Live Broadcast: My Leisurely Life In Changbai Mountain

You have to leave some for them. It's rare for a human being to have a whole family like you.

"That's good, Coco, did you hear me? Then go to Brother Nan's house. If there is no meat to eat, just cry and ask Brother Nan to cook it for you."

Coco's mother evilly encouraged Coco, making everyone burst into laughter.

Finally, after making jokes for a while, Chen Nan started cooking.

Dahei is not here today and he doesn't know where he ran. Zhang Chuchu squatted at the mouth of the fire, and under Chen Nan's guidance, stuffed dry firewood into it bit by bit.

"Brother Nan, why don't you use natural gas or coal gas? Otherwise, an induction cooker is better. Burning wood is too inconvenient."

And it also affects the environment.

However, Zhang Chuchu was smart enough not to say the following words.

After all, we live in rural areas, and most people in rural areas burn dry firewood.

And the impact on the environment is never caused by the 983 dry firewood burned by rural people, but more caused by illegal chemical companies and mining companies, and various illegal shootings and littering.

Chen Nan understood the implication of Zhang Chuchu's words, but she didn't say it out loud, so Chen Nan was very grateful.

Otherwise, there will be a rhythm in the live broadcast room again.

"There is a saying in our rural areas that food cooked with dry wood is the real taste of the countryside, the original flavor."

"Induction cookers and the like always lack a certain flavor when cooking."

"Don't you see that in big cities, you often see restaurants with "firewood rice" on their signs? Those restaurants rely on the smell of firewood."

Zhang Chuchu frowned and thought carefully.

"Then I'm going to taste it later to see if it's any different from the food cooked at home.

Zhang Chuchu is a city kid who has never (accg) eaten firewood rice, so naturally he doesn’t understand why firewood rice is so popular.

Why does Chen Nan have to endure the pungent smell of smoke and work in this primitive kitchen even though he has the ability to choose a better cooking environment.

"Don't worry, I won't let you down."

Chen Nan said with confidence.

After about twenty minutes, Chen Nan's meal was ready. Four dishes, one soup and five dishes were placed on the big table.

Stir-fried bacon with bamboo shoots, braised duck assortment of cold vegetables, stir-fried wild boar with sour pepper, stir-fried vegetables, and pheasant soup.

The five dishes were placed in front of them, and they were so fragrant that everyone could not help but drool.

"Wow, it really smells good."

"Xiao Chen's craftsmanship is very good."

Zhang Fengran took a bite of fried bacon with bamboo shoots and praised it.

Chen Nan smiled. Zhang Chuchu also took a bite of fried green vegetables and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Is this what firewood rice tastes like? I've been to other firewood rice restaurants before and it didn't seem to taste as good as this one.

"But these meals taste really good, and there seems to be a faint fragrance of wood."

Zhang Chuchu exclaimed, and started eating without any politeness with the chopsticks in his hand.

Zhang Fengran was no longer polite. Although the two of them maintained etiquette and did not go too far, their actions could still be seen to be a bit eager.

Chen Nan watched them eat with a smile on his face. While letting them eat well, he looked at the food on his table with satisfaction.

It seems that my craftsmanship is still very good.

"Brother Nan, please be a human being. You don't turn off the live broadcast when eating. Do you still care about us people?"

"I guess he doesn't care? Do you think he can still remember us?"

"Oh my God, fried bacon with bamboo shoots is my favorite. When I went back to my hometown, my grandma would always make this dish for me. I haven't had it in several years."

"Me too, I love braised pork, but I love braised pork made by my mother."

"Looking at it, I really want to eat it. I'm going to find a restaurant that serves firewood rice. The taste may not be that good, but it will satisfy my craving."

"The food cooked by Brother Nan looks delicious and delicious. Oh my God, even if Brother Nan can no longer do live broadcasts, he can still open a restaurant."

"Brother Nan is welcome to open a restaurant in Shanghai, and I will go there every day to support him.

"If you go to any magical city, come to the imperial capital. This is the emperor's feet. Only by opening a restaurant can you make money."

"No, no, no, your suggestions are not good. If you ask me, it is best to come to Jiangsu and Zhejiang. The traffic here is not as exaggerated as the Magic City and the Imperial City, and there is a lot of traffic here. Brother Nan can open a restaurant here and it will be prosperous. .”

For more than half an hour while Chen Nan and Zhang Fengran and Zhang Chuchu were eating, the audience in the live broadcast room was arguing for half an hour.

In the end, there was no quarrel. After all, Chen Nan might not open a restaurant, so no matter how much speculation he made, it would be in vain.

Since they didn't drink, they ate quickly.

After eating, Chen Nan packed up things habitually, and Zhang Chuchu also stood up to help clear away the dishes.

Accidentally, the two people's fingers touched together. Zhang Chuchu retracted his hand instantly, lowered his head and said nothing.

Chen Nan felt vaguely embarrassed, pretended that nothing happened, packed up the dishes and sent them to the kitchen. .