From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 415 Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea
Teacher Huang chased Ye Mingxuan, and the yard was full of chickens and dogs. The audience in the live broadcast room was in full swing.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Huang, take a rest!"

Teacher He stopped Teacher Huang, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him. If Ye Mingxuan wanted to avoid it, it would be no wonder that Teacher Huang could catch up with him.

"Come here, I won't be open if I don't hit you twice!"

Teacher Huang panted heavily, pointing at Ye Mingxuan with a broom in his hand.

Ye Mingxuan dodged the blow vigorously, snatched the live broadcast mobile phone, watched the bullet screen full of crowdfunding beating him, couldn't help feeling sad, and cried with a whoosh!

"Grandma doesn't love my uncle, I can't live anymore~"

Teacher Huang rolled his eyes and glared at Ye Mingxuan. This guy is too embarrassing, crying so fake, how could Nortel teach such a thing, and peek at the phone screen through his fingers?He said with a sneer.

"Put away your pretense, don't say you graduated from Nortel, I can't afford to lose this person."

Zhang Zifeng covered her mouth and smiled, washed the red dates she brought back and put them on the stone table. Ye Mingxuan took a look at the red dates, kicked off the slippers and lay on the hammock with his legs crossed.

"Well, why don't you end it, you gangsters, are you expecting me to be beaten? Let me tell you, don't even think about it in this life."

"It's gone, it's boring, it's boring~"

"Where's my sister? I want to see my sister!"

"Don't, it's only been how long, let's broadcast it for a while, I haven't watched enough yet!"

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"Don't show it, why, are you my fans? I suspect you are my black fans, don't look at me to see what other people have good looks, look into brother's eyes, look!"

Ye Mingxuan blinked at the camera pretending to be shy.

"Did you feel my sincerity?"

However, Ye Mingxuan was so annoyed by the vomiting expression on the bullet screen, his three souls ascended to heaven and seven souls came out of his body, he handed the phone to Zhang Zifeng angrily, and turned his head.

Zhang Zifeng took the phone generously, glanced at it, and almost persuaded her not to fall in love, with various reasons, if she was not determined, she might be persuaded.

"Thank you brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts for your concern. Everyone has the right to pursue their own happiness, and so do I."

After speaking, he sat on the edge of the hammock and turned Ye Mingxuan's head.

"Angry?"

"What are you thinking, I'm a little hungry, but unfortunately someone won't cook for me, so I can only be hungry!"

Ye Mingxuan glanced at Mr. Huang pointingly, and clicked his tongue.

"Are you without hands or feet? Can't you cook for yourself?"

Teacher Huang was so angry that he almost couldn't help wanting to beat him up again, brat, why are you teasing him for nothing?Have you ever been beaten by socialism?

"Teacher Huang, I'm hungry too!"

Peng Peng said something embarrassingly, and found that Mr. Huang's eyes were not friendly, so he immediately lowered his head and teased the puppy.

"There are steamed buns and cucumbers in the kitchen, eat them yourself when you're hungry, and don't cook at night! Every day, I'll serve you all!"

"Don't mind, there's me, calm down, it doesn't matter if they are strong and healthy, we old people can't stand hunger!"

Teacher He almost couldn't drink the tea, and Teacher Huang's map was too big. How dare he open it up to eat at other villagers' homes, and he didn't even take a few mouthfuls!

"Oh oh oh, I almost forgot about you!"

As soon as Teacher Huang slapped his thigh, he was so concerned about the two brats that he forgot about Teacher He. A person who can't even make instant noodles, if he doesn't cook, he will probably really starve.

"Papa Huang, I'm hungry too!"

"Come on, it's impossible not to cook, oh girl, just protect this kid!"

Teacher Huang nodded Zhang Zifeng's little Qiong's nose affectionately, and walked to the kitchen with her hands behind her back.

Peeking at Teacher Huang leaving, Ye Mingxuan sat up all of a sudden, with dishonest hands, put his arms around Zhang Zifeng's waist, put his chin on Zhang Zifeng's shoulder, and stuck out his tongue at Teacher Huang's back to make a face!

