Live: Beating the Siberian Tiger violently, this is called Little Lolita?

Chapter 148
Wu Tianhua didn't stay here for long, and after introducing the matter, he left the aid station.

As a person in charge of this shaman's secret collection, he can reveal some things, but some things must be adhered to.

If Wen Wanwan stays here for too long, it will not only affect him, but also affect Wen Wanwan.

For a referee to stay in a player's home for such a long time, rumors will definitely spread.

The shaman hides it once every five years, and the rewards are extremely high every time. Those who belong to the shaman line basically keep their eyes on this place.

Some troubles are best avoided if they can be avoided.

Wen Wanwan sent Wu Tianhua away, glanced at the invitation in his hand, and then walked upstairs.

Shen Nan and Bai Han are currently serving a large group of forest cats in the cage, feeding medicine, filling food, changing water, and they have just finished half of their work after such a long time.

"Shen Nan, I'm going out in a few days."

"When?"

"Seven days later."

Shen Nan touched the nose of a little guy, then nodded.

"How long are you going?"

"About three days, the aid station will count on you then!"

"no problem!"

Anyway, it's not the first time. Bai Han, who is gradually getting familiar with the work, coupled with her medical skills, is not a problem to sit in the aid station.

As long as there is no such large-scale incident as last time, overall it is actually very easy.

Time is like Gai Jiuyou, who was born in the wrong era, ending himself with a brilliant bang in the sword.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the next night, and Wen Wanwan was sitting in the yard looking through the data of the recent live broadcast.

A phone ring made Wen Wanwan stand up quickly.

"Hello, Ms. Wen, Xiao Zizai, a courier from Everywhere, I have arrived at the door of the rescue station, please come and sign for it."

"coming!"

She hasn't returned to the room at this point, and a large part of the reason is that she is waiting for the courier to come to her door.

Opening the door of the rescue station, I saw a man wearing glasses who looked a bit gentle.

"No, your courier, please sign for it!"

Wen Wanwan looked at the password box in front of her, and quickly entered the password given to her by Yaomen.

With a click sound, the huge password box popped open, revealing the medicinal materials inside.

Wen Wanwan checked them one by one, then nodded.

"no problem!"

"Please give a five-star praise!"

Xiao Zizai asked Wen Wanwan to sign the acceptance form before leaving.

After relocking the lockbox, Wen Wanwan went back upstairs to the aid station to rest.

Time is like Sister Baoer's memory, it always disappears in pieces,

Seven days passed in a blink of an eye, after Wen Wanwan handed all the prepared pills to Shen Nan, she also took the high-speed train to Shengjing.

The first thing after getting off the high-speed rail, Wen Wanwan didn't contact the hotel, and didn't go to the competition venue where the shaman was hiding.

Instead, I went straight to a time-honored shop in Zhongjie and ordered five chicken racks and a bowl of beef noodles.

Not a single chicken can leave Shengjing intact, just like no duck can leave the capital alive.

As the favorite delicacy of Shengjing people, chicken rack can be seen in noodle restaurants, restaurants, or barbecue stalls.

Wen Wanwan looked at the chicken rack on the plate, and immediately pulled out her live broadcast equipment from her backpack.

Looking at the information in the background urging him to live broadcast, his face was filled with a greedy (cruel) and cruel (forbearing) smile.

With the adjustment of the camera and radio equipment, the dark live broadcast room also ushered in light.

The alligator is beaten every day: [Throne! 】

Xia Minglang: [Sofa, something is wrong! 】

Mo Ran Qingcheng: [Front row, what's that on the plate? 】

Wen Wanwan looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room, put the camera on the other side, and then picked up a chicken rack with chopsticks.

"I'm currently in Shengjing, the capital of LN Province, and what everyone sees is Shengjing's gourmet chicken rack."

"The marinated chicken rack is served with chili oil, coriander and onion, and just sprinkled with a little sugar. The taste can be said to make people want to eat without food."

During the conversation, Wen Wanwan took a quick mouthful of the chicken rack, and continued to popularize science after eating the noodles.

"The delicacy of chicken rack was first practiced in the Qing Dynasty, and it has been a folk delicacy from the beginning."

"And there is another legend about this delicacy. Although I don't know whether it's true or not, I'd like to tell you about it."

"It is said that during the reign of Chongde, the wars that broke out all year round left countless children on the streets. There was a cook from the Baylor family who couldn't bear it and wanted to give the children some food."

"But everyone knows that group of pigtailed animals, they will never have such kindness."

"The cook thought for a long time, and came up with a way to classify all the chickens eaten in the house and separate the chicken breasts, chicken wings, chicken heads and drumsticks and serve them on the table."

"It is said that it is for the convenience of eating, but in fact it is to cook the remaining chicken skeleton with old soup, and then find a chance to replenish the body of those children."

"Later, due to a delay due to an accident, they could not be sent out immediately, and all these chicken racks were broken."

"So he thought of another way to smoke the chicken racks so that they can be stored for a longer time. This method not only makes the shelf life of the chicken racks longer, but also tastes great."

"It was from this time that folk delicacies related to chicken racks gradually appeared."

"Because there is not much meat in itself, and it is something that the old masters don't want, so the people at the bottom of that time can eat meat."

"But it's a pity that the chef who invented this method will be beaten to death because he was discovered by the housekeeper."

Wen Wanwan didn't know whether this story was true or not, but it was indeed the most widely circulated theory about chicken racks in Shengjing.

At first, the live broadcast room thought it would be able to hear some beautiful stories, but the more I listened to it, the more I was right. When the ending was told, there were already a lot of question marks floating in the live broadcast room.

No Cooking Dog: [Knock, I thought it could be a love story! 】

One mouthful of melon: [My melon seed drink and crayfish are all ready, so just listen to this for me? 】

Shuyu Wutong: 【No, don't you even want the chicken rack? Why did you kill the cook? 】

Looking at the live broadcast room that was about to rebel, Wen Wanwan ate the chicken rack and ate noodles, feeling extremely happy.

After lunch, Wen Wanwan rubbed her stomach before standing up.

"It's hard to come to Shengjing once, and I'll take you to the protection base here to see a special animal."

While speaking, Wen Wanwan had already paid the money, and quickly took a taxi towards the destination.

As the taxi stopped in a suburban yard, Wen Wanwan also dialed a number.

(End of this chapter)