If you don't work hard, you have to marry the Pluto

"Could it be that if I win, he's going to hit me with a meteor hammer?"

Little Hades shook his head, his thin eyebrows furrowed into a ball: "It's even scarier than this, I can only say this, you can do it yourself."

This kid is also half a catty duck with four or two mouths, his mouth is very hard, no matter how hard and soft Song Ningyi is, he refuses to open his mouth again, before leaving, he only leaves a sentence "Potatoes are delicious", and then disappears from sight instantly like a gust of wind.

The ambiguous sentence "Jiang Yanjin is very scary" has become a concern, and the search engine of the underworld is just a decoration. Enter the three words "Jiang Yanjin" and the search results will appear:

"Sorry, no results were found, how about trying another word? o(・ω＜)o"

What else can a broken browser do besides being cute!

Song Ningyi opened the Sanzhi APP, cut the trumpet and clicked into the live broadcast room of the second Jiang Yanjin.

On the screen, Jiang Yanjin has long hair loose, a thin strand of black silk draped over his shoulders, and his face is also gentle and kind that does not match his "black heart lotus". He is holding a little Pomeranian in his arms. Da Da looked at the camera, with her snow-white body half leaning against Jiang Yanjin's arms.

A ghost asked in the barrage: "Brother Qingqiu, do you prefer dogs or cats?"

Jiang Yanjin rubbed the little plush's head, and the little plush immediately stuck out his tongue and licked his fingertips.

"I am Dog Pie. Dogs are very loyal. Cats are different. They can go with anyone who feeds them."

Jiang Yanjin tilted his head, and his bright red lips curved perfectly.

"Boring." Song Ningyi muttered, and decisively exited the studio.

On a whim, Song Ningyi opened the ranking list and looked at them one by one. After flipping through two pages, he finally saw himself at position 12, but in terms of speed of fan growth, he deservedly topped the list.

****

Before eight o'clock the next day, just like yesterday, Song Ningyi was still asleep when she was awakened by the shameless doorbell.

Opening the door, there was still that pure and ascetic face outside the door, smiling like a poisonous narcissus.

I thought that the guy who cut potatoes all day yesterday should give up, but unexpectedly he is a Xiaoqiang, and he is stubborn if he has no other skills.

Without further ado, Song Ningyi dragged out a basket of corn from the kitchen, pinched the husk at the top of the corn with both hands, and tore it vigorously. The ears of corn fell down with the corn leaves, and the two corns were stuck together, and on one of them With force, the corn kernels from the other root fell off neatly.

"Today you will practice scraping corn kernels." Song Ningyi rummaged through the boxes, pulled out a broken horse that was covered with mold from the storage room, and put it on the ground casually, "Just sit on this horse and scrape."

Jiang Yanjin looked at the broken horse that seemed to have been tempered thousands of times, raised his handsome eyebrows slightly, then bent over and raised his hand to brush off the mold on the horse, sat down gracefully, picked up a corn like Song Ningyi, and pinched the leaf end, exert force on both sides——

His movements are skillful like a crop boy who has been engaged in farming all year round, and his fashionable clothes can't hide his simple and rustic atmosphere.

To be honest, Song Ningyi admired him a little.

No matter what industry you are in, it is not all about luck that you can get ahead, you still have to be blessed by your own ability. Judging from the fact that Jiang Yanjin can peel a corn in an instant, this ghost is really terrifying. Spoon is going to participate in the God of Cooking Competition.

"Okay, just peel off the one on your hand, wash your hands, and follow me."

Perhaps for an ordinary person, ingredients such as star anise and cinnamon are very common, but for the local people who have never even seen food, they have to teach them by hand.

"This is star anise, this is aniseed, this is pepper..." Song Ningyi introduced them one by one.

He casually picked up a few prickly ash peppers and held them to Jiang Yanjin's mouth: "Come, have a taste."

Innocent as Yan Jin, but not as rigorous as his name, there is almost no doubt that he opened his mouth to bite the peppercorns and chewed them.

Jiang Yanjin: ... This kid is really avenging himself, I can be sure.

"How does it taste?" Song Ningyi looked at him with a smile, her face was harmless to humans and animals.

Jiang Yanjin swallowed the peppercorns with the determination to die, his mouth was tightly pursed, and there seemed to be tears in the corners of his eyes.

After a while, he managed to hold up his smiling face, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "My hair is numb."

Song Ningyi nodded, with his hands behind his back, nodding like an experienced master chef: "Yes, this is the characteristic of peppercorns, so I want to remind you that you must not eat by mistake when cooking in the future."

