You said you would make games by yourself, but how did you become the richest man by doing nothing?

That video, the system seemed to have mentioned before,

was something about Liu Mengyuan's imagination, not suitable for him to know, but it was an exception for his birthday as a bonus or something.

He opened the system space and found that video.

The title of the video was: "Braised Yellow Croaker Cooking Guide"

Below it was also noted the video category: Gourmet Teaching.

An ordinary cooking video, what kind of birthday gift is this?

Lu Yu patiently clicked on the system player.

The video started with a black screen, with only one line of text on it:

"Cooking Guide: Facing a female roommate who can't flip the wok, the answer given by the male roommate is..."

After that, a kitchen appeared in the scene.

Hiss... This decoration looks a bit like the kitchen at home.

At this time, the gas stove was turned on, and someone was preparing for cooking in front of the stove.

That probably should be a person, right?

The reason why Lu Yu said this was because that person was completely covered in mosaics.

System, you're really something, adding mosaics to a cooking video, probably to protect the chef's privacy?

However, the good news is that the resolution of the mosaic this time is more refined than the previous system video,

so he could barely distinguish that this small group of mosaics was a girl wearing a pleated skirt and black stockings.

Subtitles appeared at the bottom of the video:

"When cooking begins, remove the internal organs of the fish, make a cross-shaped cut on the fish, and marinate with Shaoxing wine and salt."

This girl should be a beginner, and her movements for handling the fish were very clumsy.

"Put salad oil in the pot, add green onions and ginger to stir-fry until fragrant, then add the yellow croaker and fry over low heat."

The rookie began to put the fish into the pot and repeatedly flipped the wok to fry it.

It's just that her technique of using the frying pan is too clumsy. If she can't use a clever trick, it will easily lead to uneven heating and scorching.

Just as he was worried, a tall group of mosaics appeared in the picture.

Lu Yu muttered, the color of this clothes is very similar to what I wear.

He walked behind the person who was cooking, and the two seemed to be communicating something.

This should be a cooking expert, who couldn't bear to see the rookie's wok-flipping skills and wanted to guide her personally.

Sure enough, the two groups of mosaics chatted and got close together.

"Add Shaoxing wine, salt, and tomato sauce for seasoning, simmer in clear water, and thicken with starch after the sauce is reduced."

The cooking expert stood behind the rookie, holding the other person's arm, carefully guiding the rhythm of flipping the wok, and the two mosaics swayed back and forth rhythmically.

Lu Yu sighed, it has to be said that with the guidance of this expert, the wok flipping was much more stable, and the fish was fried until golden and tempting.

There was just one thing that Lu Yu couldn't stand. This meal should be made with freshly caught sea fish, so you should drain the water from the fish before you start cooking!

Look, on the floor, drops of water keep falling.

There will be a lot of cleaning up to do after cooking.

"Put the remaining green onions, ginger, and green peppers into the oil, heat over low heat, pour over the yellow croaker, and it's ready to plate."

Seeing that the dish was about to be plated, the rookie messed up.

The slender arms holding the frying pan shook more and more violently, and all the fish in the pot was flipped out.

In the end, she couldn't even hold the pot, and had to support the stove with both hands to barely stand firm.

Lu Yu sighed.

Work out, this small physique gets exhausted after flipping the pot a few times, how can you be a chef and cook?

Also, when cooking in the kitchen, it's best to wear a chef's hat and chef's uniform.

Look at this rookie, when flipping the wok, a head of long hair slipped from her shoulders, dancing randomly, almost covering her face,

and the hem of the pleated skirt was also shaking violently.

Doesn't this affect the field of vision and range of movement when stir-frying?

Lu Yu shook his head and closed this ordinary cooking teaching video.

……

On Wednesday, Lu Yu went to Black Horse Animation Company.

The studio is located in an old office building, facing a quiet park, surrounded by weeping willows.

Not far from the street, there are tall buildings, but this place seems to be an independent existence.

At the entrance of the building, there is an old sign with the words "Black Horse Animation" written on it.

The person in charge of the studio was already waiting at the door.

This man was about twenty-eight or nine years old, with a slender figure, slightly thin, with a black center-parted long hair and black-rimmed glasses, looking a bit bookish.

Seeing Lu Yu, he warmly greeted him and shook hands.

"President Lu, hello, I've heard of you for a long time. I'm a loyal fan of Peach Blossom Spring game.

