Fuck! Someone really caught it! It's still as simple as grabbing it at will!
"That sentence just now doesn't count!" Wang Yiming's first reaction was to renege on the debt, and he just felt a group of mud horses galloping past in his heart, what a fool! What kind of person is this
The live broadcast room exploded, everyone yelled to regret being a dog, and waited for the anchor to live handstand diarrhea! Can't pull it out to feed eight catties of croton!
Yan Ran put the tree branch with the fish hanging on his shoulder to resist, looked provocatively at the muddy mess of the person in front of him, and hummed proudly, "This is the fate of stealing fish."
Wang Yiming's eyelids twitched, this is a thief calling for a thief! Which of them stole the fish? !
Yan Ran didn't want to talk nonsense with a fish stealer, so he turned his head and left with the fish on his shoulders. Wang Yiming chased after him angrily, "Shut up, buddy! You can't take this fish away!"
Yan Ran stared at the person chasing him with a displeased face, "This is my fish!"
Seeing him like this, Wang Yiming inexplicably thought of the cat protecting the food, and was also amused. It was the first time he saw a fish stealer so confident, "This fish pond has its own owner. I am the person in charge here. I am waiting for you." Let the master come over, I can't let you take this fish away."
Yan Ran stared into Wang Yiming's eyes for three seconds, seeing that the human being was not lying, his expression softened, and he said, "I am the owner of this fish pond."
Yan Ran's eyes were full of disgust. This is the hereditary shit-shoveling officer that the Yan family found that his grandfather mentioned to him. Isn't it said that they are very capable? Why can't even catch a small fish, this year's shit shovel officer can't do it.
Wang Yiming knew that an heir would come today, so he came to wait by the fish pond early, but he didn't expect that the heir would be so young and so good at catching fish. Thinking about his embarrassment in catching fish just now, and even in the past two months, Wang Yiming only felt that he was a joke. Nima, the bronze soldier in the world of catching fish, finally met the strongest king. If it wasn't for the wrong timing, he would have wanted to worship him.
The person who should be picked up has been picked up, and it's time for dinner. They also caught fish. Wang Yiming is familiar with himself and has a thick skin. He immediately followed behind Yan Ran happily, "That's it, let's call it a day." !go home!"
On the way, Wang Yiming enthusiastically introduced himself: "My name is Wang Yiming. I have lived in this village since I was a child, and have guarded this fish pond for generations. The new house closest to your home is my home."
"Oh." Yan Ran absent-mindedly replied, carrying the fish on his back and walking home quickly, his focus was on how to cook the grass carp back home. steamed? Braised? It’s better to make spicy grilled fish. This fish is big and fat, and it looks delicious and tender. If it is made into grilled fish, it must be charred on the outside and tender on the inside.
Yan Ran inserted the fish through its gills, and did not hurt the fish at all. Now it can still be seen that the fish's mouth is opening and closing to breathe. The strange thing is that the fish didn't struggle at all. It was hung on a tree branch and carried around without moving. As soon as he got home, Yan Ran pressed the fish on the chopping board, and a big piece of the fish's tail grew out.
Aunt Wang opened her mouth wide in shock, and said in disbelief, "I actually caught it! I'm so good, I haven't seen anyone fish out of it for many years."
The fish was too big to be eaten in one meal, so Aunt Wang thought about cleaning it up and dividing it into pieces, so she couldn't eat it and put it in the refrigerator. Unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Ran walked away, the fish suddenly jumped up on the chopping board, and its tail was whipped on the table, so loudly that it even sent the plate flying.
Aunt Wang was thrown into the water, holding the fish with one hand and holding the knife with the other. She has lost strength, but unfortunately she can't hold down with one hand at all. Wang Yiming, who came back, hurried to help. They belonged to the same village. There were only about a hundred households in the whole village. The neighbors and neighbors knew each other well. If you get dizzy, it won't move!"
"You can pull it down, how much wine does such a big fish have to drink." Aunt Wang had nowhere to slash, Yan Ran threw a tree branch and came back. Seeing the commotion, she walked over and raised her hand to slap, slap! The dying big fish was stunned by this claw, Yan Ran took the knife from Aunt Wang's hand, and cleaned up the fish with a few simple strokes.
