Chapter 147

In the face of the enthusiasm of the studio, Su Ye Mu Leng for a moment, 108 channels, it seems a little difficult.

Su Ye mummer, fans in the live room don't want to give up:

[even if it's not on my face, it's on the Marshal's noodles; even if I can't eat it, the marshal will eat it too! ]

[yes, yes, let's have a look. When we give it to the marshal, let's have a look. Isn't this a requirement? ]

[ask for broadcast, ask for broadcast, want to watch, hum! ]

after a long time of pleading, Su Yemu Chenxing replied for a moment: "OK, since you want to see it, it will be a year later."

[when in a year? ]

[Marshal's birthday]

before the crowd cheered, Su ye mujin continued: "Shh, this is a secret. It's a secret to marshal!"

[Shh, it's a secret. It's a secret to the marshal. ]

[when sucking, wipe your saliva first! ]

Su Yemu was moved by the joy and encouragement in the live room. Three thousand years ago, the ancient earth fled, and the global civilization was almost lost, and the Chinese civilization could not escape this disaster. Although Su Yemu doesn't say that he is familiar with history, he hopes that he can record it all in his lifetime, and contribute a little to the lack of civilization in China.

"Let's talk about it," Su Yemu continued. "To thank you for your love, let's meet in the studio."

[studio? ]

[when is the live room? Ah, ah, it means today! ]

with Su Yemu saying this, the chat room in the live room exploded. After a few seconds, the chat room became quiet, and the live room that had not been opened for a long time ushered in a big explosion of traffic. In addition to the fans of the chat room, the news of Su Yemu's live broadcast was also spread, and the external traffic almost did not burst.

[sleeping trough, lying trough, in order to see the beauty of the flourishing age, I just played in the holographic game just now. I heard that the broadcast started live broadcasting, and instantly committed suicide. ]

[in front of me, I was doing my hair in the hair salon, only half of it. In order to broadcast, I decided to abandon my hair. I have supported broadcasting for a thousand years, and have never wavered and grasped my claws. ]

[ah, life series, finally see the broadcast, the universe king is really smart, tomorrow steamed bread white tender, thank it. ]

facing the terminal, Su Yemu listened to everyone's happy voice and said with a smile: "welcome to the food studio. I'm Su Yemu."

I miss it very much. It's a familiar prologue. ]

[sow well, sow well, I'm Li Erhua from the sixth civilization, from paddy field village. ]

[Oh, well broadcast, broadcast well. I'm from the fourth civilization, Wang Er Niu, from Niujia village. ]

[the front is poisonous. Broadcast and watch me. What are you going to do tonight! I haven't watched the broadcast cooking for a long time. I watched and watched the video before and learned it. ]

"it's too late today. Let's make a dessert, clear up the heat and relieve the mental stress." Heyun's mouth has long bubbles, and it's anxious to stay up with the fire and stay up late. "This sweet drink is called peach glue and tremella soup. By the way, peach gum and peach blossom tears, the beauty of tears, has the effect of moisturizing and anti-aging, and the girl is very suitable."

[Oh, broadcasting is biased again. As a man, I want to eat it too! ]

[yes, yes, this beautiful tear is especially suitable for me who is stationed on a planet with 80% of the world's desert! Want to ask, where to sell? ]

[we girls are different as to what we eat. We girls have to be beautiful to give men face. We are not going to compete with us. ]

[ha ha, the last sentence is the point! ]

Su Yemu felt that he was several years younger when he listened to everyone's childlike noise.

Peach gum was planted when the first flower and fruit trees were planted in blueball. At that time, Su Yemu asked people to pay attention to peach gum, but because he was too busy, he didn't remember it. This was not because the black boss sent it to him a few days ago.

For example, 3000 years ago, it took 12 hours to soak peach gum and 2 hours to soak Tremella. However, suyemu now has high-tech, a special kind of edible water, which can be soaked for 10 minutes.

