As Ye Gui spoke, the fans in the live broadcast room screamed excitedly.
"The God of Cookery said it well, just be tough!"
"Yes, the God of Cookery is easy to talk to because he is well-educated, but this does not mean that you can do evil!"
"The God of Cookery has given you face time and time again. These organizations shamelessly flirt with the God of Cookery and use the name of the God of Cookery. From now on, I will report every one of them!"
"That's right, turtles, come on!"
Turtle!
It’s the code name Ye Gui’s fans gave him!
Ye Gui knew about this, but he didn't stop it. Anyway, as long as everyone is happy, that's fine.
"Lord God of Cookery, you will always be the return home of our group of turtles!"
Ye Gui: "???"
Everyone: "???"
"Damn it, Master God of Cookery still has this ability?"
"As expected of the God of Cookery, he is number one in everything!"
Ye Gui smiled and scolded: "I won't do it, you can do it yourself!"
You people are so good at giving nicknames, do your families know?
Everyone laughed. After Ye Gui left Yang Ji Jianghu Cai, he walked on the streets of Wudu again.
Because this Jianghu restaurant is located by the river, the evening breeze is a bit cool, which gradually makes Ye Gui wake up.
What we have to do now is not only to find dishes suitable for the state banquet, but also to crack down on those unjust shopkeepers.
If I really want to recommend some snacks from relatively remote places to you, or take you to pursue the taste of childhood.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Then Ye Huihui won't say much.
But if they went to eat Bawang Meal in the name of visiting a restaurant, or charged a fee, Ye Gui would not sit idly by and watch.
After the broadcast, Ye Gui made several phone calls and explained his needs. The person immediately promised to inform Ye Gui of the situation the next morning.
What Ye Gui didn't know was that after he warned the store exploration industry, major live broadcast agencies held a video conference overnight!
There is only one theme of the meeting, and that is whether to listen to Ye Gui!
"Listen to me, Ye Gui is great, but we are not just for a living!"
"But that's the God of Cookery, the manager of the royal kitchen. He has spoken. Can we not listen?"
"Bullshit God of Cookery, isn't he just a cook? He really takes himself seriously and does whatever he wants to do. He has the guts to ban us all. Our combined number of fans exceeds one billion.
, what will the billion fans watch after he bans us?"
This seems to make sense!
When several people heard this, they immediately became excited.
If you have the kind, you can seal it, seal one and show it to us!
Everyone's faces were filled with confident smiles.
"We not only want to do it, but we also want to make it bigger and stronger. We will copy his model. We will also invite some chefs from five-star hotels or state banquet chefs to come out!"
"But they shouldn't dare to go against the God of Cookery, right?"
"Give me money. As long as the money is in place, they dare to call themselves the God of Cookery. Do you believe it?"
Everyone nodded, feeling that it made sense!
One night passed, and it was already eight o'clock in the morning when Ye Gui woke up.
"Good morning everyone, I seem to have overslept!"
Ye Gui opened the live broadcast room: "I was planning to get up early and eat a snack that is about to disappear in Wudu, but I don't know if I can still eat it now!"
"What the hell, what kind of snack?"
"Master God of Cookery, what is it?"
Ye Gui asked: "Iron cake, do you know?"
"Damn it, I know, I ate it when I was very young, and I haven't had it in years!"
"It's almost impossible to eat now. The streets are full of small noodles, triangular rice cakes and hand-cooked rice porridge, tofu curd, and camellia oleifera!"
“What is a flatiron cake?”
"Iron cake, so called because the appliance used to make it is very similar to an old-fashioned iron. The method is to steam half-cooked rice, mix it with water to make rice slurry, ferment it with yeast until it is non-stick, and then add water-soluble edible alkali.
Add it into the rice milk one at a time, stirring while adding, until the sour taste is removed. Before putting it into the mold, add eggs, lard, and honey and stir it into a cake paste. Then add it to the cooking utensil and bake it until it is done!"
"The flat iron cake made in this way is crispy on the outside and soft and tender on the inside. When you bite it, the aroma is overflowing, with a slight sweet and sour taste, which is very pleasant!"
“If you can have a bite of hot flat iron cake in the middle of winter, it’s really a pleasure!”
"Forty years ago, the uncle of a classmate of mine was selling flat iron cakes on the street with a stove converted from an oil drum. He was very flexible with the small iron pick in his hand. He sold them two for three cents. They were delicious, but he had no money.
I don’t dare to eat it often. Now that I have money, I can’t taste that taste anymore!”
With that said, Ye Gui had already washed up and went out, heading to the store he had already inquired about...