Cute pet live broadcast: My husky dominates the world?

Chapter 166: The beautiful pimple soup, the greedy audience can’t stop
The spiciness of chopped green onions suddenly becomes infinitely delicious when cooked at high temperatures.

Zhou Lin couldn't stop loving this taste. Immediately after the temperature reached a certain height, Zhou Lin poured a bowl of water, waiting for the moment when the water boiled, and poured the snow-white dough into it.

Zhou Lin waited patiently, taking his time and doing things in one go.

When the audience in the live broadcast room saw Zhou Lin's actions, they really felt that this was the most beautiful short film.

I may have never seen such a good show in my life. A dog can cook delicious food in the kitchen skillfully and freely. This is difficult for anyone to understand, but Zhou Lin, the dog, has done it.

Now he found himself a small stool and sat on it obediently, just waiting for the water to boil as soon as possible.

The obedient appearance of Zhou Lin's dog was clearly visible to the audience in the live broadcast room. Seeing this, they started making crazy comments again.

"Oh my god, it's so cute, the cute little Erha, it almost melts my heart just sitting there!"

"He can cook and is so well-behaved. How could there be such a good dog in this world!"

"If I were his director, I would definitely die of happiness. Lin Yao, you are lucky to meet such a good dog like Wangcai!"

When Lin Yao was mentioned again, the audience in the live broadcast room began to fight for Wangcai. They all felt that Lin Yao did not deserve to have Wangcai, a good dog.

"What the hell is Lin Yao yelling at Wangcai? She really doesn't deserve Wangcai!"

"If I were the owner of Wangcai, I would definitely treat him well, and I would never be like Lin Yao!"

No matter what the audience in the live broadcast room said, Zhou Lin could not understand their thoughts clearly. The only thing Zhou Lin wanted to do now was to put the noodles in his hand into the hot pot as soon as possible.

Soon the water boiled, and Zhou Lin, the dog who had been waiting for a long time, stretched out his paws and threw the noodles into the waste water pot.

Under the churning of the waste water pot, the dough sheets were sprayed countless times, and they were already showing signs of being cooked.

Zhou Lin watched and swallowed hard again, and then he wanted to sprinkle yellow stars on the cheerful dough.

After the yellow egg liquid was scattered in the boiling water pot, the entire wok changed its appearance.

There are white and yellow, they are intertwined and blended with each other. After about 5 minutes, this delicious pimple soup is out of the pot.

And then at the end, Zhou Lin added some of his favorite ingredients, which is green onion.

With the garnish of chopped green onion, the whole pimple soup no longer looks so simple, it looks like a high-end dish.

Zhou Lin loved this smell so much that he put his nose forward and took a strong whiff.

"Wang Wang!"

Zhou Linxiang was very intoxicated, and Xiang was intoxicated.

On this side, the audience in the live broadcast room seemed to feel the delicious taste of the pimple soup. They imitated Zhou Lin and took a deep breath.

"Oh my god, I couldn't help but swallow. It seems that this bitch's idea has conquered me!"

"This dog is a miracle dog. He can make pimple soup so special. I guess no other dog in the world can make it except Wangcai!"

"Don't say that, okay? I can't make this pimple soup either!"

Suddenly there was a live broadcast, and a crowd of viewers appeared on the big screen, sending the words "I can't make pimple soup."

"Pimple soup is too difficult. I'm just a lazy person and I don't know how to make it!"

"I now admit that I'm not as good as a dog. I can't do anything a dog can do, and the dog can do everything I can!" "I'm curious, I'm very curious about where this dog Wangcai secretly learned cooking skills and why he makes pimple soup. It has to be perfect like this!”

An ordinary dish has become so attractive after being improved by Zhou Lin.

In fact, the main reason for this is related to Zhou Lin's growing environment. Zhou Lin's family environment was not good since he was a child, and he was either hungry or full.

So whenever there was something to eat at home, he would always think about how to make these ordinary ingredients more delicious.

With his continuous research, he knew how to make pimple soup delicious and how to make egg pancakes attractive.

These are Zhou Lin's abilities, but when he was a human, these abilities were not worth mentioning. However, since he became a dog, many people have continued to praise Zhou Lin for his abilities.

"What a divine dog! You really are a divine dog. Please let Wangcai come to my shop to help me in the future!"

"I'm sorry to say that I, a person who has lived for 28 years, am not as good as a dog. I still don't know how to make my soup!"

"I am ashamed of myself. I am a waste. I admit that I am not as good as a dog."

Suddenly, many people began to praise Zhou Lin as a dog, and everyone felt that their abilities were far inferior to Zhou Lin.

On this side, Zhou Lin had already arrived at the dining table with a piece of hot pimple soup.

The viewers in the live broadcast room have long been used to watching Zhou Lin eat, because Zhou Lin is indeed a very special dog. He never puts food on the ground and lies on it to feast like other dogs.

What Zhou Lin wants is appearance. Since he has become a dog, he also needs to look like a human being.

He was always upright when sitting on the chair, holding a small spoon in his paws, and he was sending food to his mouth one bite at a time.

"It smells so good, this dog is craving for me!"

"Ba da da da, I'm drooling!"

"It smells so good. Dog is prosperous. Can you give me some of your delicious pimple soup?"

"Please, Gouzi Wangcai, please teach me how to make pimple soup."

The only thing that Gouzi, who was focused on making money, wanted to enjoy was the delicious bowl of noodle soup in his hand, which was a mixture of noodles and egg drops.

This beautiful pimple soup is in Gouzi Wangcai's mouth, and he can't stop eating it.

Sincerely, Gouzi Wangcai has not had such delicious pimple soup for a long time.

Or maybe it's because he cooks it himself. It's called intoxicating when Gouzi Wangcai eats it.

Tapping his little mouth, in a short time, Zhou Lin had eaten all the bowl of pimple soup, and there was not even a bit of dregs left on the edge of the bowl.

Zhou Lin's look of enjoying himself had already made the audience in the live broadcast room scratch their heads and feel itchy.

"Oh my god, I can't stand it anymore. This picture is so tempting. I don't want to see it. I really don't want to see it!"

"I don't want to watch it either. If I continue to watch it, I'm probably going to seduce this greedy guy!"

"Let me go quickly, Gouzi Wangcai, don't enchant me like this, okay? Or you can reward me with some delicious pimple soup to satisfy my craving."

(End of this chapter)