Popular Science is Weird: Do You Call This a Learning Anchor? !

　　 "Senior! I'm back!"

　　 It was almost twelve o'clock at noon, and Yu Xinning came back out of breath.

　　 is a small bread with a super large fish tank.

　　 "Huh, senior, I'm hungry, when do you cook?"

　　 she asked the little shark who leaped on her arms.

　　 "Immediately, brothers, that will be the end of reading the comments this time. I will bring you live cooking immediately. Let’s take a rest."

　　 Lin Mu Ge first moved the big fish tank into his house and placed it on the second floor, and then greeted Manager Xu outside.

　　 "Mr. Lin, this is a worker who specializes in making the swimming pool for us. Now we are doing it...I guess it will be done tonight."

　　 Manager Xu shuddered.

　　 It was quite hot in November in Nancheng, but Lin Muge’s house is really cold and the garden is still in the shade, which can really improve efficiency for the workers.

　　 "Okay, half of the garden is made into a swimming pool, and then it is about 1.5 meters deep."

　　 Lin Mu Ge briefly explained a few words.

　　 "Okay, then everyone should hurry up and work hard, try to end early and rest early!"

　　 Manager Xu clapped his hands and said.

　　 "By the way, have you all eaten? I happen to be cooking later."

　　 "I ate and ate, I ate, ate all, ate all."

　　 When Lin Muge wanted to invite him in, Manager Xu quickly shook his head and waved his hands and said in a panic.

　　 "Sure, you can come in anytime if you want to drink water."

　　 Lin Mu Ge scratched his head, but did not close the door.

　　 How could the manager Xu be in the same way as a salesperson? It's not the first time I have met.

　　 "When I finish the live broadcast, I will put the sea ball in this fish tank."

　　 Lin Mupi took out six dried water polo **** from a bag.

　　 "They are not dead, they can live for at least a week in this form, and they can still shine after soaking in water for a few hours tonight."

　　 "Of course, you have to soak for a while before frying, and then squeeze the water inside."

　　 He took out three and put them in the bathroom bathtub.

　　 "Remember that I taught you food psychology when I was frying spider silk?"

　　 "These little sea **** are now desperate. They feel that they are bound to die. They are powerless and can only survive."

　　 "Then I will put it in the water for a while. Although it is fresh water, this little guy will instantly rekindle hope and feel that he can do it again."

　　 "Wait then put them in the oil pan, let it die in hope, the taste is the best!"

　　 Lin Mu Ge said with a thumbs up.

　　 ""Food Psychology""

　　 "Woo my sea ball..."

　　 "Slimes are so cute, how can they eat slimes! [Dog head]"

　　 ""Let it die in hope""

""foodie""

　　 "Does pigeons and pigeons have a meal so particular..."

　　 At this time, the number of people in the live broadcast room has stabilized at around 1.6 million.

　　 It should be the first time to see Lin Muge cooking.

　　 "Today, let me deal with this octopus brother's beautiful legs."

　　 Lin Mu Ge opened his large double-door refrigerator.

　　 Brother Octopus’s legs have been cut into several sections and barely placed in the refrigerator.

　　 "This leg is white and tender, and the meat is slippery. The top leg control benefits belong to it."

　　 He cut three pieces of slap-sized meat and showed it to the camera, it was crystal clear.

The lines on 　　 are also very clear under his high-definition camera.

　　 "The meat of brother octopus is the same as the meat of normal octopus."

　　 "These two iron plates are directly burned, and this one is chopped into small octopus balls."

　　 "Then this murloc will have to deal with it while I am cooking."

　　 Lin Mupi pulled San Qianshou down.

　　 "One of them has been processed, and this one is left now. After thinking about it, I still think that I will give Qianshou a chance to exercise."

　　 He demonstrated a little bit how to pull out the murloc's fangs and give high fives with three thousand hands in turn to show encouragement, and then fixed the camera to the side.

　　 The kitchen in the villa is equivalent to the bedroom in his former small house.

　　 there are all kinds of utensils and so on. All kinds of seasonings were prepared by Xu Tianqi before he came yesterday, enough for food psychologists like Lin Muge to play.

　　 "Woo, I want Senju too..."

　　 ""Leg Control Welfare""

　　 ""Left Thinking, Right Thinking""

　　 "Senjue: I think you are the one who needs exercise"

　　 "So is it really the way of ordinary octopus meat..."

　　 "Wait...that meat..."

　　 "That meat seems to be jumping..."

　　 Under the camera, the three pieces of octopus meat turned back and forth and jumped...

　　 "Pour the oil first, then put the meat in."

　　 Lin Mupi looked like he had eyes in the back of his head, with his left hand inverted and his right hand slapped and grabbed the meat he wanted to run.

　　 "Stab!"

　　 The meat jumped up as soon as it touched the iron plate.

　　 Then he snapped another shot by Lin Muge.

　　 "There is no skill or need to pay attention to this, just normal ironwork."