It's only recently invented. When you make agaric, you find that it's too long to use conventional water light. After research, we invented this thing. This also explains from the side why the lazier people are, the more advanced the technology is.

"Peach gum is secreted from peach trees. It looks like amber. The less impurities there are, the more precious it is..."

Su Yemu explains, while soaking peach gum and Tremella. People in the live room are still arguing about who is the most suitable food for men and women. Suddenly, someone yells in the live broadcast room:

[it's definitely not for men. Don't believe it, marshal? Certainly do not eat, what does the big and crude still fill, again fill also 100, still can young? ]

"poof."

Put the peach gum and Tremella down to soak in water. Su Yemu took out the pear and was about to peel. When he heard what was said in the studio, one of them didn't help laughing and opened his mouth. He wanted to say something nice for he Yunting, but he thought about it. Next year, he Yunting will be 100.At this time, he Yunting, who just stood at the door of the kitchen, turned dark and looked at the terminal. The "ha ha ha ha" laughter in the live broadcast room disappeared in an instant, as if he had been ordered. At the end of the kitchen, he turned around and looked at the kitchen. How did he look at the kitchen

The moment he looked at him, the smile between his eyebrows was closed, and he asked this question innocently, which made he Yunting's blue veins in his forehead jump faintly. He strode to Su Yemu and raised his eyebrows: "am I old?"

Su Yemu shook his head: "ah? Who said that? There's no such thing. "

He Yunting gritted his teeth: "did you not deny it just now? And he laughed

Su Yemu blinked and was trying to comfort he Yunting. Two words came out of the live broadcast:

[ah, marshal, don't be angry. The broadcast is not laughing at you. We mean marshal, you are not old. Compared with broadcasting, you are a little bit -]

[old cow eats tender grass. Ha ha, I went to the blue star library to read the calendar documents I think it's especially suitable for broadcasting and marshal. ]

[wow, it's really suitable. I decided to go to the blue star library to read books and learn Chinese history and culture. ]

Su Yemu: it's not a good word. Really, don't learn it.

He Yunting: even if I have never heard of this word, with my high intelligence quotient, I also know that this is not a good word.

[yuan, what's wrong with Marshal? ]

seeing Marshal he walk away with a cold face after listening to this sentence, people in the live room finally feel something is wrong.

"Business, let's go on." Su Ye Mu's thumb and index finger press the pear up and down, and the other hand holds Ruo Da's kitchen knife. The thumb sweeps the knife peak up to 3cm. Starting from the top, the pear turns clockwise. The thin and even peel is peeled out and clings back to the flesh. There is no trace of the cut. When Su Yemu puts down the knife after shaving, no one has responded.

Su Yemu unloaded the peel from the pear and put it on the drill board. People in the studio finally exclaimed.

[I thought Wensi tofu was the limit. I didn't expect to see such wonderful Dao skills. It's amazing. ]

[ah, ah, it's a wonderful broadcast. It's like a treasure, and it's an endless surprise. ]

[it's more powerful than a peeler. Broadcast, what else have you not taken out. ]

[wow, give me a fruit knife, I dare not cut like this! It's so handsome. You have to learn. You can use it absolutely. ]

[this knife is more powerful than the surgical robot in the hospital. It cuts without marks. ]

Su Yemu is a little hot faced with praise in the live room. Unlike western chefs, Chinese chefs always go around the world with a kitchen knife. Just now Su Yemu was lazy to go out to get a fruit knife and cut it easily. I didn't expect that this would make everyone praise for a while.

"It's very simple. It just takes time to practice, but if you eat fruit every day, it's not worth learning."

Su Yemu soaked the pear in the water and picked up the peach gum and Tremella. First, the peach gum was removed from the impurities, and then cut into small pieces. The snow fungus was also cut into pieces. The two things were put into a cup and steamed for 40 minutes.

Su Yemu stewed a total of 12 cups, people in the live room can see the bright eyes, looking at the color, feel delicious.

[Oh, please tell me a story when it's time to eat. ]

[Lala, circle, circle for broadcast, want to hear the story. ]

[is it about peach gum? I am an alien civilization. I have seen the video before Mr. Su. From these stories, I can see the brilliance of ancient Chinese civilization, but it's a pity that there is a fault in civilization. ]

"there is no fault in the Chinese civilization." part of it is about to be lost, but there is no fault in the Chinese civilization. Su Yemu put down his work and looked at the terminal with a serious look: "if you are interested, you can move to the blue star library, where there are thousands of years of Chinese civilization records."

When Su Yemu received the data in the ancient earth, the first thing Su Yemu did was to check the historical documents. Unexpectedly, several important chronological historical books, such as the spring and Autumn Annals, guobian, and Zuozhuan, were still well preserved. This is a great misfortune.

In the next three thousand years, even if we don't count the Empire and the Federation, they also carry a part of Chinese history.

"Since the history of China, the compilation of historical books has been inherited. The ancients, as descendants of China, should also inherit today."

Speaking of this, Su Yemu remembered that after human beings left the ancient earth, the Chinese civilization was also divided into three parts: the ancient earth, the Empire and the Federation. And these three points abruptly separated the history of the descendants of China. Who are the orthodox descendants of China?

Su Yemu can think of this, the Royal College students who have been diving in the live room, as well as the people of the Federation. Especially for the students of the Federation, the ancient earth has been merged into the Empire, and only the Federation is left. Then, have they confused the blood, should they inherit the Chinese civilization?

The studio was a little silent for a moment. The visitors of alien civilization did not understand and looked at each other. Finally, they asked weakly:

[do you still want to tell a story? ]

during the chat, more than half of the time had passed. Su Yemu cleaned up her mood and said with a smile: "it's almost time. Let me read you a poem!"[OK, clap your hands! ]

for a moment, he said, "the peach is young and bright. His son Yu Gui is suitable for his family... "

No one can understand what Su Yemu is reading, but in his clean and clear voice, with the tonal and tonal tones, the hearts of the people are calmed down, as if they were brought into a wonderful space.

"Gurgling!"

The sound of steam interrupts Su Yemu's voice. Peach gum has been steamed for 40 minutes. Put on your gloves and lift up the two layers of lids inside and outside. The dark yellow peach gum has been stewed thick, and the color is beautiful against the white Tremella.

Remove the pear from the water, cut it into square pieces, add it to the cup, steam for another five minutes, then add rock sugar, gently stir the rock sugar until it is completely melted.

The sweet fragrance is permeated with water vapor. It can clear the heart and moisten the lung. The crystal white Tremella alternates with the transparent yellow orange peach gum. The visual effect is very good.

Su Yemu brings out a cup of peach gum and tremella soup and puts it on the cooking table. The people in the live broadcasting room suddenly rush forward, ignoring Su Yemu's hot words and grabbing the first bite.

[lean on, it's hot, it's hot, but it's sweet and delicious. ]

[ah ah, after the first bite, peach gum is very special and chewy. It's not so sweet inside. It's so strong that I thought it was like paste. ]

[in addition, tremella fuciformis is also good, refreshing, the most important is sweet soup, light sweet, and light aroma, good to drink. ]

[is this what humans eat? It's very special. It's not the same as eating nutritious liquid. ]

at first glance, this one is not an imperial.

[wow, take a good look. What's the name of the white container for food? It's beautiful. And the food is so delicate. It's just too small, but it tastes very special and delicious. ]

this one should be, maybe, the fifth and sixth civilization!

A cup of soup can't make any sense. Su Yemu looks at the time. It's very late. He Yunting, who left just now, doesn't remember: "let's do it today! Take ten. "

No, it's good to have a chat with us! Don't think about it. Let's go live. Hum. ]

"no, there are still students here! "It's time to go to sleep," Su Yemu refused their coquetry, and then he looked down with a smile. He looked up and looked at the moment of live broadcast. All of them were dumb and speechless:

class a audience covered their chest and drowned on their faces: the heart beat so fast, so fast, broadcasting, is this in love with me?

Class B audience: is it still effective to oppose broadcasting and marry Marshal?

The C-class audience is like a crazy person who gets close to the terminal and can't climb in from the terminal: will he be killed if he marries the marshal?

"May 20 is my engagement day with he Yunting and marshal he. It will be broadcast live in the live room. Thank you!"

"Well, next, draw! The old rule is to smoke only a few planets nearby. "

Su Ye mu in the public has not recovered, quickly draw the prize, and then quickly offline, run away.

The crowd looked at the dark studio and silently raised their hands and made Erkang's hands: wait, normally speaking, shouldn't we be invited to attend the ceremony? Isn't the script right? Don't eat desserts. Can't we not attend the wedding?

For the first time in his three life, Su Yemu was at a loss when he was confronted with more than 10 billion people talking about marriage on an open platform. He didn't know what reaction to give, so he could only quickly finish the offline.

A total of 12 pieces of soup, Su Yemu asked the housekeeper robot to pack 10 pieces and send them according to the address. One was sent to the palace to Kevin, and the remaining one was sent to the study.

He Yunting in the study was facing the window for half an hour, frowning and gloomy, which had the effect of stopping children's night cry. Outside the window in front of him was a tall armour with round eyes flashing and a puzzled face:

he Yunting: "am I old?"

"What is old?" he said

He Yunting: "long wrinkles is old."

Air wing machine eyes flash, light trace he Yunting facial fine lines: "old."

“！” He Yunting called out deeply: "do you think that Su Su will dislike me?"

Kongwei: "yes, it's very troublesome when human beings are old, but you can rest assured that I won't."

He Yunting: now that you've got it, is it still time?

The weather in May is neither hot nor cold, but the temperature in the study is frightening. When Su Yemu enters the study, what he sees is a ferocious greeting cloud. The appearance is a bit frightening. The empty wing lowers his head, even Su Yemu stops.

"What, what's the matter?"

He Yunting was awakened by a word, and the person turned back in a moment, with a light look: "nothing, the live broadcast is over?"

"Well," Su Yemu approached he Yunting with a cup and put it on the desk in front of him: "drink while it is hot, and drink another cup tomorrow, and it should be OK."

He Yunting sat back to the table, looked at the soup cup in front of him, and then turned his face: "don't drink."

Su Yemu: angry?

"Why?"

Su Yemu is puzzled. What is the situation?It's a pity that he Yunting will not explain to Su Yemu, and he can't open his mouth on this topic. He can only tightly close his lips and stare at the ground, motionless. Su Ye Mu was amused. He thought about the matter tonight, and then he said with a smile, "old cow eats tender grass?"

This sentence seemed to ignite he Yunting's anger. He rubbed himself up and stood up. His eyes were dark. He grabbed the man and pressed him on the table. He said dangerously, "does the old cow eat the tender grass?"

"Poof," Su Yemu couldn't help laughing, but when he saw his face getting darker, he quickly waved his hand: "don't care if they don't learn Chinese well."

"You laugh again."

"I'm guilty of laughing."

"No, since you like to laugh, go on!"

In Su Yemu's frightened eyes, his sinful hand reached to his waist and started mercilessly. The ticklish Su Yemu couldn't help laughing for a second, and then begged for mercy. What is his backbone? Under the tickle, nothing?

The next day, the Empire news exploded, and Su Yemu made five hot searches. The top one was that the old ox ate the tender grass.

Marshal he: it's hot. The media should close down.

The author has something to say: it comes from the book of songs

about the part of general history that was originally put out of fanwai, but I didn't think it was written ahead of time, and the main body had to write a chapter.