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

"Wake up! Wake up! The sun is shining!"

Noisy voices sounded overhead.

Song Ningyi turned over and slowly opened her eyes——

"Liar, where does the sun come from here?" Song Ningyi yawned and sat up slowly.

Little Hades is holding colorful plastic bags in both hands, like a poor child who has shouldered the burden of the family early:

"It's 06:30, get ready for the live broadcast soon, I've bought the food."

Song Ningyi washed up a bit, and looked through the ingredients brought by Yama's brother.

"I bought large conger eels, eggs, clams, and condiments as you said."

Song Ningyi opened the live broadcast room and typed the title:

[The killer of the deep sea in the world-conger eel, it sells for more than 100 catties. Is it really so delicious? 】

A few ghosts came in one after another to find out.

In the video, a man who doesn't look like ghosts is standing in front of the screen, his thin waist is wrapped in a pink apron, and only two fair arms are exposed under the short sleeves.

Viewers: 72

"Hello everyone in front of the screen, I am Song Ningyi, the rabbit-head terminator who died not long ago, and today I want to share with you a delicacy in the world—eel rice."

The thick and long eel rolled its eyes and was lifted up to the screen.

[Kang Shuaifu's loyal fanboy]: "It's so cruel QAQ."

"The first step, we have to deal with this eel." Song Ningyi took the kettle that the toolman Little Yama had boiled, poured boiling water into the basin, and then threw the eel into it.

White mucus instantly appeared on the eel's body.

"There is a lot of smooth mucus on the body surface of the eel. These mucus have a strong fishy smell. After being scalded, the mucus on the body surface needs to be scraped off with a knife."

[Hell's Angel Wang Baoqiang]: "The anchor's voice is really nice."

Viewers: 188

"Scrape off the mucus, clean the fish, then cut open the belly and take out the internal organs."

The gleaming knife mercilessly plunged into the eel's abdomen, and the colorful viscera rushed out in an instant.

"It's all an illusion" exited the live broadcast room;

"Kang Shuaifu's loyal fan brother" withdrew from the live broadcast room;

"This step is very bloody. The scared Bao Beier can hand it over to the stall owner."

[Orange Orange]: "It's so disgusting, I vomited, please come on."

"Orange Orange" withdrew from the live broadcast room.

[Little wife of the alpaca's family]: "Why is this kind of thing being broadcast, @考管, hurry up and seal the room!"

These underworld residents have never stepped out of the underworld since they were young. Few of them know the delicious food in the world, and even a handful of them know how to make it. Therefore, when faced with the normal cleaning of ingredients in the world, their fragile little hearts still can't stand it.

[Smash it to pieces]: "Fucking me... Kouqu, @考管, are you coming or not, don't pretend to be dead."

In the bullet-screen box in the lower left corner, the words @兵管 keep popping up. Song Ningyi casually glanced at it, lamenting that cynics really do not distinguish between national boundaries and yin and yang.

[Ho Ho Ho]: "I think this person is here to satirize us. We bomb them human beings on weekdays. They are unbalanced in their hearts and disgust us after they die."

Song Ningyi picked up the kitchen knife, weighed it in his hand, raised his head, and slightly raised the corners of his lips towards the camera:

"There is a classic saying in our world, yes, I don't like the upper left corner."

With a sound of "bang dang", the hand raised the knife and fell, and the eel was instantly torn apart, and the body parts were thrown into the bowl and marinated with condiments.

System prompt: Supervisor 007 has entered the live broadcast room, please do not broadcast bloody violence or slander the content of the underworld~

The inspector was at home trying to hold down his disobedient dog and throw it into the bathing pool, but was repeatedly frantic by a bunch of ass @, the reminder sound kept going, and when he got up to check the situation, the dog slipped and barked Slip out of the bathroom.

Enter the live broadcast room to see——

Bloody violence?That's it?What kind of wolf with a big tail is a thousand-year-old fox pretending to be?Have you stopped doing murder and punishing your heart?Seeing that the eel started pretending to be a virgin again, and the dog that I had spent so much effort to catch ran away again, damn it!This group of SBs!

[Guan Guan 007]: "Please go back to the homepage and read the identification scope of bloody violence in detail. Please don't @Xun Guan harass and cause trouble at will, otherwise it will be banned, thank you."

Song Ningyi spread his hands towards the camera, raised his eyebrows, and showed a little satisfaction in his small expression.

And those who uttered wild words just now, how could they not know that they were deliberately finding fault at the beginning, so they had to say "Hmph, I'm too lazy to talk to you", and then exited the live broadcast room without dignity.

