“This range hood is made with top technology. It not only ensures that the oil fume in the kitchen is absorbed cleanly, but also purifies the oil fume. Even if it is discharged outside, there is zero pollution... "
Just when Ye Fei was extremely shocked, the US Broadcasting System was still introducing him in the same way.
But when the range hood was introduced, Ye Fei suddenly woke up and shouted quickly: "Have you changed the range hood too?"
Meibo System said: "The range hood must be replaced. Although the range hood is not directly involved in the food preparation process, it is impossible for an ordinary range hood to completely absorb the oil fume. Over time, the accumulation of oil fume will change the taste in the kitchen. , thereby affecting the smell and taste of food.”
Ye Fei is no longer in the mood to listen to the US Broadcasting System praising the benefits of this range hood. He has been worried about how to explain to Ma Cuihua.
Before leaving, Ma Cuihua repeatedly told her that everything in the kitchen could be replaced, except for the range hood, which she bought for tens of thousands of yuan.
In the end, the US broadcasting system was replaced. If Ma Cuihua found out about this, she might really be shot to death.
Ye Fei was sweating a little.
"System, can this range hood be replaced?" Ye Fei asked.
Meibo System said: "No, in order for the host to achieve the great goal of reaching the top in the anchor industry, the range hood must be replaced."
Ye Fei rubbed his teeth straight away, girl, this is really an accident.
But now, there is no point in worrying anymore. Meibo System is right. As long as I can move forward on the road of anchoring, a range hood worth tens of thousands of yuan is just a range hood. At worst, I will buy one as a gift to Ma Cuihua. .
"Well, in that case, let's use this top-tech range hood."
"The renovation of the host's kitchen will be done here for the time being. After the host changes to a larger house, the system will further renovate the host's kitchen." Meibo System said unhurriedly.
"Changing houses?" Ye Fei exclaimed.
He is really a bit broken. He now doubts whether the ultimate goal of the system is to let him get a super big house like a palace, rather than to help him reach the top in the anchor industry.
"It must be changed. How can a god-level food anchor, who will become famous in the future, live in such a shabby house?" the US Broadcasting System said.
Ye Fei's mouth twitched wildly when he heard it, almost cramping.
Please, please, this house is worth five to six million yuan, more than 200 square meters. I have never seen such a big house in my life, let alone live in it. But if you tell me, it will be broken immediately. house.
If the vast number of working people across the country hear what you say, do you believe they will swarm up and trample you into pieces
This is too offensive.
"System, if, I mean if, if the host is forced to do anything, can he take a bowl or a pair of chopsticks from the kitchen and put them up for auction?"
Ye Fei looked at the pots and pans in the kitchen and felt an itch in his heart. They were all antiques and super-tech treasures. If he took out any of them and sold them, he would probably be able to exchange for two big houses like Ma Cuihua. .
Meibo System said: "No, the items in the kitchen can only be used in the kitchen. If the host takes these items out of the kitchen without permission, the items will become ordinary and worthless."
Ye Fei was at a loss. Looking at the good things in his eyes, he really felt like crying. It was like a person facing a golden mountain that couldn't be dug away. It was torturous.
Ye Feiguo couldn't sleep or eat that night. There were hundreds of millions of good things in the house. Not to mention a country bumpkin like Ye Fei, even a rich man might not be able to adapt to it all at once.
Moreover, this guy kept having nightmares at night, always dreaming of thieves coming to steal his bowl and chopsticks, which made him go crazy when he woke up.
While Ye Fei was fussing around in the room, many anchors on the Qiuqiu platform were discussing with each other.
Silver Star anchor communication group.
"Congratulations to our Silver Star Level 1 master Duan Ziwang for successfully being promoted to Silver Star Level 2 anchor."
"King of Duan Zi, you are really capable. There is a gap of more than 20,000 fans, but I got you in one live broadcast. You are so awesome."
"That's right, Joker King, great job. I remember when I was promoted from the Silver Star Level 1 anchor to the Level 2 anchor, the last 5,000 fans made me live broadcast for three full times before I got it done. It's really embarrassing to compare with you."
"The joke king is indeed very good. The jokes are rich in connotation and humorous. I really like watching your live broadcast."
If it were the Silver Star anchor communication group under normal circumstances, Duanzi Wang would definitely be very happy. After all, there are all great people in this group. Being able to exchange live broadcasting thoughts with them and learn from their experience will be of great benefit to his future live broadcasting career. .
But today was an exception. Seeing these veteran masters congratulating him, Duanzi Wang was not only not happy, but also had a bitter taste in his mouth.
"Dear masters, please stop making fun of me. In front of you, my results are simply incomprehensible. Moreover, my results today were miserably abused by the platform anchors."
I, who is also a silver star level 2 master in the language section, said with a flying heart: "King of Jokes, what's going on? Don't scare me. I heard that your reward today exceeded 400,000 yuan, which will set the record for your eloquent words." Everything has been broken. You have been promoted to the second level anchor. Why are you still being abused? Is there anyone better than you?"
At this time, the person whose record was broken by Duan Ziwang was also present, saying: "What's going on? I had something to do today and didn't pay attention to the platform. Is there anyone who can beat your performance?" Isn't there a silver star level 3 god or a higher god who started broadcasting with you?"
"Huh? That's not right. We in the singing and dancing section didn't hear that there is a Silver Star Level 3 Master who will start broadcasting today. Only Golden Throat received an invitation from Manager Lu, but he will only start broadcasting tomorrow. What's going on? King of Jokes."
"That's it, let's talk about it. During this period, everyone is busy with external activities and rarely pays attention to the platform. Is there a new god appearing again?"
"With the development of the anchor industry now, it can be said that many sectors have gradually matured. If it were in the past, it can be said that it would be easy for all the princes to join forces and compete in the world. But it is not easy to get better now, because There are a few big names dominating every section, and the audience only recognizes their programs, and the others are just soy sauce."
"King of Jokes? Where is the person? Tell me quickly, is there really a master with Silver Star Level 3 or above to start broadcasting? There is no shame in losing to such a person. After all, the levels are different. Silver Star Level 3 Master, the starting number of fans is 400,000, which is hundreds of thousands more than you. You have to be more open."
"King of Jokes? Come out and tell me what's going on."
A group of silver star second-level and first-level masters all summoned Duanzi Wang, and they all wanted to know what was going on.
Duan Ziwang looked at the summons of the great gods in the group, smiled bitterly, and said: "Everyone, you are not a silver star level three great god. If you lose to a silver star level three great god, I, Duan Zi Wang, will lose with all my heart, but TMD..."
Halfway through the sentence, Duan Ziwang was too embarrassed to type out Ye Fei's name. When he thought of that number, he felt waves of despair.
"King of Duanzi, this is boring for you. These are all Silver Star anchors. You are one of us. Tell us who is so awesome and we will destroy him."
"That's right, the Silver Star anchor cannot be insulted."
"Yes, unless a higher-level master comes over, we will never let him have an easy time."
"King Duanzi, tell me, who is it?"
Looking at the messages that filled the screen, Duanzi Wang sighed and said, "He is a Bronze Star Level 2 anchor."
Everyone: “…”
The silence lasted less than half a minute, and then the entire Silver Star anchor communication group exploded.
(End of chapter)