"Hey~ By the way, you want to..."

Just seeing Ye Mingxuan's arrogant face, he immediately became angry, but seeing Zhang Zifeng's sweet smile, Teacher Huang was quite relieved.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

"Master, why don't you have a whole fish feast tonight?"

This place is located in the alluvial area of ​​the Minjiang River, surrounded by water on all sides. When it comes to ingredients, fish is the most convenient. Anyway, there will be no guests tomorrow, so you don’t have to think about ingredients, so you don’t have to worry about it!
"The key is that you can't finish it. In this weather, it's really a waste if you can't finish it!"

Mr. Huang didn't reject Ye Mingxuan's proposal, but he just thought it was unnecessary. You don't need to record from tonight to tomorrow, and you can just cook something to eat. The whole fish feast has simple ingredients, and killing fish is not an easy task, especially open back fish. Ye Mingxuan doesn't care. Even if you are exhausted from helping, you can't make a table of fish.

"Forget it. I'll cook tomorrow night. How about the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea?"

"呵念~哦~ Good boy, I finally did a good deed, I will handle the ingredients, hey~ this boy, you have good food!"

Teacher Huang said to himself, and went back to the kitchen to cook contentedly, but the three people who had never heard of the dish of Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea were a little puzzled. If you want to talk about Teacher Huang's cooking skills, there are no delicious dishes that you have never eaten, but the name of a dish can I have never seen anyone who made Teacher Huang swallow his saliva.

"Brother, why are the Eight Immortals crossing the sea?"

Not only Peng Pengzhang Zifeng was curious, but also Mr. He, a well-informed old man, had never heard of it. As delivered, the screen covered by the special effects can no longer be seen.

"The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea is actually a kind of birthday banquet. It is not eight dishes, but seven dishes. It is rumored that He Xiangu lost a dish on the way to celebrate her birthday. It was Polygonum multiflorum, so the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea became seven dishes."

Ye Mingxuan glanced at the live broadcast screen after explaining, good guy, if you don't see all the presents in a while, it will be several million, it's too fucking easy to make money, right?No wonder so many people are vying to become Internet celebrities!

"I'm in Rongcheng, there will be no guests tomorrow night, right? I'll come here by myself!"

"Ha ha ha ha hiccup~ Well, even though I'm in Shanghai, I can come tomorrow. Xiaoxuan, do more."

"Liangzi, I'll bring a guest over tomorrow, reserve a seat!"

"Damn it, I don't know if I don't look at it. It's so frightening to watch, Chi Chi won't say anything. When did Jing Ge Xing Ye be so free?"

"The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea? It's very interesting. Let's have a look tomorrow. Ali's Unmanned Hotel lacks special dishes."

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Let alone netizens now, the eyes of everyone in Mushroom House are about to drop to the ground, the name of Jinguang Cancan is blinding people's eyes, fearing that someone will play tricks, Ye Mingxuan specially clicked into the information and looked, this is the whole people's father !
"Girl, give me a kiss, why do I feel a little dreamy? Isn't it just a table dish? As for?"

A dish that has never been heard of has such a big momentum?
Zhang Zifeng doesn't care who comes, even if you are Boss Ma?
Facing the camera on purpose, he put his arms around Ye Mingxuan's neck, hesitated for a while, and said "Whoa~" to Ye Mingxuan's face.

Ye Mingxuan, who was stunned for a moment, turned his head subconsciously, and kissed Zhang Zifeng's small mouth.

"It seems~ it's true~"

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"Ma Maipi, let go of my sister, and come to labor!"

"Damn it, beast!"

"Where's Laozi's knife? Hack this bastard to death!"

"The crowd is outraged, let's listen to Pindao's words, fellow Taoists in Sichuan and Sichuan provinces. Why don't you organize a group to go to the mushroom house? There is a dog's head here in Pindao."

"The poor monk has a knife, how many people will go? Report the number."

(End of this chapter)