The Fine Food Broadcaster

The fibrous hands were rubbed into jade, and the greens were tender and deep-fried.

The night came to sleep in the spring, no matter the weight, the beautiful girl wrapped around her arms.

Arm-wrapped gold is an ornament worn on the arm, made of gold and silver bars, wound into a spring shape, and extended round and round.

The zongzi is like the shape of arm-wrapped gold, and its color is golden, especially after the honey is poured on the outside, it is like the transparent colored glass that walks outside with golden ornaments, which makes people not only look good, but also There was a glittering look that was very tempting.

Ye Yefei has made a few pieces of giant victory slaves. When installed on the plate, the audience in the live broadcast room and several guests at the scene want to taste it first.

But everyone knows Ye Fei's rules, that is, to taste together after making it.

However, Ye Fei seems a little exception today. In order to let the wet people and directors live up the scene atmosphere, he used a giant victory slave to make a bet and let each of them write a poem. Whoever wins can taste it in advance. That is to eat one more than others.

If someone else used this gadget to make a bet to let others compete, but it was said that they were abused to death every minute, but the difference between Ye Fei and his cuisine is that many big business rich will fight for it at any cost. Now there are An opportunity to be easily eaten, wet people and directors who do not want to let go.

"Brother, I'm sorry." The wet man clenched his fists and said.

Director Xiang Xiang also clenched his fists and said, "It's easy to say, let's eat by our means today."

"It's so good. I don't know how Xiongtai wants to compare?"

"Want to listen to Gao Lun."

"Wenbi will make modern poems. If Wubi is, we will make ancient poems. I don't want to take advantage of you. I can explain to you that whether I am modern poems or ancient poems are hand-made, as easy as drinking February Yuequan. "

"Hahaha, coincidentally, I also have a little research on modern poems and ancient poems in the following. You draw the way, I will follow."

Seeing two guys competing for the same purpose as a slave, the audience in the live room and the guests at the scene were all speechless. The two of you were really enough, and they were so competitive.

Ye Fei continued to be a giant victory slave, while listening to the two poetry.

"Who comes first?" The wet man asked.

He thought to the director and said, "Let's decide who comes first, in a way that is common between stars?"

"Oh? What way?"

"Rock-paper-scissors."

"......."

As a result, everyone just watched the two guys there and started playing with rock-paper-scissors.

I do n’t know if the two guys are in good discussions or what is going on, each time the two guys are the same, and after guessing more than twenty rounds, they are still the same!

This is a bit unbearable, not to mention the guests on the scene, even the audience in the live broadcast room is also a pain.

"Oh, I rely on, these two second-hand goods, aren't they poetry competitions? How do you play rock-paper-scissors with addiction?"

"Okay? Can you two do it?"

"I'm drunk too, isn't this deliberate?"

"I really want to kill both of them. This poem hasn't been finished yet. Ye Shen has finished all the flour over there. Are you better than eggplant?"

Everyone was mad by the wet guys and the two directors. One by one, they can't wait to get to Ye Fei's live broadcast and throw the two guys back into the South China Sea. It's too fucking.

"Scissors!" Shouted to the director and wet man at the same time.

"Stone!" The two shouted again at the same time.

"Scissors!"

"Cloth!"

"Scissors!"

"..."

The two guys haven't finished playing, just when the two of them are enjoying themselves, suddenly a deep and frantic voice said: "If you continue this way, I will tear you all up!"

Happi, who was playing, stunned the director and the wet man, and quickly turned around to see that the purple face of Bingo became more purple, as if it could squeeze out purple water.

At this point, Bingo was looking at them both with a grimace and teeth.

"Uh ~ what do you mean?"

"We haven't figured out the winner yet."

"The game must be fair, whoever wins first."

"Yes, we are all qualified people and we will never lie."

"You two are looking for death!"

Xi Ziqing couldn't help it, so she rushed over with a throat.

He just wanted to cut off the fingers of these two guys, so that you can make a mess again.

The wet man and the director all screamed in a scared throat and ran away. They were really afraid of Ziqing. The thought of Ziqing throwing them both like throwing a sandbag, they were a little shy.

"Yes, help!"

The two guys ran to Ye Fei and pulled Ye Fei's clothes left and right.