Jiang Yanjin: ...

"Cook the pot with oil, dice the onion, ginger and garlic, cut the chicken into thick slices along the texture, add light soy starch, stir evenly and marinate, then dice."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the small bowl containing onion, ginger, and garlic into Jiang Yanjin's hands: "Come on, pour these into the oil pan along the side of the pan."

As simple as Jiang Yanjin, there is still no doubt about Song Ningyi's words.

"Prickly! Crackling!" The moment Ding Mo slid into the pot, the fine oil spots still had a violent temper, jumped several meters high, and then fell on Jiang Yanjin's hands and face like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Ah~It hurts~" Jiang Yanjin covered his face, and took two steps back with tears in his eyes, "Is this really the operation, honey, don't lie to me."

Song Ningyi shook her head, sighed, and spoke earnestly like a wise man who sees through the world: "You have to know that most of the success is bought in blood, tears and sweat."

Jiang Yanjin looked at Song Ningyi with his mouth pursed, his moist eyes were as tender as autumn water, revealing a tender and tender affection.

Song Ningyi: ...

After a while, Jiang Yanjin raised his hands and rubbed his face, trying to put on a smile: "I know honey, you're right, I can't be defeated by this little setback."

After finishing speaking, he poured out the diced powder that had been fried black in the pot together with the oil, washed the pot carefully, and turned on the gas stove again.

Song Ningyi didn't know whether to say that this ghost boy was a high-level white lotus or really stupid, he couldn't see through, really couldn't see through.

After half an hour, take out of the pot and place on a plate, garnished with lemon slices.

The rich sauce is layered on the rich red, green and yellow foam, and the hot air is hovering in the sky.

"Honey, taste it, give me some pointers." Jiang Yanjin rubbed his red hands, still smiling brightly.

Song Ningyi looked at the evenly sized diced vegetables and meat on the plate, and swallowed physiologically.

It's a bit fragrant, what to do if it's swollen ==

Jiang Yanjin leaned on the dining table with his hands on his cheeks, one long leg raised up, and his toes lightly tapped the ground: "Don't save me face, just try it."

Song Ningyi scooped up a spoonful of Kung Pao Chicken and slowly put it into his mouth.

At the entrance, there is the crispness of diced cucumber, followed by the salty taste of the sauce. After spreading in the mouth, it becomes the sweetness of granulated sugar. The meat is fried with the taste of chicken thigh meat.

Jiang Yanjin looked at Song Ningyi expectantly, his dark red pupils turning slightly as he chewed.

"To be honest, it's quite... not bad." Sincerely not flattering.

"Honey, I'm so touched! I got your approval, can I hug you, just like on TV."

Jiang Yanjin clasped his hands together excitedly, and two lumps of fine powder covered his cheeks.

"No."

It is a happy thing for an apprentice to become a teacher, but Song Ningyi can't laugh at all. After all, this guy is still on the opposite side of him. He will be a PK rival in a week, and he must not lose, not only for his own face, but also It was for the cute fans who punched and kicked idiots for me in the live broadcast room at that time, so I couldn't let them down.

Song Ningyi had long forgotten Xiao Yan Wang's sentence "I must lose to Jiang Yanjin". In the remaining few days, besides teaching Jiang Yanjin absent-mindedly, he had to improve his skills quickly.

Song Ningyi never thought that one day, he would start cooking in the underworld...

What about the good-looking anchor?

****

The night before the PK, Song Ningyi suffered from insomnia.

He looked at the pitch-black ceiling, rolled on the bed a few times angrily, he didn't even have the mood to watch Chu Qiao's live broadcast, and after rolling, he was also tired and fell asleep.

There was a faint rustling sound in the kitchen.

Song Ningyi, who had just closed his eyelids, was awakened by the slight noise. He sat up abruptly, and went to the kitchen to check the situation with two dark circles under his eyes.

Don't forget to pick up a baseball bat before entering the gate.

He held his breath, and slowly touched the chandelier switch with his fingers——

With a sound of "click", the moment the light came on, a black shadow flashed past and rushed out along Song Ningyi's feet.

Song Ningyi: Hey, T_T is a rat, I'm not clean anymore, it must be Jiang Yanjin who brought it on.

Tormented by this uninvited mouse, Song Ningyi lost all drowsiness at all, and stayed up until seven o'clock in the morning with his eyes wide open. Finally, he was no match for the high-risk reminder that "If you don't sleep, you will die suddenly" from your body, he I closed my eyes in pain...