While marinating the eel, Song Ningyi was not idle, cooked the rice, cleaned the clams, beat the eggs clockwise into the bowl, added half of the hot water, put the clams in, wrapped the mouth of the bowl with plastic wrap and tied a few Small eyes, steamed in a pan.

The number of viewers at this time: 588

New attention: +2

[Ghost doesn't understand]: "What kind of taste is it, is it delicious like Shuaifu Kang?"

Song Ningyi smiled, the corner of her mouth was full of sunshine: "Each has its own advantages."

"After the eel is marinated, heat the pot and put oil in it. After the oil is [-]% hot, put the eel in and fry it slowly."

The eel slices dyed reddish-brown by the seasoning are slowly curled up in the oil pan, and then turned to a low heat, and the green onion flowers are sprinkled all over the body like a goddess.

At this time, the clam steamed eggs are also smoky, and when the rice cooker is turned on, the thick rice aroma blows over.

Song Ningyi sat in front of the camera, setting up the dishes:

"Sauce sauce~! Eel rice, clam steamed egg, you're done!"

[Shoehorn face]: "hhhhh the anchor is so cute, I paid attention."

"Now let me taste it." Song Ningyi picked up a piece of eel with chopsticks and smashed it in front of the screen, "I hope the car doesn't overturn."

After taking a bite, the soft fish meat mixed with the aroma of sake exploded in the mouth, and the taste layered up, paired with the plump and moist rice, and the smooth and delicious steamed egg ~ a satisfying one!

Little Hades sat obediently in the blind spot of the camera, his eyes almost popped out of their sockets and jumped into the bowl of eel rice.

The number of viewers at this time: 3988

Follow: +79

[Hell's Angel Wang Baoqiang]: "I'm not human, I'm sorry, let me try!"

[Chu Qiao's girlfriend fan]: "Ah, what kind of fairy live broadcast is this! The anchor is so cute! And I seem to smell the fragrance?"

"Ghosts don't understand" sends out a ticket to hell.

"Chu Qiao's Girlfriend Fan" gave out ten rounds of hell tickets.

"So that's all today's content. I will record today's live broadcast content and loop it endlessly in the live broadcast room. Bao Beier who likes me can pay attention~ I will wait for you at the same time tomorrow!"

Follow: +177

The moment the live broadcast was disconnected, a black shadow hit the side like a bullet.

The little Hades could no longer control his saliva, and his chest was wet. He picked up the chopsticks and quickly put the eel from the pot on the rice, pushed Song Ningyi away, opened his mouth wide, and said, The eel rice went into the stomach.

"Today's live broadcast has gained three hundred and four followers, and the tipping income is 29 yuan." Song Ningyi counted on his fingers and told Hades.

Little Yama's mouth was full of eel rice, and he had no time to pay attention to him.

"How do you know how to eat? Let me ask you, at this rate, will I ever get a basic salary of [-]?"

Yan Wang ate happily, and without thinking about it, he said nonsense: "Yes, yes, yes!"

"Who is that person named Chu Qiao on the first list?"

"It's me..." Xiao Yan Wang stopped suddenly, and looked at Song Ningyi vigilantly, "I won't tell you, he won't let me."

"Oh, what's your name, I don't know your name yet."

"Call me Your Highness."

Song Ningyi: "Then can you call me Emperor Father?"

Yama: "Your salary is gone."

After eating and drinking, Yan Wang's brother rubbed his round belly: "In the underworld, everyone calls me Your Highness, but considering that you are not an employee here, I will tell you with mercy, my name is Liang Yuqing, and my nickname is Xiaoxiao. steamed stuffed bun."

"Then I'll call you Little Baozi from now on."

Yan Wang: "Your bonus is gone."

****

The little bun, Yan Wang patted his buttocks and left after eating and drinking, leaving a mess waiting for Song Ningyi to clean up.

In fact, the underworld is not as scary as in the legends. Although it is true that the oil pan is pouring, the King of Hades seems to be a reasonable person, and he is also a full-fledged foodie.

But, is there really a future in eating and broadcasting in the underworld?

Even Song Ningyi, a small fan fan, can't guarantee this problem.

After washing and scrubbing, it was eleven o'clock at night without knowing it. After taking a shower, Song Ningyi fell headlong on the bed and took out her mobile phone.

As usual, he usually looks for a movie to watch after the broadcast, and then goes to sleep, but today, even if he searched all the video apps in his phone, he couldn't find a suitable movie.