　　 "The taste is no different from normal octopus, except that it has a lot of meat and tastes delicious."

　　 The meat jumped repeatedly.

　　 He repeatedly filmed, the whole process was familiar with the road, completely predicting the prediction of meat.

　　 "Look, this octopus meat is still moving desperately before dying. It is moving. To be honest, I am a little touched. Oh, what a good meat, tears."

　　 Lin Mu Ge wiped his saliva, then poured some chili powder, "I personally like to eat chili."

　　 "If there is a little skill in making this dish, it is that every time you shoot him, don't use too much force. Give it a feeling that I can break through the defense and regain my freedom. This feeling is called hope."

　　 "And when it rolls on its own, it can also ensure that both sides are not focussed, and exercise can make its taste stronger."

　　 He pinched his waist and looked at the camera and said.

　　 With Lin Muge's final blow, the octopus meat cannot get up again on the iron plate.

　　 "It is normal for the meat to move in a pigeon house."

　　 "Why...up looks so calm..."

　　 ""Ordinary Octopus""

　　 "Music teacher, here is a flower of hope [dog head]"

　　 "As long as... as long as you can reach that place..."

　　 ""Still working hard before I die""

　　 "Tears flowed from the corners of the mouth, unsatisfactory."

　　 "Tear eyes, even octopus meat is in motion, what are you waiting for?"

　　 Watching a plate of fresh octopus meat comes out, the barrage has been occupied by an ellipsis.

　　 Most of the new fans have not experienced the baptism of the three views of spider silk.

　　 Just a piece of ordinary meat is no longer acceptable.

　　 "This meat is just ordinary meat. There are some terminal nerves in it that are not dead, and they are afraid of heat. Therefore, they are very active when they enter the pan. It is similar to that of centipedes, common sense."

　　 He opened the refrigerator and put the freshly made meat in it.

　　 "Lemon can't be eaten hot, she can enjoy it after letting it dry for a while."

　　 "This fish is also normal fish. By the way, I will show you Senshou."

　　 Lin Mu Ge took the camera and pointed it at San Qian.

　　 The three who were very lazy just now immediately became refreshed in front of the camera.

　　 "Look, they were pierced, but there was no blood, no feeling, no pain or itching."

　　 "So although Qianshou grows like a human hand, it is essentially just a plant."

　　 After another thousand hands, Lin Muge skillfully processed the other two octopus meat.

　　 Fish meat is also made into fish balls.

　　 "Brothers, I won't do sea polo today."

　　 Lin Shepherd hesitated with Haiqiu, who seemed to have regained his vitality in the water, "To be honest, I can't eat it anymore. I will have another meal with the scales of the mermaid next time."

　　 "Pome no mercy"

　　 ""I can't eat anymore""

　　 "The sea ball: escaped a catastrophe"

　　 "I feel that the sea **** are also good."

　　 "The sea ball can also be placed in the swimming pool with Xiao Shiyi."

　　 "No, the sea ball can't."

　　 Lin Mu Ge glanced at the barrage.

　　 "Pick one needs fresh water, and the sea ball needs salt water. It will starve to death in the fresh water."

　　 He took the camera down.

　　 A simple live broadcast of food also made new fans realize the daily style of Lin Muge's "daily live broadcast".

　　 "Well, brothers, today's live broadcast is over here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I plan to distribute these fish **** to the neighbors."

　　 "By the way, let me tell you one last thing... sad news, those supernatural dolls in my family... I went out to experience myself."

　　 "Some friends from Nancheng found dilapidated dolls on the side of the road, remember to take care of them for me."

　　 "Of course, friends who are not in Nancheng need not be sad."

　　 "Those dolls have so many magical powers, maybe they will go to other cities."

　　 "Also, everyone in the live broadcast room can contact me! It’s easy to join the Spiritual Resources Office now!"

　　...

　　...

　　 "Mom, brother is watching this person's live broadcast again!"

　　 On the train going to the magic city in Nancheng, a little girl hugged her mouth and said that she was sewn with black thread by a beautiful sheep doll.

　　 "...Sister, where did your doll... come from?"

　　 The little boy next door looked at this beautiful goat, and then remembered what Lin Muge said just now, and silently swallowed his mouth.

　　 "The day before yesterday, I exchanged a beer bottle for the old man who collects scraps. Your little girl is so kind, and this baby needs it."

"but……"

　　 Under the shocked eyes of the little boy, the beautiful goat in his sister's arms turned her head slowly, stretched out her hand and made a silent gesture on her sewed mouth.

　　 "Boom rumbling..."

　　 The train drove into the tunnel, and after a few seconds, everything seemed to have never happened.

　　 "Huh! In my dream yesterday, she helped me fight monsters!"

　　 The little girl pouted and hugged the beautiful sheep, her face showing a little child's show off.

　　 And on the corners of Mei Yang Yang's mouth that was sewn on, there was also a smile on her face.

　　 A ribbon with emotion and warm smile.