Compared with the PK battle with the alpaca last time, the PK with Jiang Yanjin this time is not a splash. Song Ningyi is even more suspicious that the PK with the alpaca was planned by Pluto to make money. After all, this PK was initiated by the opponent's fans With unexpected activities, Pluto has no time to hype.

Otherwise, how can a mere alpaca be less topical than the No. [-] god on the list?

However, the homepage of the Sanzhi APP still had a vote for the PK battle early in the morning.

The red bar is Song Ningyi, the blue bar is Jiang Yanjin, and the blue bar is more than three times longer than the red bar.

Unknown user: "Is this Song Ningyi a PK monster? It was him last time, is this thing addictive?"

Song Ningyi: Zhaba, if you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will catch you and make soup.

The moment the live broadcast started, countless viewers flocked into the live broadcast room. Most of them came with the attitude of watching a good show. After all, it didn't matter to them who won or lost, they just wanted to see their ridiculous faces after their fiasco.

Song Ningyi captioned it:

[It is said that no one does not love this delicacy, vote, share and leave a message three times in a row, don't do it next time, just this time. 】

There is still a need for a gimmick. After all, Jiang Yanjin has only learned such a dish of Kung Pao Chicken after practicing for a week, but compared with the fancy and fancy dish squirrel fish, which is suitable for all ages, it is at least a little bit worse in appearance.

It's decided, it's squirrel fish!

Same as last time, the PK time is one hour, and the voting system is adopted, and one account can only cast one vote.

At this time, the number of viewers in Song Ningyi's live broadcast room VS the number of viewers in Jiang Yanjin's live broadcast room was 3 VS 58.

Song Ningyi: I have seen this scene before.

The start was unfavorable, Song Ningyi had no idea, and at the same time regretted choosing the squirrel fish dish. After all, many people have "fishbone phobia", and maybe a large number of viewers will choose to quit the moment the dead fish is on the cutting board.

But, life is short, why not give it a try.

Song Ningyi took out the carp and threw it on the cutting board——

Um?What about the knife?

He hurried to the kitchen, and there was only a lone rolling pin left on the knife holder with all the props.

He snorted and ran to the living room to grab the fruit plate, WTF? !What's the situation, the fruit knife also ran away with long legs?

If it wasn't haunted, Song Ningyi didn't know how to explain the strange phenomenon that all the knives disappeared overnight.

But how to shave fish bones without a knife, how to cut side dishes?How... win? ? ?

[Guigui can't afford to lose]: "What's the matter with the anchor? It's the beginning, so stupid."

[Black long johns]: "??? Is this going to abstain directly?"

Song Ningyi was still looking for the knife, after all, it was over for Little Hades to go to the world to buy a knife and come back to PK.

[Farmer's Three Punches]: "Ah, it's so annoying, what are you doing?"

For a moment, the bullet screen on the lower left kept reminding that there was a ghost and quit the live broadcast room, but Jiang Yanjin's side was smooth sailing. His brilliant knife skills attracted a large number of new viewers. The number of fans instantly increased by tens of thousands, and votes were also early In terms of arrangement, it overtook Song Ningyi by tens of thousands of votes.

[Chuqiao's girlfriend fan]: "Yiyi, are you okay, what are you looking for?"

Almost the whole room was turned upside down by him, but the knife was never seen.

It's strange, no one came over yesterday, why did the knife disappear?

Song Ningyi took a deep breath and tried to calm down, her eyes were fixed on the screen, her brain was running fast.

But it didn't work.

The audience in the live broadcast room didn't buy it. Although they didn't vote for it, they regarded themselves as the uncle who condescended to come to the live broadcast room to inspect the situation.

[A smoke ring]: "Fuck off, you'll be done if you trick people in? What kind of crap is delicious in the world, SB"

[Very tempered]: "Are you going to live broadcast how to develop cerebral palsy?"

I don't know where these ghosts are so hostile. Maybe it's because the app of the local ghosts is taken over by such a human. Come out, this is not over, there are even ghosts killing people:

[Take medicine if you are stupid, it won’t get better if you are born~]

Song Ningyi swallowed subconsciously, rubbed her fingers over the mouse, really wanted to just interrupt the live broadcast, it was better than sitting in front of the camera stupidly.

But can you restore your dignity just by giving up like this?

No, being a deserter is the most shameful thing in the world.

Suddenly, a sentence popped into my mind.

"What's the best food you've ever eaten."