Chapter 39 Spicy Fried Rice Cake (Please collect)
"You want to use this thing to make spicy fried rice cakes?" Ji Yue looked in disbelief.
Not only Ji Yue, but also Liu Qian and Liu Zixuan also had expressions on their faces that said I must have heard him right.
Even Liu Qian's live broadcast room, which was as quiet as dead water, also floated a barrage: Did I hear it correctly? The person who ate with the anchor said that he could make spicy rice cakes on barbecue paper.
It's a pity that Liu Qian didn't look at her phone, she just looked at Jiang Feng with a shocked face.
Liu Zixuan looked at him with admiration and thought to himself: He is worthy of being the president of the president, and he pretends to be so sober and refined.
"I want it!" Liu Qian nodded repeatedly.
Jiang Feng went to the seasoning area to get seasonings.
In addition to the basic salt, vinegar, sugar, and soy sauce, there are also many types of peppers in the seasoning section, such as chopped peppers, millet peppers, garlic peppers, chili sauce, and chili oil. Because he didn’t know the taste, Jiang Feng packed a little of each, going back and forth. I brought back a lot of seasonings, including seafood sauce and pork ribs sauce.
Ji Yue had brought some cabbage before, so Jiang Feng didn't have to go get it anymore. Without onions, he could still eat it if he had to make do with it.
First, she threw the finger rice cakes into her own pot to cook. Ji Yue and the other two had something cooked in their pots. Liu Zixuan's pot was a spicy pot. Only Jiang Feng's pot only had two scallions floating in it and not much salt. A clear soup pot is best for cooking rice cakes.
Then Jiang Feng began to tear the cabbage into small pieces.
At this time, Liu Qian remembered that she was live broadcasting.
There were still a few live people in her live broadcast room. When she heard Jiang Feng say that he was going to make spicy fried rice cakes, she felt very curious. Liu Qian didn't watch her live broadcast at all. No matter how they posted the barrage and asked for the camera to be given to Jiang Feng and Liu Qian I just didn’t take a look at my phone.
Three or four living people made the barrage appear like dozens of people.
Liu Qian accidentally looked at her phone and was shocked by the number of bullet screens floating on it.
"Anchor, you should show us the little brother cooking! What does it mean when the camera is pointing at you?"
"Cooking, I want to watch cooking!"
"Please host, please take a look at the barrage, I beg you!"
"Anchor, stop looking dull and look at the barrage, I beg you!!!"
“Infuriating anchor, unblock it, unblock it.”
"I want to watch the cooking, not your nostrils (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻"
"Ah, I'm sorry, I just didn't see it." Liu Qian was a little surprised that there was a living person in the live broadcast room, and she quickly explained to everyone.
"Oh my god, the anchor finally watched the barrage."
"Quickly shoot cooking, I want to watch cooking."
"Yes, quick cooking. I want to see spicy fried rice cakes made on barbecue paper."
"President, the audience in my live broadcast room said they want to see you cooking, can I film it?" Liu Qian asked.
Unexpectedly, there were still viewers in Liu Qian's live broadcast room. Jiang Feng had previously suspected that the 46 people in her live broadcast room were zombie fans given by the system.
It doesn't matter if you take a picture, and it's not a unique secret. Jiang Feng nodded: "You can take a picture, but don't take a picture of my face."
With the distance between Liu Qian and Jiang Feng, it was actually quite difficult to capture their faces.
Liu Qian changed the live broadcast from the front camera to the live broadcast from the rear camera. She stood up with her mobile phone in both hands and took pictures of Jiang Feng's hand. She changed from anchor to photographer.
Jiang Feng was tasting the seasoning.
The chili sauce in this store is too salty and cannot be used. The seafood sauce is surprisingly good. It is not bought from the market but made by myself. Jiang Feng took the chopsticks and tasted the sauces one by one, then started to mix them.
Liu Qian kept in mind Jiang Feng's words not to show her face, so the camera of her mobile phone was fixed on several bowls of condiments. People in the live broadcast room could only see Jiang Feng's hands appearing and disappearing.
"Is he tasting the seasoning?"
“Looks quite professional.”
"Can the anchor's hands stop shaking? I feel so dizzy!"