What kind of cat is it if it can't even subdue a fish
Regardless of Wang Yiming and Aunt Wang's shocked expressions, Yan Ran began to wash his hands and make grilled fish. First, he gave it a full body massage, from top to bottom, from the outside to the inside, and even the inside of his stomach was rubbed with seasoning. After marinating, brush a layer of oil and send the fish to the oven. The only thing that made Yan Ran dissatisfied was that the oven was too small to fit the whole fish in. When he got rich in the future, he would have to change to a bigger oven first.
During the more than ten minutes while the fish was roasting, Yan Ran poured cooking oil into the pot, threw in the ingredients prepared in advance and stir-fried, the red oil was quickly fried, and the tangy aroma stimulated the taste buds. Wang Yiming on the side couldn't help drooling.
At this time, Yan Ran saw licorice and yellow gardenia in the small basket beside him, happily took them, and was about to throw them into the pot.
Wang Yiming leaned over, straightened the camera, and asked curiously, "Is this edible?"
Yan Ran glanced at the camera, the camera was aimed at his hand, he didn't care too much, and said slowly: "Of course, licorice tastes sweeter, it is a natural sweetener, and it also has the effect of promoting body fluid and harmonizing the stomach. Function, if you eat spicy food, you can add some licorice. When the yellow gardenia is added to the dish, it will appear a golden red color, which makes the cooked sauce bright red and natural, making people more appetizing."
All the gluttons that Wang Yiming was hooked came out, and he leaned over to smell it, "It's so delicious! I don't need fish, just give me a spoonful of spicy oil and I can eat three bowls of rice!"
Yan Ran raised his eyelids, and asked in disgust: "So, do you want to eat at my house?" Now the courage to shovel shit is really getting bigger and bigger, and he dares to think about the master's meal.
Wang Yiming had a good reason, "Of course, our family has shown your fish pond for more than a hundred years. I will be your assistant in the future. Boss, let's raise fish from now on! Raise fish and eat fish every day. What a beautiful life, and if you have nothing to do, you can go to the mountains to catch pheasants and pick mushrooms, which is much more enjoyable than working from nine to five." He has already decided on his future path, and he has meat to eat with the little boss.
Yan Ran took the grilled fish out of the oven, thinking that the shit-shoveler should stay, as he still didn't know much about the situation on the human side.
The golden fish that had been roasted was charred on the outside and tender on the inside. Yan Ran poured the prepared sauce on top, and the skin of the fish scalded with chili oil squeaked. Watching the sauce slip off the meat, the thick soup rolled up the whole body. The fish meat and the bright red pepper especially arouse the appetite.
Seeing that Yan Ran could cook, Aunt Wang had already gone home, leaving Yan Ran and Wang Yiming alone.
The delicious rice was served on the table, and the dishes in the incubator were still hot. Wang Yiming hadn't turned off the live broadcast. Now the food is no matter what the live broadcast is, just pick up the bowl and start eating!
Yan Ran pulled the fish to his side, took a plate by himself, clamped off the tail of the fish, and handed it to Wang Yiming, "You can only eat this if you don't work."
Wang Yiming: "..."
The barrage in the live broadcast room has been frantically swiping:
It would be nice to have a fish tail, I don't even have a fish tail!
Crying! When I saw this meal, I suddenly realized that my takeaway at noon was made by shi!
When I was catching fish, I was fortunate enough to see my little brother's face, a fresh and refined little boy! Good looking, good at cooking, little brother proposes!
I found that there is a strong taste of eating shi!
Ahhh, it looks delicious! Little brother marry me! Use my month's worth of snacks for hire!
I don't want to eat fish! I just want to see Naruko standing upside down and having diarrhea!
In addition to the fact that the barrage is more active than usual, the amount of rewards is also rising. In the end, the live broadcast received a total of more than 50,000 rewards. Wang Yiming was in a daze. In the past, a live broadcast cost at most two or three thousand, so he felt pretty good. He didn't expect Yan Ran to pay so much more all of a sudden once he entered the camera! He just does the cooking. Moreover, this is the farming channel, not the food channel!
Is he a lucky cat? !
Not long after the live broadcast ended, the money had already entered Wang Yiming's account. Wang Yiming took the initiative to withdraw 30,000 yuan to Yan Ran. He knew that most of the money was for Yan Ran. Received.
