Fast time travel to abuse scum: the female supporting role is disobedient

Chapter 224 Miss Eater 09
Jiang Quan, who claimed to be a boy who was growing up, saw a variety of food during lunch, and only ate a little dessert made by Jing Lan, and did not move anything else.

He also brought into play the spirit of the younger generation and actively shared the meals.

Provoked everyone blowing praise.

But when they ate the dishes, they all fell silent for a while, and then chose Jing Lan's dessert.

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Today's meal did not touch Jing Lan's hands.

The butler said that as long as Jing Lan made a dessert, it would be fine.

Therefore, the master proudly said to Jing Lan: "Ginger is still old and spicy!"

The master's apprentices also looked proudly at this woman who wanted to replace their master.

bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
The cart was pushed in.

The master sat on the seat steadily, commanding the young apprentice: "Go and pick up the things."

The little apprentice responded happily, "Okay! So, some people don't have the strength, so don't take them into their hands."

"I don't even let you cook today, oh, that's so embarrassing."

Jing Lan raised her head and stopped, "Are you talking about me?"

".No, we're talking about those people who have no skills but insist on joining them. The conditions of the master's family are indeed very good. But, this is not the reason for taking advantage of the kindness of the master's family to do these things, right?"

Jing Lan: "You're talking about me." She stood up, "I was invited by the second young master to cook home-cooked food for Mrs. Jiang. I'm not actually a chef, so I shouldn't have any conflict of interest with you."

"You said there was no such thing?"

Someone teased the little apprentice, "Stop talking"

He pointed to the meals on the trolley, and there was a lot left today.

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There was an odd silence.

"Okay, you said your cooking is delicious, right?" The master chef said, "Don't say I didn't give you a chance, you cook this afternoon's meal."

Jing Lan: ".? I didn't say."

"Let's go! Let's see what tricks you can do," the master waved his arms, and all his apprentices left with him.

One of them, a bald man, touched his head, hesitated for a while, and then followed out.

Jing Lan opened her mouth: "Big—" Master, before the two of them could say anything, the group of people had already left in a hurry.

It seemed that Jing Lan hadn't heard the call at all.

Jing Lan rubbed her brows, she made an internal call to the butler, who said oh oh oh, you can handle this matter yourself.Do whatever you want in the afternoon.

After thinking about the [-] yuan salary and the invisible benefits of the job, Jing Lan swallowed her words and said, "Okay."

Since she can cook casually, Jing Lan also decided to "casually" cook a light meal.

Tempting white-cut chicken, stuffed tofu, and eight-cut knives appeared in her mind.
These dishes are mainly based on the taste of the ingredients themselves, and require very few auxiliary ingredients.

And Jing Lan just saw that the master bought a chicken that was about six months old. It looked white and tender, and it was most suitable for making white-cut chicken.

Jing Lan suddenly remembered the audience who had been advising Jing Lan to do more cooking live broadcasts in the barrage yesterday. She turned on the live broadcast and made sure that everything except her place was virtualized, and then conducted the second live broadcast.

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Xiaowei is a person suffering from anorexia.

He has been surviving on nutrient solution these past few days.

He has always envied those who can eat whatever they want.Because he still remembers how happy he was when he ate something delicious.

But now, he couldn't eat anymore.As soon as those things came into his mouth, even though he really wanted to eat them, he would spit them out due to conditioned reflex.

His mother didn't understand his illness, but felt that Xiaowei loved wasting food.Even before, Xiaowei would be forced to eat.

However, in this way, Xiaowei didn't like to eat even more.

Now, Xiaowei is lying on the hospital bed, smelling the sweet-scented osmanthus outside, he suddenly thinks of the sweet-scented osmanthus cakes he ate before.

So, Xiaowei turned on the platform where he often watched live broadcasts. Coincidentally, the first live broadcast room he saw was [Be a dick with nothing to do]

The name made him smile knowingly, and then clicked in.

At first glance, I saw a naked chicken doing hot water spa.There is a cool voice next to it explaining: "The most important step in making white-cut chicken. If it takes a long time, the chicken will burn easily."

While talking, that chubby hand has already completed three spa treatments.

Just for a while, Xiaowei did not cause a psychological nausea, but aroused a little interest, so he continued to read.

And the barrage is also very friendly, they are all introducing to newcomers what this anchor does.

In fact, she is not a complete eater, but more like a cook who shares her life.

But the dishes she cooked, or the whole atmosphere, made people feel recognized.

There is a homely atmosphere, so most people like this anchor's live broadcast.

Seeing this, Xiaowei nodded in agreement.

He just unconsciously clicked in and looked in.

It was also in this live broadcast room that Xiaowei suddenly had hope that maybe his anorexia could really get better, no, just remission.

It's not that he hasn't watched the live broadcast, but most of those eating and broadcasting are unacceptable.

Most of them are fake.

After Xiaowei knew that those food broadcasts were all edited versions, he never wanted to watch them again.

At this time, watching Jing Lan's video, he involuntarily clicked a follow.

He even posted a barrage asking: Does the anchor update videos every day?

Those old fans enthusiastically replied: Don't worry, the anchor is very punctual.

"?" Xiaowei thought to himself, what kind of answer is this?
He still wanted to ask, but then his mind was attracted by the plate of white-cut chicken that looked plump and tender.

Forgot to speak.

At this time, this white chicken has already reached the final step: arranging the plate.

The chicken nuggets were cut into equal sizes and placed on the plate completely.

A sentence floated across the barrage: The obsessive-compulsive disorder has been greatly satisfied.

The rest said: The white rice has been arranged, and the anchor will eat it, and then eat it.

Obviously, they are already very experienced.

Xiaowei was naturally unprepared, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously.

I felt like I wanted to eat something.

This feeling was too strong, Xiaowei immediately ordered a takeaway, and then stared at the video closely, hoping to rely on this video to let him eat.

But to his, no, to their disappointment, the host said: "This is the end of today's live broadcast. Let's do the live broadcast tomorrow."

Several bullet screens floated across: Are you human, anchor?

I don't know whether your ingredients are human, anchor, but you are really a dog.You agreed to eat and broadcast anchors, you have shown us loneliness.

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Then I just found out that I was on the list, and I got off again. Ouch, it hurts.

(End of this chapter)