Chapter 453: Start the Find the Difference Game
"So what about its leaves?" Tengsi refused to give up.
Facing Lin Xinhuan's sympathetic eyes, his heart sank. He had never eaten in the right place! He mourned for his ignorance.
[Potatoes? Does a lump of earth have its own name? It’s convenient to call them just lumps of earth]
It doesn't matter what the clod is called, no matter whether it is big, small, round or flat, as long as it is dug out of the soil, it is called a clod.
【What is that? A piece of iron? 】
[According to historical documents from an unknown era, it is a kind of knife with a sharp blade that can injure people]
[Huh? I can't imagine using a knife to hurt someone, can it cause bleeding? ]
No one in the interstellar world uses cold weapons. The most common weapons are laser swords and laser guns. Without any protective equipment, a laser sword can instantly separate a human body.
In comparison, the kitchen knife Lin Xinhuan was holding looked like something a kindergarten kid was playing with in their eyes.
Lin Xinhuan was seen waving the potato a few times and then stopped.
The audience was shocked by her big movement and dared not breathe deeply. As a result, they looked around and saw that the lumps of earth were still the same lumps of earth without any change.
[What are you doing? Are you kidding us? ]
[Boss: It’s pretty good looking, please wave more, I love watching it! ]
[There are dog-lickers everywhere. Do you think it’s nice even when the anchor burps?]
Lin Xinhuan was amused. They couldn't see her movements and thought she was just waving them around meaninglessly to show off. The boss, as an audience member, was watching her coolly and didn't say a word. She thought he was a taciturn boss, but she didn't expect him to be so interesting in his words.
[Little Third: I want to compose a poem for the anchor at this moment. Ah! Wave your hand and don’t take a single potato with you.]
[Little Fourth: Without further ado, I’ll give you another mecha]
[Meirenyu: Every move of the anchor makes people want to learn frame by frame]
The pig hero saw that if he didn't bring him along when he was flattering, he was still not the literary six heroes. I am the anchor's most loyal fan! The rainbow farts came one after another, and the speed could not keep up. The quantity won.
This was a feast for the eyes of the audience. My god, they have grown smart. They were able to learn some very literary words from award winners in a live broadcast room. They had the illusion that they could become literary masters themselves.
"Take a closer look." The hand holding the potato loosened, and the whole potato slipped and broke into pieces. Lin Xinhuan picked up one of the pieces and could actually see the person opposite her clearly.
Everyone present gasped. Tu Jinjue's father exclaimed: "Oh my God! Even if I use a cutting machine, I may not be able to cut the potatoes so thinly."
"Did you see what the boss did just now? He actually cut it in just a few seconds?!"
The people present said they didn't see it clearly. They used the replay in the live broadcast room and turned up the speed to 0.1 and 0.01 times, so they could see clearly that the tip of the knife touched the clod of earth and was squeezed and separated into pieces. The naked eye could only see it a few times. It was because Lin Xinhuan's speed was too fast and the naked eye deceived them.
[This...this speed is faster than the strongest troops in the universe. General Ross, who is famous for his speed, is compared with the host. Who will win or lose? ]
[What are you thinking about? Of course it's General Ross. How can a host who tells stories and sells low-quality food compare with General Ross?]
The Pig Man subconsciously wanted to have a good talk with him. You look down on people who are into literature, right? Do writers have no fighting skills? He looked down at his fists and chose not to say anything. Normally, he would have a hard time carrying a bag of sand.
Since I have chosen the quiet, intellectual path of literature, I naturally have to give up physical exercise. Is there anyone in the world who can balance the two?
Now he has seen it. He is not good at fighting, but he does not allow the anchor to have both fighting and literature. Silly, some people are short-sighted, unlike him~
Professor Pu Yi served in the military, so he understood the value of Lin Xinhuan's move better than the general public. If you are on the battlefield, speed can greatly increase your combat capability, and the enemy will die from your weapon before they can react.
It's a pity that Lin Xinhuan is not a student in his class. Under his training, it would not be a problem for her to become a general.
[Hey, I don't know what's going on with General Ross. No news from him is the best news.]
[Who can come out alive after entering a nursing home? Forget it, they can still be admitted to a nursing home. Ordinary people can only be taken away for treatment when they have a manic outbreak.]
Mania has caused everyone to feel sad, and the atmosphere in the comment section has become quite depressing.
Lin Xinhuan's eyes narrowed. Mania is more serious for the people of the Star Interstellar than she imagined. In the Star Interstellar where even cancer can be cured as a cold, why has mania become such a huge problem?
[Anyway, I don’t have that speed, can you? You go ahead]
[Humph, nowadays we have machines, I won’t do it myself]
“A machine can slice potatoes thinly, and sometimes using the right tools can make cooking easier, but nothing can compare to the deliciousness of food made with care.”
Although Lin Xinhuan's words were eloquent, she really felt the difference. Lin Zhuangcheng's cooking skills were the best in Shenshan Town. Compared with national-level chefs and descendants of chefs, they were certainly not as good as their cooking skills. The smoky flavor of the dishes was something that diners could not give up.
“Same ingredients, same cooking method, different tastes for different people.”
The audience didn't believe it, asking how could the taste be different? They said that only the standard taste was the best.
[My curiosity has been aroused. It looks very simple. Isn't it just slicing the earth clod? It's easy! I will buy some earth clod and see how the taste is different. I will ask my roommate to make it together.]
[Brother, you have to bring pictures. The merchant doesn’t know what kind of dirt it is...]
【How do you know! 】
【......you guess】
Someone has secretly gone online to buy the same tools as Lin Xinhuan, intending to do it himself and slap Lin Xinhuan in the face, hard, but in the end he didn't even take the first step.
How can the merchant say: "A clod of earth? I have tens of thousands of kinds of clods of earth. Which one are you talking about? There are hundreds of round and big ones."
Still showing the pictures, customers and merchants compared them in the pictures. This one is also round, but has only one fruit.
This clod has yellow skin, but the fruit is much smaller than a potato; this leaf is wrong, this skin is too thick...
A battle of thousands of grids to find the difference game, see who can find the potato in the clod of earth first.
Finally, they turned around dizzyly, with the clod of earth holding hands and circling in their heads, and finally they found the correct variety, wailing: "Why do we have to save trouble! Why are they all clods of earth!" For the first time, they discovered the power of the same name.
[Simple, do you still need to buy this? Just pick up potatoes from anywhere at home. They are bigger than the lumps of earth in the anchor's hand.]
Lin Xinhuan's eyes lit up again and again. What a great place to grow potatoes. Which planet is it? I want to buy some!
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