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Farewell to Anna, Liu Wei took the fat and prepared to go up the mountain again, and walked along the original route.

Lin Bian, seeing a bunch of people gathered together, Liu Wei was a little curious and walked over with the fans in the live broadcast room.

An empty seat was found in the crowd.

In front of her, a grandmother with white hair was sitting on the ground and cooking, with a mobile phone and a camera in front of her.

Liu Wei asked the old man next to him very curiously, "What are you doing?"

The black man looked at Liu Wei from top to bottom, and whispered: "She is an internet celebrity grandma. She cooks live every day. There are millions of fans, local celebrities!"

Liu Wei's eyes lighted up and he explained to the audience in the live broadcast room, "Brothers, the Indian celebrities have come across. The grandma who is cooking in front of her is making food on the air!"

The audience was more detailed than Liu Wei and questioned Liu Wei's words.

"Are you sure it's a food show?"

"I feel it's weird that grandma cooks!"

"Can this also become a celebrity?"

"The old grandma is very simple, what's the matter with becoming an internet celebrity? The other giao brother is married, why don't you say it!"

Liu Wei focused her attention on her grandmother. Her cooking skills are indeed a little weird, especially when compared with domestic ones.

The grandmother sat on a wooden stool set with a machete, the machete stood up, and she held the prepared ingredients next to her hand-potatoes pushed up the knife, with the help of thrust to cut the potatoes, this is the same as domestic knives The way to cut is just the opposite, but it looks like she is handy.

Liu Wei's concern is: do potatoes not peel?

The eyes should be washed, but there is still mud on the epidermis.

The grandmother's live broadcast is very special. She is completely absorbed in her cooking, and has no interaction with the audience who is watching her live broadcast. The scene is just a light rural music.

"Sorry, I borrowed it!"

Liu Wei moved to the live mobile phone with a smile. He tilted his neck and glanced. There were still many people who shot the barrage on the mobile phone.

Suddenly formed a sense of difference in my heart, also a live broadcast, why is it so easy for others?

"It's down!" the audience standing beside reminded.

Liu Wei turned his attention to the hot iron pan. The grandmother put some oil on it. After heating the oil, put a plate of chopped onions in it, stir fry a few times, and then poured the cut green peppers into the pan Here, stir fry a few times.

Liu Wei thought she was going to fry the meat back.

Then she poured the chopped tomatoes into the pan and stir-fried them.

"Nima, all vegetarian dishes!"

"Sautéed tomatoes with onions? This is my first time seeing!"

"Green pepper onion tomato, is this a dark dish?"

"Dare not imagine what it tastes like?"

Liu Wei's expression at this time completely coincided with the questions carried by the audience in the barrage.

He did not make any remarks, perhaps because of differences in food culture.

Standing next to them, several women seemed to be discussing very seriously. They might have come to learn cooking.

The grandmother kept turning the tomatoes in the wok until the tomatoes were soft and rotten and thick, she reached out and grabbed a handful of yellow powder that didn't know what seasoning was thrown into the pot, and grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it again. .

"Laugh and cry, don't you need money for salt?"

"Roll to death!"

"Great, my grandma, god-class cooking!"

When the audience felt that the grandmother had sprinkled too much salt, she poured a large pot of freshly cut potatoes into the pot.

Liu Wei was surprised, is this a dish?

He still thought the potatoes would be used to make another dish.

The audience and Liu Wei can't think of any name for this dish?

Fried green pepper potatoes with onions and tomatoes?

Liu Wei was puzzled, and the residents who stood by and watched applauded, as if celebrating the birth of a gourmet meal.

Liu Wei is stupid!

The grandmother put on the lid, raised her head and smiled at the live mobile phone and the audience on the spot, nodded, and behaved very well. When she was young, she should be a standard beauty blank. Although her face was covered with wrinkles, she behaved gracefully.

"Brothers, shall we go into the mountains?" Liu Wei said.

"Wait, I want to see what this dish is?"

"Awei, you will try a bite for us later!"

"There is nothing left to eat, it's time for you to perform!"

"I have seen rejection on Awei's face!"

"Hahaha, Awei, you have eaten the insect centipede, what is this afraid of? What if people make pizza!"

"Laughing and crying, **** **** pizza!"

After a while, the grandmother opened the lid and a thick ray of white smoke came out of the pan.

Liu Wei tilted his nose and smelled the fragrance.

The grandmother shoveled the food in the pot with a spatula, took it in front of the live phone, and grabbed it with her hands to eat, showing a happy smile. She was enjoying the meal.

Liu Wei noticed that the barrage flew up on her live phone, and the young man standing next to him walked up to her shoulders and said something to the audience in the live broadcast room?

Afterwards, the grandmother went back and shoveled a bit straight to Liu Wei, reaching out the food on the spatula to Liu Wei.

Liu Wei looked dazed, pointing to himself and asking in English: "Let me eat?"

The young man holding the live phone smiled and said, "Are you a foreigner? Grandma wants to share food with you!"

The grandmother smiled at Liu Wei and nodded.

Liu Wei's throat wriggled twice, and the sound was heard by the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Hahaha, Awei, don't be nervous, maybe it's the taste of chicken legs!"

"Awei, you must not be polite, I believe you, you can eat a pot!"

"You must not fail the enthusiasm of the Indian people!"

"Eat eat! Hahaha!"

Liu Wei looked at the old lady's smile, which meant something kind but difficult. He showed a reluctant smile and reached out and grabbed something to feed into his mouth.

The stewed potatoes melted in the mouth, wrapped in the sour taste of tomato juice, and the spicy taste of onions. Liu Wei carefully squeezed his brows.

feeling not bad!

It actually feels like eating chicken curry.

Liu Wei felt so magical. The grandmother and the surrounding audience were waiting for his evaluation. He sincerely gave his thumbs up, "good, verygood!"

"Lying trough, really fake?"

"Awei is giving face to others!"

"After all, it's in someone else's country, A Wei knows how to answer?"

Liu Wei looked at the barrage of the audience: "Brothers, I'm telling the truth, and the taste is very good. If you don't believe me, I will eat a little more and show you!"

Liu Wei walked over and asked the man next to her grandmother, "Can you help me translate? I still want to taste her food!"

The man nodded, leaning his mouth to the edge of the grandmother's ear and telling Liu Wei's request to her.

The grandmother showed a kind smile, brought a plate, and shoveled Liu Wei a plate.

"Thank you!" Liu Wei took it over and grabbed it while eating, preaching while eating, "Brothers, Grandma's cooking process has reduced some impression points, but the taste is really good!"

"True fragrance warning!"

"Wang Wang~" Chubby saw his master happily eating, and he began to drool with his mouth open.

Liu Wei didn't respond to it. It jumped up its forefoot and laid it on Liu Wei's shoulder, leaning his mouth up and licking it on the plate.