With millions of fans in the live broadcast circle, the actor begged me to cook

Chapter 71 Say something quickly!

[I'm hungry, I'm really hungry. 】

[I got angry today and got a bubble in my mouth, and then I saw Fugui eating snail noodles, I hate it! 】

[Isn't it a food live broadcast?Why is it eating and broadcasting! 】

Zuo Qiongqiong wiped the sweat from his forehead, and finished the last sip of soup contentedly.

"My family, what I do is different, you can try it too!"

After eating his own snail noodles, Zuo Qiongqiong felt that the snail noodles he ate before were all younger brothers.

Their own boiled broth, their own fried bean curd sticks and peanuts, their own pickled sour bamboo shoots.

Although the smell is a little less, there is a kind of refreshing in the hot and sour.

When she tasted this bowl of noodles, the marinated beef just now is ready, and she can start frying with some garlic and green peppers.

After the oil is hot, put the beef first, and it will be served immediately when it changes color. Don't fry it too old.

Saute the garlic with the base oil just now, and fry until both sides are golden and fragrant, then put the beef in and add a little green pepper powder.

The beef slices have been marinated just now, and they already have a base flavor, so there is no need to add salt, just a little oyster sauce and black pepper for seasoning.

Stir well, then transfer to a plate.

"Garlic can also be replaced with onions, which are completely different flavors. You can put whatever you like."

Then Zuo Qiongqiong fried fried shrimp with broccoli. The broccoli should be blanched first, and the shrimp should be fried first, then sautéed shallot and minced garlic, seasoned and stir-fried before serving.

This dish is also very refreshing, and it is also very suitable for people in the fat loss period.

Zuo Qiongqiong was worried that the two old people would not be able to accept the taste of snail noodles, so he marinated a little minced pork and could make minced pork rice noodles later.

【How can I marry a woman like Fugui】

[Don't think about it, my wife won't marry you. 】

[I love it, there are several dishes every day. 】

[When can Fugui take us to touch the snails together, sour bamboo shoots and snails really go well together! 】

Zuo Qiongqiong ignored all the nonsense people on the screen, put the remaining rice noodles into the pot to cook, and the meal was almost ready.

"I want to eat more, and I have to work in the afternoon, so I will put you aside."

"I may not have time to fish recently. Let's talk about it after I set up the pigsty."

【My wife is too thin, eat more. 】

【My wife wants to eat too】

[Wife, stop making trouble, I forgot my way home, you come to the station to pick me up. 】

Zuo Qiongqiong: "."

Take out the cooked snail noodles and put on various side dishes, "That's it for this morning's live broadcast, see you in the afternoon!"

After speaking, Zuo Qiongqiong turned off the live broadcast without any nostalgia. In the past two days, there were fewer little blackheads in the live broadcast room, but strange comments came out again.

"Grandma Mei! It's time to eat!"
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Lu Qingze looked at 'the anchor has left' on the screen, and reluctantly turned off the phone.

Picking up the contract on the side, before watching the conference, as if he suddenly thought of something, he picked up the phone next to him, "Today I invite the whole company to dinner, you go and order it"

Zuo Qiongqiong had just finished eating when she received a call from bricks, cement, and sand, who asked where they were going to be unloaded for her.

She hurried to the pigsty, this time she didn't want much mud and sand, originally the other party didn't want to send it to her door, Zuo Qiongqiong begged for a long time before the other party agreed.

She was afraid that if she was late for a while, there would be an extra charge for unloading the car.

【Fugui is really busy, I haven't finished my meal yet. 】

[Does the anchor want to build his own? 】

[Food bloggers really can do anything, I can't do this job even if I'm a big man. 】

Two carts of bricks were neatly stacked aside, along with a pile of sand and a few bags of cement.

Zuo Qiongqiong didn't know if these things were enough, but the driver who delivered them said they were about the same. If they weren't enough, she had to go to the store to get them back.

The job this afternoon is to build a prototype, and then slowly build on it.

The job is not difficult, but it is not easy either.

To ensure the stability of the pigsty, it is not possible to start building directly on the flat ground. It is better to build a few bricks on the ground.

This requires first digging a shallow ditch where the wall is built.

Zuo Qiongqiong wanted to concentrate on work, so she asked Wang Huiling to go back to rest, and put the phone on the stand by herself.

Then, no matter the fans in the live broadcast room or people who came in from other links, they could see Zuo Qiongqiong digging a hole with a shovel.

[Just ask if you don’t understand, is this the same blogger who dug potatoes before? 】

[Fugui, hurry up and say something! 】

[It's too quiet, I'm a little uncomfortable. 】

[The anchor usually shoots videos like this, watching her videos is really healing. 】

[If it weren't for the smell around you, watching the live broadcast and working, would there be better things in the world? 】

[I was just about to order takeaway, and the supervisor said that today the big boss invites you to dinner!It's also snail noodles! 】

【Fairy Boss, I'm sour】

[I'm not envious, your company must be smelly now. 】

As soon as Lu Qingye got off the plane, he saw the news of Zuo Qiongqiong's live broadcast. He first silently lowered the volume of his phone, and then clicked into the live broadcast room.

Different from the previous scene, Zuo Qiongqiong in the picture is working with cement, and the voices of two children can be vaguely heard.

I have been too busy wrapping up and didn't watch the live broadcast during this time, could it be that the other party has changed the live broadcast's persona?
Lu Qingye was puzzled and got into Liu Bin's car.

There is a meeting in the company in the afternoon, and he needs to be there. He will go to the company after getting off the plane.

He didn't speak, and the people in the live broadcast room didn't pay attention to him. A group of people chatted from pig breeding to tofu nao eating sweet or salty.

Lu Qingye watched all the way to realize that Zuo Qiongqiong was building a pigsty. The little assistant went back to rest. She had to concentrate on her work and not interact with the fans in the live broadcast room for the time being.

"Master, here we are."

Liu Bin opened the door, and Lu Qingye turned off his phone, just in time to see the comment that the company smelled like snail noodles, and felt funny in his heart.

Why is the company's attitude so loose? It's better to be my own company. Every time I come, the air smells fresh.
Lu Qingye was stunned, turned around and walked out of the company, and ran to the small flower bed to take a few breaths of fresh air.

what smell?When did the fragrance in the company change to such a strong one?
Liu Bin chased him out, handed him a mask, and said embarrassingly: "Today, Mr. Lu invited all the people in the company to eat snail noodles. The taste is a bit strong."

Lu Qingye: "."

It turns out that the company in the comment is my company.
However, the one who invites the whole company to dinner and still eats snail noodles is my brother?

The sunglasses on Lu Qingye's face slipped off, is it so scary?Could it be the exhausting work that broke his spirit?

With question marks all over his face, he followed Liu Bin into the company and went to the conference room. When he saw that the shareholders in the room were all disheveled, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

　I was thinking about the third watch, but I was still dizzy, and I finished stepping on the code.Strive for more codes during the day, and tomorrow will be three more
　　
　
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