The audience in the live broadcast room was much more positive.
"I'm sorry, I'm trying not to shake my hands. Our president is trying to taste the seasoning." Liu Qian answered the barrage question.
"Anchor, please change the name of the live broadcast room. No one will see your name."
The live broadcast room is now called a daily social gathering.
Liu Qian thought for a while and changed her name to making spicy fried rice cakes at the buffet barbecue restaurant.
Jiang Feng had already mixed the chili sauce, fished out the rice cakes, and started frying the cabbage.
After brushing a layer of oil on the paper, Jiang Feng used chopsticks to spread half of the hot sauce on the paper, poured the torn cabbage on top, and poured a spoonful of soup on top.
With a "swish" sound, a large amount of white smoke came out and disappeared quickly. Jiang Feng quickly flipped the cabbage with chopsticks to let the hot sauce coat it.
Everyone's attention was attracted by the white smoke.
"Brother Feng, what are you doing?" The club member sitting further away craned his neck to look at Jiang Feng's table.
"It seems like you are frying cabbage, Brother Feng 6!"
"Why didn't I think of it? Let's stir-fry cabbage later."
Even the waiters came to watch the excitement. As a waiter in a self-service barbecue restaurant, I have seen a lot of slutty tricks over the years. Some waiters who have been working for a long time have long been used to it. After taking a look at it, they looked at the newcomers. Said: "If it doesn't burn, don't worry about it."
"I think it smells pretty good." The newcomer sniffed hard.
Because the name of Liu Qian's live broadcast room is quite interesting, some netizens clicked in and saw Jiang Feng frying cabbage on the barbecue paper, and a few 666s were used on the barrage.
There are also people who have done this kind of thing to pour cold water on.
"I did the same thing last time when I had a buffet barbecue. The paper became sticky and I couldn't turn it over with my chopsticks. It was useless and it didn't taste good."
Soon this barrage was slapped in the face. Not only was Jiang Feng able to turn over, he was also able to do so with ease.
Even if the live broadcast interface is filled with smoke, the cabbage wrapped in hot sauce on the barbecue paper still looks mouth-watering.
“This cabbage looks delicious.”
"Yes, it makes me want to eat spicy cabbage."
"Anchor can do it, my cooking skills are 6!"
The newcomer thought Jiang Feng, the cook, was the anchor.
Liu Qian didn't answer most of the comments, and she couldn't answer the questions asked. She didn't even know how to adjust the settings, how to keep the paper off the paper, and so on. But someone actually regarded Jiang Feng as the anchor, and she had to explain.
“The person cooking is the president of my club, and today is our club’s dinner.”
"The president is awesome. The cooking club actually has a male president." A barrage passed by.
"We are a chess club." Liu Qian explained.
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The cabbage on the barbecue paper is almost cooked.
Jiang Feng poured down the cooked rice cakes and half of the remaining chili sauce, spooned a spoonful of vinegar, and finally sprinkled some sugar.
Still stir-frying with chopsticks, when each rice cake was covered with red spicy sauce and the cabbage was fully cooked, Jiang Feng used chopsticks to push them apart, poked them, and said: "It's ready to eat."
The scent alone is already very tempting.
The experienced waiters who had walked away before were attracted by the scent again.
"Be careful," Jiang Feng reminded.
Liu Qian no longer cared about the live broadcast. She was the closest and could bear the smell for as long as she wanted. If she hadn't been holding a mobile phone in her hand, she would have taken off her chopsticks when the cabbage was about to be fried.
Liu Qian put her phone on the table and couldn't wait to pick up a chopstick of rice cake.
"It's so delicious!" Liu Qian exclaimed while exhaling.
The live broadcast room that was originally flooded with 666 barrages turned into a black screen because Liu Qian put down her phone.
After a long time, a barrage floated by.
"Anchor, I only have one mmp for you right now! Get rid of it!!"
I originally wanted to talk about the last chapter but forgot about it. This chapter was written entirely for the sake of talking and I took the time to write it. I was really sleepy.
When I opened the backend today, my expression was 〣(Δ)〣. My collection has more than doubled, and my recommendation votes have also increased a lot. I’m even a little confused and don’t know what’s going on. Thank you for your support! ! !
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