Song Ningyi cried violently in her heart: I don't want to see two three-eyed monsters fall in love TmT, and have to vomit two meters high after eating overnight.

But a day isn't complete without something to watch.

He simply turned on the Sanzhi live broadcast again, trying to find the live broadcast of the fair-skinned and beautiful big X ghost, no matter how bad it was, he had to look like a human being.

Just flipping through the pages, this reckless hand opened the top-ranked live broadcast room again.

This time the background was changed to the bed, and there was an exquisite water light placed on the bedside table next to it. The soft light hit the two fair and slender hands, which held a book, and their fingertips brushed when turning the pages. The pages of the book made a slight rustling sound.

His wife likes this hand so much, she can only silently pray that the owner of this beautiful hand doesn't have three eyes or a bull-faced face.

The barrage flew over a prompt:

The anchor "Song Ningyi" entered the live broadcast room, welcome with flowers~

Song Ningyi was stunned, why did the live broadcast platform have a special reminder for an anchor.

[Chu Qiao's girlfriend fan]: "Oh! The chefs are ecstatic!"

[Don't hug me tightly]: "Is that the food and broadcast anchor just now? Qiaoqiao is here to work!"

The pair of beautiful hands on the screen paused and closed the book.

Qingyun's magnetic voice comes out through the speaker:

"Welcome Song Ningyi, newbies, come on."

Chu Qiao's voice is indescribably beautiful, with gentleness everywhere, such hands, coupled with such a voice, what more could I ask for!

[Song Ningyi]: "I'm sorry to drop by, I hope I didn't disturb you."

The mouth is so polite, but in fact it is in the heart: quickly show the positive face and let me be healthy!

A chuckle rubbed against his ear: "It's my honor for you to come, thank you very much."

The beautiful hand on the screen suddenly reached out to the camera, and then the screen turned, and half of her body appeared.

The snow-white shirt wraps around the lean and thin waist, and the slightly open neckline on the chest reveals a large area of ​​smooth and delicate skin. When the orange light is turned on, it seems to be coated with a layer of warm golden light.

The fingers with well-articulated bones were lightly crossed on the abdomen, and the fingertips rubbed the back of the hand without any trace.

"Everyone, it's getting late, and today we may have to download the broadcast early."

[Hell's Beloved Cat and Maotou]: "Whoa, okay, when will the anchor Da Da start broadcasting tomorrow?"

The host let out a chuckle: "It will be very busy these days, and it may not be broadcast for the time being. If it is going to be broadcast, I will notify in the group in advance."

Song Ningyi looked at the hand on the screen and slowly reached out to the camera to turn off the live broadcast. After thinking about it, she sent a message:

"If it doesn't air tomorrow, be careful not to lose the number one spot on the list."

Song Ningyi didn't care about being number one on the list, she just wanted to see those hands again tomorrow. Although her tone was half-joking, she still couldn't help getting herself into trouble in the live broadcast room.

[Mouse Tail Juice]: "Where does the wild little transparent have such a big tone."

[Salted fish doesn't want to turn over]: "Ah, oh, let's fight!"

The barrage exploded in an instant, completely blocking the screen. The fans had a clear division of labor, one part was responsible for mocking and insulting Song Ningyi, and the other part was responsible for comforting their beloved anchor Da Da.

[Crispy]: "Come, come, let's go to the room of this great anchor who speaks louder than his skills."

Chu Qiao still just laughed, perhaps as the number one on the list, she had long been used to his outrageous words, so she was not affected by this provocative statement:

"Then, everyone go to bed early, good night."

After that, the live signal was disconnected.

Song Ningyi silently turned off the phone and threw it aside.

I closed my eyes and wanted to sleep, but those thin, white and shiny hands were always lingering in my mind, so that I had hallucinations.

Those hands walked gently on his skin, and the delicate fingertips slowly slid down to the lower abdomen.

Song Ningyi took a deep breath and covered herself with a quilt.

sleep!Beauty matters!

****

"Heaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat~" the BGM of disqualified in the world changed its tone, exuding a strange atmosphere lingering in his ears.

Song Ningyi woke up with a jerk, only to feel the darkness in front of her.

A face comparable to Gollum from Lord of the Rings appeared in front of him, looking at him with a sinister smile.

The author has something to say: When I was coding this chapter, I kept repeating a sentence in my mind:

“为什么我的外卖还没到？？？？”感谢在2021-01-1900:56:49~2021-01-2018:48:05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 Wenge Qiwu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!