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353. Thinking

In fact, the choreography of the dance "Mang Zhong" is indeed very stylish, and if you can dance it well, you will be very brilliant, but if you can't dance it well, it will be very embarrassing.

Finally, after the girls’ group also finished dancing, that was the end of the day.

Only then did everyone feel that their stomachs seemed less full.

Ling Rui looked at everyone's expressions and shook his head helplessly. However, even he himself had eaten a little too much. It seemed that he would only eat a little white porridge tomorrow, with some pickled mustard and fermented bean curd. No more.

"Okay, go to sleep."

Due to the large number of people coming, there was no room to sleep in the room upstairs, so several of the boys had to make beds on the floor. However, the girls did not have to.

When walking upstairs, Li Na whispered to An Ge again.

Ling Rui was helpless because Huang Lei and He Jiong were also discussing the cooking competition.

"Xiao Rui, when do you think it's better to announce this?" Huang Lei asked Ling Rui, "Do you want to announce it directly during the live broadcast?"

"Just announce it during the live broadcast. Netizens are powerful and will bring up the topic. By then, I believe it won't be popular unless it becomes popular." Ling Rui thought for a while and said, "However, the quota must be limited."

"That's for sure. You can't just come and say that he wants to participate." He Jiong smiled, "Don't worry, we will agree on these conditions and so on when the time comes, and they will be issued from the official blog. Of course, there will also be

The official blog accepts registration.”

Ling Rui nodded, "Yeah, okay."

"Xiao Rui, although this incident was caused by a fan's joke," He Jiong said seriously, "but once this competition is set up and registration is accepted, there is no way out."

Ling Rui looked at He Jiong and said seriously, "I know."

"It's good to know." He Jiong laughed, "As for the time, it must be set around May. By that time, we hope it will be broadcast around the same time."

Ling Rui laughed, "Yeah."

"Don't laugh, don't lose too badly." Huang Lei rolled his eyes.

"I never thought about winning." Ling Rui smiled, "When that kind of chef comes and wants to beat me, I really have no choice."

"Famous chefs don't bother to participate in this kind of competition we organize, so don't worry." Huang Lei said helplessly, "The ones who can stand out are at most those who have some skills but no fame, or those who have no skills and no skills.

Famous."

"Fame and wealth are so touching." He Jiong smiled and answered, "Of course, what can touch people's hearts can also turn into our ratings."

"Hahaha."

"When the time comes, you go back and think about your creativity. When the time comes for the competition, it will be different from the big pot rice we eat now. You have to pay attention not only to the taste, but also to whether it looks good or not."

"Master, do you think the food I cook doesn't look good?"

"No, no, no, it looks good in a big pot."

Ling Rui nodded, expressing understanding.

"Okay, okay, hurry up and wash up, go to bed, and sleep in tomorrow. Don't get up too early."



Ling Rui, who was lying on the bed, thought about the current situation. To be honest, there was really nothing to worry about, but it was really time to find some more "high-end" recipes from the system.

Thinking of this, Ling Rui would feel strange.

This kind of high-end dish is not in the quantity, and sometimes the taste is not very good. Why on earth are people touting it? Isn’t the purpose of eating just to be full?

Food is the most important thing for the people.

This sentence is not false.

Basically, all chefs have turned to "high-end" dishes after completing their training in big pot dishes. Some, or in other words, most of them have deviated from their original intentions.

Actually this is a very scary thing.

The "gao shang" of these dishes now is different from the gao shang of hundreds of years ago. Today, many chefs understand gao shang as more Western-style.

Of course, Ling Rui also knew that this was because of Western cultural export.

Just like many people watch Marvel. It’s very interesting, but it’s a kind of cultural export.

Culturally, it seems that flower growers have not yet been able to stand up. There are many Chinese people and the market is huge. What’s more, the economy has improved, so there is no need to worry about not having a market.

With a slight sigh, Ling Rui began to search for some Chinese palace recipes in the system. Chinese people have studied food to the core, such as nice names, good looks, various seasonal details, the origins of names, and artistic conceptions.

foil.

Of course, some people say that the palace dishes in novels are always extremely simple. It is said that a certain emperor also ate simple meals.

Of course, the emperor can eat simple meals, but when he is having a banquet with his ministers, he can't just eat simple meals. Therefore, the palace cuisine is indeed very particular. The royal dishes cannot be the same as those at ordinary people's homes.

In particular, the ingredients of the dishes eaten by the royal family can be said to be famous and high-quality specialties from various places, and there is no need to worry about the cost. In addition, the royal chefs with extraordinary skills can always make dishes that put the emperor in a good mood.



The next day.

Ten o'clock.

Ling Rui just got up and washed up. He spent a long time studying the recipes last night, and everyone was sleeping in. He didn't seem to be sociable if he didn't take a nap.

After washing up, go downstairs.

Snoring sounds everywhere.

A bunch of people sleeping in the living room are still sleeping.

The jade body is lying across the ground.

All kinds of big white legs.

Big white hands.

The picture is slightly beautiful.

I walked past with a smile, entered the kitchen, and thought about it for a moment. Originally I only planned to make plain white porridge for breakfast, but now, even if it is ready, it will take until 12 o'clock, and it is lunch time, so I have to make white porridge, but

But it's not just plain porridge. Otherwise, these people would be hungry as soon as they hit the road.

Therefore, other dishes need to be paired with it.

The most filling thing is naturally meat, or in other words, high-quality protein.

Ling Rui ignored it for now, boiled the porridge in the large pot inside, and then lit the fire.

After looking at the ingredients in the refrigerator, of course, there was nothing left. There were still a lot of eggs, and with the camera recording now, he still had to go outside to buy groceries first.

So, I put on my backpack, went out, and started jogging.



It's past 10 o'clock, and the number of people in the live broadcast room naturally exceeds 10 million.

"Shock!"

"A certain star earns tens of millions a year by live broadcasting his sleep!"

"Shocked! The beautiful bodies of four young men were lying around! I don't know what happened last night."

The cameraman of the live broadcast team was also helpless. Ling Rui's side was not shot by him.



"Slow down!" The cameraman ran behind him. The picture was shaking badly. This was an anti-shake camera.



"Slow down, brother Rui!"

“The camera is so shaky!”

"It makes me dizzy!"



Ling Rui stopped and walked helplessly, looking at the green mountains and rivers and the cameraman of the live broadcast team behind him, "Why is it just you?"

"The program crew hasn't gotten up yet."


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