Ye Yefei: "..."

He's also a little dark-faced. Is this what makes poetry? This special started to fight again.

"Okay, Ziqing Brothers, I don't think they are intentional. I have a very simple way, who can be divided in the first round." Ye Fei said.

"What method?" Wet Man and the director asked almost in unison.

He Ye flew around and saw a small bamboo stick as thin as a toothpick. He picked it up for two sections, one long and one short.

"One long and one short, draw the long first work, short later work, fair?"

This is a good way. Everyone agrees. Wet people and directors have no opinion.

Ye Yefei put his hand behind his back, and then extended it, and saw that there were two bamboo strips of the same length at the tiger's mouth in his right hand, saying, "Draw."

The wet man looked at the director and asked, "Brother, who comes first?"

Director Xiang Xiang was weak and weak: "Should we be uncertain about rock-paper-scissors?"

"Dare you!"

This time it's not just Ziqing and Bingo. It can be said that all the guests present, including Emmy, have jumped up, Nima, and there is no end to you guys? This time, rock-paper-scissors are tossing again and again. Can't you play?

Wet people and directors were all startled. Then they hurriedly took a small bamboo strip from Ye Fei's hands at the same time. As a result, the wet people were long and the directors were short.

Wet people come first.

Holding this little bamboo in his hand, he said, "Brother Taiwan, I've accepted it."

"Do you still want to live ?!" Zi Qing and Bingo roared almost at the same time.

Frightened, he hurriedly said, "Friendship comes first, competition comes second."

"That doesn't matter, hurry up, if you don't eat, I can do it for you." Zi Qingqi exclaimed.

"No."

Wet people refuse directly, what international joke, can this thing do the work? Think beautiful.

This article held Xiaozhu for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Here you are."

"Well, I listen to your sister, and you really want to throw another word out. I really threw you out." Zi Qingqi's face was even purer than Bingo's, roared.

哦 "Oh, a pot of frost like snow, half a bowl of spring of life, a blind date and love, turned into golden silk."

"......."

I do n’t know if this product was scared by Zi Qing or what happened, a poem came out casually, but everyone was silent again after coming out.

Ye Fei, who was doing a huge victory, was also a stunner, then turned to look at the wet man.

Do n’t you say that although this poem is not a good poem, it is very close to reality. A pot of frost is like snow. This is about flour, half a bowl of life spring, this is water, blind date and love, and went together. , Turned into golden silk, this is the shape of the giant victory slave.

"A bit interesting." Ye Fei said with a smile.

The wet man raised his proud head and said modestly, "Slowly."

Everyone has rolled their eyes, your sister, said you are fat and still breathing?

When people looked at the director, they saw that the director seemed a little stressed. The goods seemed a little uncomfortable. When everyone saw him, he smiled awkwardly, saying, "Since the wet brother has made an ancient poem, Then I will write a modern poem. "

"Anywhere."

I do n’t care what poets do, just look at the two who are interesting.

I thought to the director for a long time and suddenly said, "Ah!"

He was too caught off guard, he was shocked by everyone at the scene, Ye Fei was no exception, the goods were being put into the pan with the pulled dumplings, and the result was stunned, hands The dumpling dropped directly into the oil pan, the oil star splashed and fell on his hand, and the burned fangs grinned.

"Your sister!" Ye Fei said madly.

Are you a woolen? Can you play well? Are you writing poetry? You want human life.

Zi Qingqi's puppet rushed over, and ran to the director in a hurry and ran away.

"Admit defeat!" Shouted to the director while running.

He doesn't need to say at all, although the poem written by others is not very good, but it is a complete poem after all, to the director? Just stunned everyone, then ... and then there was no more.

的 The audience in the live broadcast was almost crazy by the two guys, and each one of the messagers was stingy.

"Emma, ​​I'm an eye-opener, these are two teasers."

"The wet brother has done something more or less. It's just a lie to the director."

"It's so fucking, special, ah, I almost scared Lao Tzu's heart disease."

"I'll take it. These two are really living treasures. They are so good."

"Hahaha, let alone, let them toss so much, you see the atmosphere has changed."

废 "Crap, can't you change? Didn't see the other guests gritting their teeth? I guess now they have the heart to kill the fat man."

