered his head, picked out all the insects inside with a fork, and put them into his mouth one by one.
Anbu: "..." No matter how unpalatable it is, should we eat the edible part? Mr. Jian, I didn't expect you to be such a persistent foodie.
After eating all the vegetables and fruits on the pizza, Jian Ningxuan suddenly called out: "Ann..."
Anbu said in surprise, "Can you talk now?"
Jian Ningxuan rubbed his throat, and called again: "Step." Then there was no more.
Anbu asked guidingly: "Aside from my name, can you say other words?"
Jian Ningxuan opened his mouth: "Love."
"continue?"
"Cat."
Anbu loves cats
An Bu: "...is there any more?"
Jian Ningxuan shook his head.
"real?"
Jian Ningxuan nodded.
"Okay, it's okay, being able to speak a few words is already an improvement." An Bu stood up, "I'll make something delicious and wash your stomach."
Jian Ningxuan: "..." Therefore, it is impossible to lose weight.
In the evening, after taking a shower, An Bu lay on the bed and did yoga. After completing a set of movements, he turned over and jumped up, ready to go to the kitchen to pour a glass of juice to replenish his vitality.
When passing the bathroom, I suddenly heard an intermittent sound coming from inside.
An Bu curiously moved his ear to it, only to hear a hoarse voice, and said in a difficult and low voice: "An... Bubu, An... Bu, good... delicious, Anbu, sleep, sleep, I..."
Anbu: "..."
Is he secretly practicing speaking
"Anbu is delicious", "Anbu sleeps with me"? Mr. Jian, have you revealed any attributes? ?
Really, Mr. Jian is still as arrogant as ever. Since he chose to practice secretly, then she shouldn't expose him, pretend not to know, and wait for him to surprise herself one day.
Anbu returned to the room lightly, and stopped drinking the juice.
Half an hour later, Jian Ningxuan walked in and lay down beside Anbu.
An Bu came over and kissed him: "Mr. Jian, good night." Then he closed his eyes and fell asleep like a living person.
After a long time, a muffled low voice sounded in the darkness: "Good night, Bubu."
Anbu leaned into his arms, a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth.