Ye Guicai had just started broadcasting, and tens of millions of viewers rushed into the live broadcast room.
"Brother God of Cookery, do you want to come to my house and experience the most authentic Wan-style massage? I know how to do it!"
"The broadcast has just started, right? One by one, you will be burned to death sooner or later. The anchor came to my house. I was the number one at the time!"
"Zhuo, I didn't expect this turn!"
"Missing Person Enlightenment: My husband ran away from home a few days ago. His favorite saying is that a porridge and a meal are hard-earned. A drink and a peck are full, dipped in bitter, spicy, sour and sweet. If you find him, you will be grateful."
"Here comes the one with yellow urine, wake them up!"
"Leave me alone, I just ate bitter melon and it will kill them!"
There were so many people in the live broadcast room that the server was almost overcrowded.
In Douyin, Mr. Zhang said: "Where is the technology? Hurry up and limit other traffic to divert traffic to the God of Cookery live broadcast room!"
Ye Gui said: "Everyone, calm down, we are the anchors of shop exploration, and we are exploring food stores, not massage parlors, not bars, and we are not singing silently!"
"Hahahaha, he's scared!"
"The anchor is finally going to drink lotus root soup. I thought the anchor was a fake Jiangcheng person!"
"But when it comes to lotus root soup, I think the prince's lotus root soup tastes better!"
"Fart, it's obviously lotus root soup from Jinghu Lake!"
"Do you know how to drink it? It's the lotus root soup made in the hot sun. Their lotus root soup is the best!"
"Actually, I think the lotus root soup made by my mother was the most delicious when I was a child. My parents went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy freshly picked pink lotus roots, washed them with the ribs, put them in an earthen pot, and simmered them slowly for eight hours on a honeycomb briquette stove.
, the pink lotus root is tender and delicious, overflowing with sweetness, and can be pulled out when you bite it lightly. The lotus root soup is fresh and fragrant, and the ribs are delicious and juicy. It is a taste that cannot be squeezed out in a pressure cooker for ten thousand years!"
"Hey, it hurts my heart!"
"Life is getting better and better, but people's hearts are becoming more and more complicated. It's not just the taste of childhood that can't be brought back!"
Restaurants of all sizes in Jiangcheng were almost out of stock because of Ye Gui's comment that he wanted to drink lotus root soup.
Jinghu and Prince have always been the leaders in Jiangcheng’s catering industry.
Basically, wherever the environment opens a store, the prince will follow suit.
Then the sun shines brightly, and the big blue whale follows closely behind.
When the chairman of these companies heard that Ye Gui was going to drink lotus root soup, they quickly said: "Go to the live broadcast room and give me some feedback. If Chef Ye doesn't come to our store, all his performance this month will be deducted!"
After a while, the barrage in the live broadcast room was full of the names of several major hotels, and occasionally the Kowloon or East Lake Hotel.
Looking at these names, Ye Gui said: "It seems that they are all confident, so let's go like this. I will go to one restaurant first in the evening, and then go to the other ones tomorrow. In order, chefs, don't be anxious, I will take a look.
My home is relatively close to the prince, so I’ll go to the prince first tonight!”
Chairman Prince slapped the table: "Hahahahaha, I still have the foresight to open the store near the God of Food's house!"
"Mom, do you know where the God of Cookery's house is?"
Chairman: "......"
"This is not a problem. No matter which store they are in, I can rest assured of their taste. We are the number one in Jiangcheng!"
At Jinghu Restaurant, the chairman stared at the screen: "The road the God of Cookery took seems to be the East Lake Greenway. Is it the private area inside the East Lake Hotel? It seems I have to open a store there!"
Soon, Ye Gui arrived at the Kanglong Prince Hotel opposite the museum.
The chairman of the prince was overjoyed: "It turns out to be this store. Come on, come with me to the door of the store to greet the God of Cookery!"
The mother and son did not expect that they were so close to the God of Cookery, so they quickly left the office and went to the gate.