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315. Drool

Ling Rui also smiled and praised Yi Yang Qianxi's wit, "From a big perspective, it is indeed for the development of the country and social progress. If everyone does not get married, then this society will not be able to continue."

"But with various marriage issues, the emancipation of human thought, the increasing popularity of education, and various pressures in life, whenever people want to get married, they will weigh the interests of all parties."

"Of course, there are also those who impulsively sacrifice themselves for love."

"The biggest reason is that people still believe in love, and come together because of love, and get married together."

"Most people will still get married for love. However, there are many measuring factors in marriage."

"I said that I agree with Sister Dongyu. It doesn't matter if you don't get married. But that has a prerequisite. The prerequisite is that you have never met the person who makes your heart beat and makes you want to live your whole life."

After hearing Ling Rui's words, everyone booed.

"The truth is that this is true, but wouldn't a person be too lonely? Too lonely?"

"Zhou Guoping once said that loneliness and loneliness are two concepts at different levels. Loneliness is emotional. Loneliness is spiritual." Ling Rui continued, "The inner world is rich, and there is a persistent pursuit of the spirit and soul.

Only by having deep love for the world can you experience true loneliness.”

"I used to think that my heart was rich enough, that I had enough persistent pursuit of spirit and soul, and that I had enough love for the world." Ling Rui turned his head and looked at An Ge with gentle eyes, "I used to think that I was enough to be alone.

Go and travel around the world, see the wind, flowers, snow, moon, and the changes in the sea."

"But, there are some people, once you meet them, it lasts a lifetime. I want to travel around the world with her and see all the changes in the sea."

So, everyone started cheering again.

And An Ge's face turned red. Although it was not the first time that he heard Ling Rui confess his love and talk about love, it seemed that it was not the first time with so many people. But who were the staff before, now these people are all

Friends in the circle!

Burying his head in Ling Rui's hand, Ange's ears turned red and hot.

"Okay, okay." Ling Rui quickly stopped everyone from making noises, "We An Ge are already shy, so hurry up and cut. I'll go make some soup first."

After saying that, Ling Rui put some of the snails that everyone had cut into another basin, and then entered the kitchen.

When I got to the kitchen sink, I started cleaning.

"Tsk, the soup will be ready in a while. Let's start cooking again." Huang Lei looked at the time, it was half past ten, "It must be at least twelve o'clock for dinner today."

"Then it will be twelve o'clock." Ling Rui smiled, "Everyone should eat more in the morning, so you won't get hungry so quickly."

"I'm not hungry, but the smell of this soup makes me want to eat." Huang Lei shrugged.

"Peng Peng, make a fire on the stove inside. It's going to be big."

"Okay." Peng Peng responded and immediately lit a fire.

Ling Rui smiled. After washing the snails, he cut dried chili peppers, ginger slices, and peeled garlic. Then he took out a bunch of spices from the cupboard and put them aside. He put his hand into the empty pot to feel the temperature.

The pot was already hot, and a small bowl of oil was poured into the pot.

After the oil is hot, add ginger, garlic and chili and sauté until fragrant. Then add star anise, cumin, bay leaves, mushrooms and dried shrimps and continue to stir-fry until fragrant.

The smell of ginger, garlic, chili and various spices suddenly filled the whole room.

Huang Lei took a sip, his face full of intoxication, "This is really delicious when you smell it."

"Hey, Master, if you smell the fragrance now, you will feel the smell soon." Ling Rui smiled. Indeed, snails will smell fragrant when stir-fried, but if they are cooked for a long time, they will become unpleasant.

Metaphor.

"That will only happen in a while." Huang Lei shrugged, without fear, "Besides, I don't hate eating snail noodles. I just hope that you can make it more authentic."

"There is no way to be authentic. After all, we are not in Guangxi." Ling Rui laughed, stir-frying the spices in the pot, then poured in the washed snails and stir-fried.

There was a sizzling sound everywhere.

White smoke is rising everywhere.

The strong spicy flavor and fresh aroma floated into the yard along the wind.



"I'll go, it smells so good!" Wang Ou's face was full of intoxication, "This is the smell in my memory!"

"It's so fragrant, I'm drooling now!" Sun Yizhou nodded, "How can I live like this? I'm still making soup now!"

"It's okay, it will stink soon." Zhang Ruoyun said seriously.

"What Brother Yun said makes sense." Yi Yang Qianxi also nodded in agreement.

"So we have to cut it quickly!" An Ge looked at the half of the snails still in the basin and looked up to the sky speechlessly.

"Oh, it's impossible to live the life you longed for without working!" Kan Qingzi said in a very Buddhist tone, "Only by working can you have delicious food waiting for you."

"This is how life is complete."

The viewers in the live broadcast room watched Ling Rui cooking, and all of them made drooling expressions.

They seemed to be able to feel the fragrance through the screen.

"I want to eat!"

"Want to eat!"

"Picking up this pot is like a 100-meter sprint!"

"That one upstairs, don't run away! Let's stay together!"

"Then the two people upstairs got their hands burned off!"

"The two upstairs reunited at the hospital!"



Watching the snails being stir-fried, Ling Rui immediately added salt, white wine, soy sauce, chicken essence, fermented bean curd, sugar and other seasonings, and then continued to stir-fry. Of course, a lot of salt was needed because water would be added. After adding the water, the snails

It's hard to taste.

"Oh, go ahead, I can't control my saliva!" He Jiong swallowed his saliva and said helplessly, "I really want to have a taste now!"

"Teacher He, I suggest you go upstairs. The smell upstairs is small."

"I don't want it! I want to be a happy person waiting for food." He Jiong sat on the pony, looked at Ling Rui, and said, "Teacher Huang, come and sit down too."

Huang Lei smiled helplessly and sat down.

"Oh, it's really a pleasure to watch Xiao Rui cook. You see, the ingredients are used as much as they are. The seasonings are still neat after use, even on the table." Huang Lei laughed, "Xiao Rui

Definitely obsessive-compulsive."

"It's not obsessive-compulsive disorder." Ling Rui looked helplessly at the two people sitting behind him, "You two are planning to sit here?"

"Yes, let's wait until we eat." He Jiong nodded.

Ling Rui nodded, then opened the lid of the pot next to him. The soup in the pot had already boiled. Because the tube bones were stewed, the soup was milky white. When he opened it, the aroma wafted out, "Master, how long have you been cooking this?"

"It'll take half an hour."

"Okay." Ling Rui nodded, then took a large spoon and added the bone soup into the pot for frying snails until all of it was transferred into the pot for snails. Then he covered the lid and took out the bones from the outer pot, "Master

, Teacher He, would you like to have a taste?"

Peng Peng making fire:...Brother Rui, I want to eat too!


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