Let me introduce myself, my surname is Gong, and my name is Gong Qijun."

"Hiss... Your name is good, very good." Lu Yu was stunned.

Gong Qijun embarrassedly rubbed his nose.

"This name was changed later. I have admired animation masters since I was a child, and I dreamed of being able to make animations that I am proud of one day, so I specially changed the name of the master."

After a brief greeting, Gong Qijun introduced him to the basic situation of the company.

The company has 20 employees and has been losing money for many years. It is about to be unable to make ends meet.

Therefore, Lu Yu's outsourcing order is simply a timely rain.

Lu Yu recalled that the company's previous bad reviews and mutual complaints on Youyi Workshop should be said that it is a miracle to be able to continue operating until now.

Gong Qijun continued to take him to visit the company.

Before Lu Yu entered the door, he noticed a detail.

Next to the small garden at the door, an employee put a drawing board on his lap, sat on the ground, drawing and talking to himself.

"Oh, our employees are not forced to sit in their seats. They can go outdoors to find inspiration as long as they don't leave the company too far."

Gong Qijun explained with a smile.

Lu Yu nodded slightly, thoughtfully.

The reception room on the first floor is simple and warm. A comfortable sofa is leaning against the wall, and next to it are display racks with various animation peripherals.

Several employees were sitting on the sofa, some were discussing ideas in a low voice, and some were focusing on typing on their laptops.

On the counter at the reception, there are some dolls and postcards of the company's animation works, specially for giving to visitors.

Behind the reception room is a small restaurant. Takeout lunch boxes and drinks are placed on each table, and employees gather together to eat, talking and laughing.

On the wall of the restaurant, there are various medals.

"These are the honors our studio has won." Gong Qijun smiled shyly twice.

Lu Yu looked at them one by one.

[Animation Golden Raspberry Award: Golden Award for the Worst Animation of the Year.]

[Annual Brain Platinum Award: Animation production with the most brainless plot and the least depth.]

[Golden Broom Award: Worst Animation Technology of the Year.]

They were spread all over the wall.

Lu Yu was stunned. Why are these awards all about comparing who is worse?

Gong Qijun smiled and said:

"How should I put it... because our company's style is too maverick, we have offended many customers inside and outside the industry.

Moreover, because of the shortage of funds, the technology has slowly failed to keep up with the times,

so these bad awards are given to us every year."

Lu Yu nodded.

In fact, he didn't care about these bad awards themselves. What he was curious about was Gong Qijun's attitude towards these bad awards. Instead of throwing or smashing the plaques, he carefully framed them and placed them in the most conspicuous position in the company for daily appreciation.

Is this the so-called attitude of gaming life?

Suddenly, among a pile of bad awards, Lu Yu found a more positive award——

[Hi-Sica Award.]

Award comment: "This award is hereby awarded to the animation work with the best luster and texture of the character's black silk."

Gong Qijun smiled and said: "Although this animation itself failed, I didn't expect the judges of this award to like the female characters' thighs very much, so they won the award."

Lu Yu was stunned.

God damn Hi-Sica.

Don't you think the existence of this award itself is very strange?

Afterwards, the two came to the studio on the second floor.

The layout here is more diverse, with various large and small worktables arranged in a scattered manner, with computers, digital tablets and manuscripts, and a large number of anime figures.

The walls are covered with sketches, graffiti and concept maps.

Some employees were sitting at their desks concentrating on creating, some were walking around in slippers, and some were holding their mobile phones and lying leisurely on the sofa bed, watching a newly released animation, not knowing whether they were fishing or looking for inspiration.

The conditions here are a bit difficult, some equipment is too old, and many leisure facilities are also faded, and it looks like they have been used for many years.

But the atmosphere is very warm, and it feels like the employees are as relaxed as they are at home.

Suddenly, Lu Yu noticed that on a shelf on the side of the wall, there was a plastic female model's leg model, not knowing whether it was old goods from a clothing store or where it was found.

Several otaku wearing glasses were shining lights on the leg model.

Gong Qijun smiled and said: "These are the technical bosses of our company. They are studying the changes in the luster and color of stockings under different lighting conditions, so that the thighs of female characters can present a more natural texture."

Lu Yu nodded approvingly, LSP deserves to be the first productive force.

"These lads should get along well with our company's technical director."