Chapter 106 Crispy Apple
Liu Qian is still secretly eating crispy pork, and the audience in her live broadcast room has already begun to discuss which province has tenderer meat.
You can't afford to offend the cannibal live broadcast room.
After exiting Liu Qian's live broadcast room, Jiang Feng watched the live broadcast at a certain point to see if there was any interesting live broadcast. Among a group of anchors who sang, danced, explored and ate in the wild, there was a real sense of fresh air.
The name of the live broadcast room is [I will write 20,000 words today, and I won’t sleep until I finish writing! 】, looks like an online writer.
When I clicked in, I saw that there was only one head with slightly sparse hair.
On the left hand side of the anchor is a half-eaten pack of Happy Fat Boy water, on the right side is a bottle of Happy Fat Boy water that is almost finished, and the anchor himself fell unconscious on the keyboard.
There were two sparse barrages in the live broadcast room.
"Another sudden death, the next one, and the next one."
"Another author died, +1 reason for discontinuation"
Jiang Feng noticed that the anchor moved a little.
Very good, slept soundly.
I wrote 20,000 words in my dream, and I won’t wake up until I finish writing.
Jiang Feng put down his phone and glanced out the window. Two cousins came out to arrest people again. It seemed that Jiang Ran was almost crazy and needed to catch a cousin who was not crazy to replace him.
Jiang Feng made sure that the door was locked tightly. The two cousins couldn't break in. There was a New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, and he didn't want to fall before the victory of the revolution.
After playing on his phone boredly for a few hours, Jiang Feng counterattacked and clicked into Liu Qian's live broadcast room. She stopped eating crispy meat and started eating fried fish.
The crunch of the golden and crispy small fish, and the sound of the skin, flesh and bones being chewed together is amplified countless times through the transmission of the mobile phone.
"Not bad, just a bit bland." Liu Qian commented while eating.
"Qianqian, where's the crispy pork? Where did you put it?"
Liu Qian suddenly stopped biting the small fish, turned around sluggishly, and said, "Well, isn't that stuff ready to be fried and eaten?"
"You melon kid, you just knew I was a gimmick, and you ate a pound and a half?" A roar pierced the sky.
Then there was a chaos there. Liu Qian's cell phone was knocked down and she could only see the ceiling.
Very good. On New Year's Eve, the anchor was beaten up by his mother for eating one and a half kilograms of crispy meat.
If tonight's Spring Festival Gala is boring, Liu Qian's hot search will definitely be on the list.
During the Chinese New Year, how can the anchor of the Spring Festival Gala be beaten up?
Jiang Feng stayed in the room like this all afternoon.
Generally speaking, the New Year's Eve dinner will be served half an hour before the Spring Festival Gala starts. The old man's TV has been an LCD TV a few years ago. Last year, Jiang Jianshe diligently replaced the old man with one that sounded powerful. Super TV.
It's a pity that this powerful super TV can only be used on the New Year's Eve night. Usually the old man and Grandma Jiang don't like to watch TV.
The old man likes to raise pigs, Grandma Jiang likes to play with tablets, and the TV can’t be turned on more than once throughout the year.
"It's time to eat the New Year's Eve dinner, Xiaofeng, come out quickly!" Jiang Jiankang shouted in the dining room.
Jiang Jianguo and Jiang Jiandang are dismantling the LCD TV and moving it to a place where everyone can see it while eating.
Eating during the Chinese New Year without watching TV is soulless.
Five cold dishes were already on the table, and the last, much-anticipated crispy apple dish was still in the pot. The braised pig meat in the braised meat platter already looked very tasty. Jiang Jianguo stretched out his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fat sausage.
The stewed meat has a strong aroma, has chewy texture on the outside, and has no peculiar smell.
"The water is already delicious. Come and have a try!" Jiang Jianguo greeted.
No one responded, no one moved their chopsticks, everyone sat quietly in their seats.
Everyone knows what they should really use their chopsticks for. The braised pig meat platter can be eaten every day from the 30th to the 15th of the New Year, but some dishes will have to wait another year after today!
For example, crispy apples.
No matter how easy this dish looks, it is still a dish in the Manchu-Han banquet. It’s easy to do, but it’s hard to do well!
If everyone could do as well as the old man, Jiang Jiankang would have been eating apples every day at home.
"I think the crispy apples are almost ready. Why don't I go to the kitchen and have a look first? If they're ready, I'll bring them over!" Jiang Jiankang said.
"No!" the four brothers said in unison.
If Jiang Jiankang was really given this chance, the two steps he brought over would be enough for him to eat half the plate.
"Mom said she would serve the food," Jiang Jianguo said.
Grandma Jiang is the most fair and selfless, because her teeth are not very good now and she can't eat these fried things.
Soon, everyone heard familiar footsteps.
One tight and one slow.
There is also the scent of crispy apples that they dream of.
Everyone held their breath, cheered up, and clenched the chopsticks in their hands.
Even Jiang Shoucheng, who had the misfortune to be captured by the two sisters in the afternoon to tutor them in mathematics and physics, also restrained the aura of despair he exuded before when he was a candidate, and his eyes were bright and full of new vitality.
Grandma Jiang is someone who has seen big scenes. She took her time and placed two plates of crispy apples on two tables respectively.
"Whoosh!"
Several pairs of chopsticks reached out to the crispy apples on the plate at the same time, like a swordsman unsheathing his sword, and only an afterimage could be seen.
In the blink of an eye, it was gone.
Jiang Feng:? ? ?
Is his second cousin a dog? Jiang Shoucheng bumped into him when he just stood up, causing him to not stretch out his chopsticks!
Jiang Feng turned his head and said, "Very good, the table next door is also empty."
Looking at Comrade Jiang Jiankang again, there were two pieces in his bowl, and he was chewing an unknown number of pieces in his mouth.
"Dad!" Jiang Feng looked at Jiang Jiankang leisurely.
"What?" Jiang Jiankang was well prepared this time. He quickly put the two pieces in the bowl together and put it into his mouth, with a confused look on his face. "Son, what did you call me for?"
When you open your mouth, you will be greeted by the fragrance of crispy apples.
Jiang Feng said with hatred: "It's okay."
When Wang Xiulian saw Jiang Jiankang eating both pieces, she became angry: "Didn't you say there was a piece for me? Why did you eat them all!"
Jiang Shoucheng also shared his thoughts with Jiang Feng unkindly: "Xiao Feng, don't tell me, grandpa's crispy apples this year are really delicious. They are crispy on the outside and waxy on the inside. The apples are also sweet and chewy." It still made a clicking sound.”
Jiang Feng:...
"Juan Qing, your Cheng brother just said that he will teach you your math homework tomorrow!"
Juan Qing smiled at Jiang Shoucheng: "Thank you, Brother Cheng." Jiang Shoucheng:.゜゜(□｀)°゜. !!
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