Chapter 87 You are very anxious, aren’t you?

A slightly bigger problem is that we have to make more than 30 pieces of braised meat tomorrow, and I wonder if Jiang Qiuqiu can handle it.

Mingmei was worried about this, but Jiang Qiuqiu maintained good confidence in her professional qualities.

"I have no problem doing this."

"That's no problem. I'll hang up first. I'm going to work."

"Sister Mingmei, go." After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qiuqiu lay at home for a while, went out for a walk, and hesitated for a while whether to go to Mo Chengyu's house. Finally, after thinking about it, she gave up.

Taotao Fresh also delivered the sweet and sour pork and pork belly that would be used.

I haven’t eaten braised pork rice for a long time. Before doing the live broadcast, Jiang Qiuqiu decided to treat herself to a good meal first!

After a satisfying lunch, it’s time to think about what to prepare in the evening.

Well, frying meatballs is too complicated, and mincing the meat does require a lot of effort.

After much thought, I decided to use sweet and sour pork to make the steak.

The small Chinese-style courtyard was soon filled with the orderly sound of kitchen knives hitting wooden boards, and the aroma of oil and meat meeting at high temperatures burst out.

As soon as the fried steak came out tonight, in just a few seconds, hundreds of millions of places were sold out like a waterfall.

The young children were still happily grabbing the steaks, looking forward to tomorrow's braised meat, but they didn't know that they were being targeted!

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Seven o'clock the next afternoon.

Yang Shan and his cousin Qiu Ping were almost waiting in front of the live broadcast room for the broadcast to begin, when suddenly Father Yang sent an urgent message calling them back home.

On the way, they met.

Yang Shan: "What happened? Why did grandpa call you here?"

"I don't know. Grandpa said he was very anxious."

"Could something bad have happened?" Yang Shan said, and hurriedly pulled Qiu Ping into his grandfather's house.

There were a lot of people at Grandpa's house: my parents, my grandmother, my aunt, and my uncle-in-law. Sure enough, something big must have happened! They had the whole family gathered.

He asked hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

But Old Man Yang said, "It's okay. In this peaceful and prosperous time, what could possibly happen? I just asked you to come and chat with me."

Then, he really went from the hurried copy mode to the leisure chat mode.

The adults crossed their legs, smiled, and talked about some trivial things in life, occasionally cueing Qiu Ping and Yang Shan, but when the two young people knew that nothing was going on at home, their hearts were distracted.

Just thinking about going back!

It’s not even eight o’clock yet. Even if I take the express train back and miss the live broadcast, I can still catch up and grab the food!

As for braised meat, braising is a cooking method I have never tried before.

It must be delicious.

So Yang Shan asked quietly, "Grandpa, it's nothing urgent. Can Qiu Ping and I go back? We...we have classes tomorrow."

In the past, when Old Man Yang heard about the class, he would immediately say, "Good grandson, go quickly, everything is fine here."

But today, his eyes narrowed and he said, "It's not even eight o'clock yet. If you're in a hurry to go to school, ask your uncle to take you there later."

“…”

Well, I have to stay.

But they really didn't talk about anything important, they just kept chatting.

Qiu Ping and Yang Shan started whispering to each other, talking about Jiang Qiuqiu's live broadcast. This is what eating is like. You haven't eaten it yet, so you are just looking forward to it.

The more they talked about it, the more greedy they became. As they watched eight o'clock pass, the two of them became very anxious. On one hand, they were wondering if today's dishes would be available again, while on the other hand, they retorted: Even if they were available again, we might not be able to get them.

At this moment, grandpa's voice suddenly became louder.

"Are you two worried?"

When Yang Shan and Qiu Ping looked up, they found that Old Man Yang had stood in front of them without them knowing when.

The atmosphere was a bit strange. "Grandpa, no, we were just discussing school matters."

"Oh, about school." He nodded slightly, as if believing it, and then suddenly took out a small remote control and turned on the robot at home. The robot was connected to the live broadcast room that Father Yang had linked in advance.

In an instant, the live broadcast interface that the two people were very familiar with appeared in this house.

Jiang Qiuqiu's signature introduction followed: Welcome to my food live broadcast room, I'm Jiang Jiujiu, today's menu: Braised pork rice. Don't miss it if you pass by.

"Judging from your looks, the food this girl cooks must be really delicious." He felt like he was about to fly home with a rocket on his butt.

"When you encounter delicious food, you don't share it with your family and treat them as..."

After Yang Lao Dad was in the circle of old friends, he went to the post to see the 100 million followers plan. There, these old guys were collectively referred to as -

"You still treat us as tools?"

The sudden silence in the air was the most frightening thing. Yang Shan and Qiu Ping immediately understood what was going on. They thought it was a tea party, but it turned out to be a Hongmen Banquet!

Looking around, everyone was looking at them with a smile.

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My life is over!

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