Yuan Zhou's cooking had always been pleasing to the eye. Regardless of whether it was his meticulously maintained clean fingers or his smooth movements, it was as if they could be drawn into a painting.
In reality, using a rice cooker and gauze could also make the Drip Rice, but the taste would be inferior. Thus, Yuan Zhou used the most primitive tools.
"Every time I see Boss Yuan cooking, I feel that it's a form of enjoyment," Meng Meng praised.
The spectators who were engrossed in watching Yuan Zhou's cooking also agreed. However, Tang Xi, who was sitting beside Meng Meng, had a different opinion.
As a senior fangirl of Yuan Zhou, Tang Xi rarely disagreed with Yuan Zhou's matters. However, this time, she had a completely different opinion.
"I don't like watching Boss Yuan cook at all." Tang Xi expressed her opinion first.
"Why?" Meng Meng turned her head and asked.
"Because I'll get hungry." Tang Xi said angrily.
"Hahaha, that does seem to be the case." Meng Meng immediately laughed.
"That's true. It's fine if I can't come here to eat every day, but watching Boss Yuan cook makes me hungry. This is simply torture." Tang Xi said indignantly.
"Being a fangirl is indeed very painful." Meng Meng nodded her head seriously.
"Isn't that so." Tang Xi nodded her head vigorously.
While Meng Meng and Tang Xi were discussing about being a fangirl of Yuan Zhou, Wuhai called out to Yuan Zhou who had just placed the dish down.
"Boss Yuan, I heard that you're also looking for that expert who cooks raw lamb liver. Let's go together." Wuhai stroked his mustache and said with a serious expression.
"Oh?" Yuan Zhou looked at Wuhai suspiciously.
One must know that Wuhai was definitely up to no good. Who knows, he might have some other ideas, such as scamming him for a meal. Thus, Yuan Zhou was very vigilant.
"It's like this. I'm afraid that Boss Yuan won't be able to find the way. At least I can point you in the right direction." Wuhai said righteously.
"No need, I have a map." Yuan Zhou said.
"A map is so unreliable. A human GPS like me is more reliable." Wuhai patted his chest and said.
"You can't read the map?" Yuan Zhou suddenly realized that Wu Hai seemed to have no sense of direction. Therefore, he asked affirmatively.
"Cough cough cough, how is that possible? I'm an artist. A map is like a painting. Of course, I can understand it.
Seeing the mustache's serious expression, Yuan Zhou almost believed him if he did not know Wuhai's character.
But seeing Wuhai's serious expression, Yuan Zhou would have believed him.
"Zheng Jiawei said you have no sense of direction. If you don't understand, then so be it. I can be merciful and help you fly," said Yuan Zhou.
"Zheng Jiawei said you have no sense of direction. If you don't understand, then so be it. I can be merciful and help you fly," Yuan Zhou said.
"Zheng Jiawei has a big mouth." Wuhai muttered in a low voice and nodded his head in agreement.
Just like that, the confident Yuan Zhou and Wuhai, who felt that they had achieved their goal, decided to find the person who made the lamb liver by relying on the abstract map of the old man.
However, Wuhai did not know that Yuan Zhou had no sense of direction. Thus, only God knows what would happen when two people with no sense of direction find the way together.
"Your Drip Rice of the Hundred Styles of Rice Cuisine. Please enjoy." Zhou Jia served the rice and interrupted Meng Meng's live broadcast.
"Okay. Thank you, Sister Jia Jia." Meng Meng first thanked her and then looked at Zhou Jia's tray.
On the tray, other than the two candies and a cup of water, there were also two bowls. One of them was a small porcelain bowl with a green bottom. The rice was as white as jade, and the other bowl was 80% full of milky white rice soup.
"Wow, there really is rice soup. I feel so lucky." Meng Meng immediately smiled.
"Please enjoy." Zhou Jia took all the dishes and turned to leave.
Meng Meng couldn't wait any longer. She pointed her phone at the table and explained.
"This time, there's rice soup in Boss Yuan's Drip Rice. There's actually rice soup. Meng Meng didn't have high expectations, but with rice soup, I feel so happy. After all, this is Yuanzhou shop," Meng Meng said.
[There's actually rice soup. I didn't even dare to think about it.] Exquisite Dew of Stars.
[I feel that I'm quite lucky to be able to eat something extra in Yuanzhou shop. It's simply an opportunity. Why don't Meng Meng go and buy a lottery ticket?] I Love Starbucks.
[I won't say anything else. I'm more interested in the taste of Boss Yuan's Drip Rice and rice soup.] Lung Splitting Pain.
"I feel very lucky too. Let's go and buy a lottery ticket later. Meng Meng won't stand on ceremony now. Let's eat." Meng Meng pointed her phone at herself and started eating.
"First, I'll drink a mouthful of rice soup. I've been looking forward to this for a long time," Meng Meng explained as she ate.
The bowl for the rice soup was the same size as the bowl for the rice. The only difference was that the bowl for the rice had a cyan pattern at the bottom, while the bowl for the rice soup was pure white porcelain.
As a live streamer, Meng Meng's hands looked pretty good. However, under the contrast of the porcelain bowl, her hands seemed a little rough.
Fortunately, Meng Meng didn't mind. After all, her mouth was filled with rice soup and her heart was filled with satisfaction.
Rice soup was actually a very simple thing because its taste was very simple. It was just the soup that flowed out from the rice.
Because of the starch from the rice, it had a faint milky white color and was very refreshing.
"Boss Yuan's rice soup is smooth and fragrant. There's also the special fragrance of the rice. It's super delicious," Meng Meng described it in a very simple and direct manner.
"By the way, it's very smooth and has the taste of rice milk," Meng Meng said while drinking.
"Look, there's rice soup skin on top of the rice soup." Meng Meng brought the bowl to the front of the camera and showed everyone that there was a thin layer of rice milk skin on top of the rice soup.
"It's really super delicious. I'm going to eat the rice soup with the rice," Meng Meng said after she drank half a bowl of rice soup in satisfaction.
While speaking, Meng Meng poured the rest of the rice soup into the rice. After mixing the rice and the soup together with the rice with chopsticks, she began to eat with big bites.
Just when Meng Meng was eating with big bites, a long string of descriptions floated across the screen, causing the audience to instantly burst into an uproar.
[The rice looks extremely delicious after being dipped in the rice soup. Because the rice is steamed, it has a special fragrance of steamed rice and is full of chewiness. Now that the rice is wrapped in the rice soup, it has a kind of smoothness of the rice soup. It instantly stimulates one's appetite.] Sugar Fried Chestnut Ji
[Upstairs, you're too immoral. I'm swallowing my saliva. When I heard your words, I almost bit my phone.]
[Isn't that so? I'm already very greedy. Why did you describe it in such detail? Are you trying to starve me to death?] Hjd _ richard
Looking at the comments of "Sugar Fried Chestnut Ji" on the screen, Meng Meng, who was always paying attention to the comments, also opened her mouth with a smile. "I feel that the description of chestnut is super appropriate. Because my appetite has been greatly stimulated, I'm preparing to order something else to eat," Meng Meng said with a smile like a little devil.
Following that, the screen naturally emitted a series of wails. The audience felt both pain and happiness. They wanted to watch Meng Meng eat delicacies live, but at the same time, they felt that it was torture to watch but not be able to eat.
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