Yan Ran put the bowl and chopsticks in the basin, and subconsciously wanted to lick his fingers clean, but when he thought that he was now in human form, he had to frown and turn on the tap to wash his hands clean. He shook the water in his hand in disgust, rubbed the human-shaped paw on his stomach, and said to the excrement shovel, "I'm paying you, you should wash the dishes."
As for money, Yan Ran really doesn't think much of it, he has so many fish, and he doesn't lack food or drink, so why do he need money
But from this, it can be seen that the humanity of this human shit-shoveling officer is quite good. Anyway, their family has been shoveling shit for the Yan family for generations, so he will reluctantly keep him by his side. At least he can wash dishes.
Seeing Yan Ran staring at him, Xiao Ming had the urge to kneel at Yan Ran's feet to thank Lord Long En while washing the dishes. This must be his illusion!
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In the afternoon, Wang Yiming uploaded the picture of eating fish on his Weibo: Look! I have eaten fish!
Those who didn't have time to watch the live broadcast were all: Fuck! This is not true!
Fans who knew the truth frantically slapped him in the face: bragging, obviously your boss caught him! I don't want to see you, dare to let your boss out!
Look at the handsome little brother, not the ugly one!
Wang Yiming was furious, how could he be ugly? Clear and handsome, sunny and handsome, even if he is a dick, he should not be insulted like this!
At this time, a fan released a comparison picture of Yan Ran and Wang Yiming catching fish. On one side is a picture of Wang Yiming who has been in a mess for the past few months but failed to catch any fish. photos, compete with each other.
Wang Yiming: ...
Unexpectedly, as soon as Yan Ran's photo was posted on Weibo, countless passers-by licked their screens instantly. Wang Yiming's Weibo fans increased from 120,000 to 150,000 overnight, and the number of followers in the live broadcast room increased from 100,000 to 130,000. Wan, most of the newcomers came for Yan Ran, and the reason was simple: because he was good-looking and could cook.
The comments on Weibo are even more frenzied: Waiting for Naruko to live broadcast handstand diarrhea. (serious dog face)
Wang Yiming posted Weibo with the corner of his mouth twitching, unwilling to face this topic, and sent Yan Ran a WeChat message: Boss, I found that you have a special skill for attracting fans, and you are still attracting local tyrants.
Yan Ran: To tell you the truth, I am a cat demon, a beckoning cat.
Wang Yiming: Okay, Mr. Lucky Cat!
Turning into the form of a golden little milk cat, Yan Ran, who was lying on the window sill and bathing in the moonlight, pushed the phone aside with her paw in disgust. Meow, I know you won't believe me if I tell you the truth, so this year's shit-shoveling officer is really not good.
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The next morning, the sun was just right, Yan Ran set up a rocking chair in the yard, surrounded by dozens of cats, large and small, it seemed that all the cats in the village had come. Surrounded in the middle, Yan Ran was lying lazily on the rocking chair and rocking gently.
Yan Ran waved his hand, big cats and kittens all lined up spontaneously, one by one came to get the small dried fish in his hand, one by one, and squatted obediently beside him to eat, without fighting or grabbing No fights, the order is better than when people line up.
Yan Ran patted the head of the pear cat closest to her in satisfaction, and praised: "Very good, they are all good boys."
That raccoon cat has a fierce look on its face, and it is also big, weighing more than ten kilograms. It is very strong, and it looks like a tyrant among cats. In front of Yan Ran, he was like a good baby, rubbing Yan Ran's palm affectionately, making a purring sound.
Wang Yiming, who had had enough sleep and came to look for Yan Ran, was taken aback when he stood at the gate of the yard, "Damn it! Why are there so many cats?"
Seeing him finally standing up from the rocking chair, Yan Ran felt helpless for this shit shoveling, not to mention stupid, lazy!
Wang Yiming asked suspiciously, "You want to go out?"
Yan Ran stretched lazily, and answered the wrong question: "Can you row a boat?"
Wang Yiming nodded subconsciously, and Yan Ran suddenly came to his senses, "That's good, I'm going to catch a fish and prepare lunch. There was too little time yesterday, so I had to make do with it. Today I'm going to choose a fish that is pleasing to the eye."
Wang Yiming: Choose? ?
Picking fish from the fish pond, boss, are you serious
The author has something to say: Yan Ran: "I don't like money, I only like fish."
A certain boss: "Yes."