Chapter 467 A Slap
Suyi was torn as to whether he should stick to his usual method or follow the host's advice and make changes. They didn't catch up in time, and by the time they found out someone had successfully made the food, the host had already stopped broadcasting, and they didn't get to taste the food that everyone said was delicious.
I can only study the host's production methods over and over again. Being able to make delicious food is extremely important to them and to Xingjie.
"The potato chips are mush again. This is the 10,000th time I've failed. They're mushing faster than the last time."
Su San picked out the shapeless potato pieces in the water. Su Yi saw it and made up his mind. What the fans said made sense. They heard about the oil from the anchor’s live broadcast room, but they didn’t take it seriously. They always thought that how could you cook without water.
But they have failed 10,000 times, so why is it not ** wrong? There may be a misunderstanding.
After placing an order for a barrel of oil, while waiting for the express delivery to arrive, the audience was not happy about the water in the pot being changed.
[If you boil it in water, you can still cook the clods of earth, but can you cook it in oil? What will it taste like? It's so weird.]
[It’s weird, but that’s great. I’m paying attention to this evil organization because it’s weird enough.]
[Yeah, look at which anchor would argue with low-quality food? It’s a waste of time and tastes bad. It’s not worth it at all.]
Lin Xinhuan was not happy. If it tasted bad, it was because you had never tasted the food of Country Z. Although the evolution of interstellar technology was good, how come it had evolved away from the food?
Think about it, before the time travel, Country Z also developed basic nutritional liquid that can fill the stomach and replenish nutrition. People who have no time to eat will drink it temporarily to fill their hunger. Normally, people would rather eat unhealthy pre-prepared meals than drink a sip.
Even the researchers who were obsessed with their research, when it was time for lunch, quickly packed up their instruments and data and waved their hands to refuse: "Actually, I still have time to go to the cafeteria to eat, haha, so I don't have to use the precious nutrient solution."
I groaned in my heart, this taste is even worse than what I made with my feet.
[Happy to hold the wind; once you have tasted it, you will not say it is a waste of time]
In the past, the students and teachers of Sayles College were crammed with papers one after another. It was said that they used their smart computers to study while walking, and they wished they could split an hour into two.
Ever since I tasted the food in her canteen, I ran so enthusiastically that I ran out of the classroom on time. Some people even made bets on when the boss would open the shop that day. I learned to arrange my time reasonably and relax myself.
The entire campus was filled with laughter and vitality. The Life Star was no longer just a place for plants and animals to show life, but its residents began to radiate their own vitality.
[Hmph! After tasting it, I still say it’s a waste of time. Otherwise, I would eat the AI.]
[......Brother, don't talk too early.....or your face will hurt]
When Chen Hai saw this sentence, he thought back to when he was really that stupid, and how could he be so ignorant and arrogant to shout like that?
How did he know that his face would hurt? Because he had really had a face pain. After eating the potato chips, his mouth smelled sweet, his mind was happy, but his face hurt.
After ruining his first batch of potato chips, he worked hard to improve his technique. The black and yellow failed chips were not wasted, as he and his family members fought over them. Later, he was able to fry golden potato chips.
The Chen family is proud of him because he makes food that even generations of ancestors have been unable to fully understand!
Let's see who says Chen Hai is a good-for-nothing who only knows how to spend the money of his clan and live off his grandfather, father and sister!
With his skill in making potato chips, he successfully became the most popular person in the tribe. The high-IQ brothers who used to ignore him became very attentive: "Brother/brother, buy whatever you like! I'll pay for it for you, hehe, as long as you secretly make some potato chips for me and don't tell anyone else, huh."
I was afraid that the potato chips I just got would be snatched away and not a single piece would be left for me.
During this period, he wanted to hide whenever he saw people, for fear of being caught. He felt that being popular was not a good thing.
In Chen Hai's dream, the ancestors surrounded him and called him their darling. They were so sticky and hoped that he could bake some potato chips for them to taste.
The direct ancestor straightened his back and laughed from ear to ear: "Hahahahahaha, be jealous, my descendants, hahahaha."
Seeing him so cocky, Chen Hai was afraid that he would be hoodlumed and beaten by a group of people if he walked alone at night.
In the past, we should be more suspicious of Lin Xinhuan, but now we should treat her words as famous sayings, laws and regulations, strictly abide by them and hold them high.
I stayed up all night to watch all of Lin Xinhuan's live broadcasts on all platforms. I was half asleep and was about to take a nap when I got a reminder that the anchor I followed was going to broadcast. I looked excitedly, eh? It wasn't Huan Xi Wan Feng.
I turned off the smart phone screen in disappointment, closed my eyes and prepared to go to sleep, and the name of the host appeared in my mind: the evil organization!
He has to see this. He used to be a big fan of the evil organization, but now his identity is no longer ordinary. This time he is at the atmosphere level, so he should be properly guided.
A palm hit his face, and the crisp sound echoed in the room. Several blood marks immediately appeared on his face. He didn't notice it at all, and he woke up instantly, praising himself for the effect.
Looking at the familiar words, I closed my eyes and couldn't bear to read them. I was too naive. I thought nothing was impossible when I met Huan Xi Wan Feng.
Su San and his men replaced the water with oil, and their mobility was superb. Lin Xinhuan instructed them to pour in the potato chips and scoop them up. The aroma of oil mixed with the taste of starch filled the air and reached the noses of the audience.
There was a dazed expression on their faces. What was that smell? It was as if their souls were floating up. At that moment they did not realize that it was the smell of potato chips.
[Huanxi Wanfeng: If you like the original flavor, you can try it now. If you like strong flavors, you can wait for the host to prepare the seasoning.]
What do you mean by "original flavor"? When it comes to "strong flavor", they only know the word "taste".
Some viewers hesitated, wondering if this was edible. Then they grunted, their Adam's apples rolling, and swallowed a mouthful of water.
Unable to resist the temptation of the fragrance, he persuaded himself: At worst, I can go to the treatment room. As long as I still have a breath, I can be saved. Don't worry, I won't die.
[Is it cooked? Let me taste it for you first]
[It's poisonous, let me try it first]
[It's a bit fragrant, just take a sip]
They had never eaten food before, but now they had awakened the gene that would sacrifice their lives for food. They found the reason for eating food and forgot that they could only taste the food in the virtual network, and even if it was poisonous, it would not affect the real world.
The tempting golden potato chips were placed in front of the three brothers. They stood still like robots, with doubt, surprise, hesitation, and collapse intertwined and flashing through their minds quickly.
Did they make this? If they did, this wouldn't have happened... It's not as difficult as everyone imagines.
No, if it weren’t for Huanxi Wanfeng, they would never find the problem and would always be trapped in their own fixed thinking.
The thin potato chips feel as heavy as a thousand pounds when held in the hand, carrying their hopes, the hope for the future.
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