Qiuqiu platform.

Ma Qingyun's group of people all covered their faces, shame, this is so shameful, you talk about what you will not do what you do in this limelight? Just say you won't do it? Yeah, ah, ah your sister, are you looking for excitement?

The employees of the Qiuqiu platform also wanted to find a place to drill in at this time. Even if they were not at the scene, they felt too shameful.

"To the director ... what's going on?"

"I trust, it ’s too fierce to the director. This kind of eternal roar can roar out, he is really bold."

"The superior is on the scene, and in the face of several friends in the universe, this is the face of our Qiuqiu platform has been lost."

"It doesn't make sense, I see that the poems published by directors in our internal journals are quite good. Why wouldn't they do it today? I know, modest, it must be modest to directors."

"Be modest, be aware that the bet is a food made by Ye Shen, who would be modest? Poems written by us in our internal journal ... Don't you know that the director's secretary is Kyoto Normal University? Is it a talented student who graduated from the literature department? This is how people play this, and it is very good for her to help the director. "

"..."

At the scene, director Xiang was standing close to Ye Fei. He was really afraid that being a little far away from Ye Fei would be life-threatening. Didn't he see a few aliens staring at him?

"Oh ~"

Xie Yefei turned her head to look at the director. She wanted to laugh and was embarrassed. In the end, she could only sigh silently. You talk about your pretense... 忒 failed.

向 "To the director, this **** will let the wet people taste first."

Ye Yefei put a prepared dumpling on a plate, then took out a clean small dish, and poured a little milk into it.

"Wet man, please enjoy."

He said, Ye Fei handed the mule to the wet man.

The wet man was so excited, his hands were shaking when he took the plate.

Under the envious eyes of others, the wet man took the plate carefully, then held it with his left hand, and the right hand couldn't wait to pick it up.

At first he didn't eat, but looked carefully.

I saw that each noodle on this dumpling was the same thickness, and then tangled together neatly, each one was light golden yellow, and the sweet aroma of honey rushed into the nostrils. Grains of black sesame are scattered on it, like black diamonds.

"It's so beautiful, Ye Shen, you have made food into a work of art. If there aren't many, I really don't want to eat it." The wet man said in a serious and honest way.

Ye Yefei laughed: "It's an award. It's just right now. It's too hot and too cold to taste."

"it is good."

The wet man quickly rushed his sister-in-law to his mouth, and then ... Then the goods stopped, his eyes slipped around and he saw everyone spitting at him.

"Well, what a smile."

"Click!"

After speaking, the wet man couldn't wait to bite.

The dumplings are fried food. The outer layer of this thing is crispy. Although there is a layer of honey on the outermost layer, after all, the time is not long. The honey is only lightly attached to the outer surface and does not penetrate into it. So the golden yellow crisp layer under the honey still exists.

Wet people bite down, and the crisp sound came out. This was definitely an undeniable voice. Many people had no resistance to this moan.

After taking a bite, the wet man felt a very wonderful taste and crispy taste burst into his mouth.

The taste of cricket honey itself is very seductive. Then, when the flavor of crispy rice dumplings was added, the sweet scent smell burst out of his mouth, the wet man almost lost.

"It's so beautiful." The goods closed his eyes and raised his head could not help but say such a sentence.

Then his mouth chewed, and a clicking noise came out of his mouth.

Everyone is going crazy, they all look at him intently ~ www.readwn.com ~ The eyes are full of envy, envy and hatred.

"How does it taste?" Xiang director ran over again and asked with his neck stretched.

The wet man shook his head and said, "Indescribable, I can no longer describe my mood now, although there is a layer of honey on the outside of this thing, but I just chewed a bit and felt that the whole dumpling was like a smash in my mouth Like snowballs, that feeling is really wonderful. "

真 "Really ... really? Gurus ~"

"Really, you'll know in a while."

At this moment, Ye Fei laughed and said, "If you want to experience another extreme taste, I suggest you try it with a little milk."

When the wet man heard it, he couldn't wait to use the mule in his hand to dip the milk in the small dish, and then hurriedly put it in his mouth.

Ka 嚓 ~

The whistle came again, and the wet soul came out!