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Chapter 335 Crayfish Tofu

The alligator is beaten every day: [The throne that no one is grabbing is so boring!]

Warm reminder, this live broadcast room will close in ten minutes: [Sofa, why is no one grabbing it?]

Sister Zhou can also rush: [Front row, unless you are planning to change your life on another planet, it’s better not to rush.]

Zhang Bei glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room and began to walk towards the mountain.

"Today is a mountain run. I think everyone has seen most of the animals on Changbai Mountain."

"But where we are going today, there will be a group of new little guys."

"Although you have heard of his name, I guess not many people have met him."

After briefly explaining the content of the live broadcast, Zhang Bei looked around, expecting to make any new discoveries.

The road they took up the mountain today was easy to walk, although there was no road here originally.

But Mr. Runtu, the famous man who gave up medicine and turned to literature, once said that the road becomes a road when there are many people walking on it.

This road connects several big nests, and there are many people passing by hiking every day.

Unless Lao Bai secretly prodded it, even if there was any good stuff in this place, it would have been poached long ago.

Nothing was discovered along the way, and Zhang Bei's pace also accelerated a lot.

As we hurried along quickly, we passed through several woods one after another.

The road finally became difficult to walk. In the old forest overgrown with weeds, Zhang Bei quickly pointed the camera at a birch tree in the distance.

"You have been watching my live broadcast for such a long time. Can you guess how much this chaga is worth?"

Although the market price of wild chaga fluctuates from time to time, it is generally stable within a certain range.

Following Zhang Bei's question, a group of netizens in the group quickly sent out numbers one after another.

Zhang Bei took a look and then continued to explain.

"The value of chaga needs to be analyzed from different angles, the first being size."

"The age of the chaga can be determined by its size, and people who come into contact with it frequently can confirm it with the naked eye."

"If you are not familiar with this thing, most people use electronic scales to measure accurately."

"The second thing is the quality. The better the appearance of the chaga, the higher the value."

"Just like the one in front of us, its condition is relatively good."

"Coupled with this size, in terms of value, one kilogram must be at least two hundred or more."

Although not many people listen to science popularization, most viewers are still very sensitive to money.

Audiences with good eyesight can already tell how much this thing weighs.

His Majesty the King: [I cry to death, this piece is worth my salary for a week!]

Happy Toolsuo: [It’s so uncomfortable, this piece is enough for me to eat for a month.]

Such as an official: "You deserve to die, this piece of trash is enough for me to pick up for a year."

Qianli Xingyun: [Damn, this one is as good as mine.]

It has to be said that the driving ability of contemporary netizens is simply beyond Zhang Bei's reach.

Originally, everyone was discussing the value of chaga, but as the topic of driving came up, the whole live broadcast room suddenly became distorted.

Zhang Bei saw that these people were getting more and more aggressive, and when he was cutting chaga antler, he had to give a warning.

"You all, please pay attention to me. If we continue talking, the live broadcast room will be gone."

"What's more, there are so many young ladies watching, don't you want to be graphic?"

After warning a group of netizens, Zhang Bei quickly cut off the chaga tree.

This thing has many uses, whether it is used as a medicinal material or can be used in soups later.

After stuffing chaga into his backpack, Zhang Bei quickly clicked on the screen with his fingers before the netizens who were watching the car in the live broadcast room stopped.

[Reminder: User Yang Ziguo was beaten every day and the anchor was banned from talking for ten minutes. Audiences, please speak in a civilized manner!]

"I remember there are still a few room managers in the live broadcast room. Why don't they come out to work?"

Zhang Bei is extremely skilled at killing chickens to scare monkeys.

In just a few seconds, a group of people who drove excessively in the live broadcast room were quickly attacked by the network administrator's permissions.

Looking at this group of people, Zhang Bei nodded with great satisfaction and continued walking towards the mountain.

These idiots know how to cause trouble without even looking at them. It doesn’t matter what they do, but the live broadcast room cannot be blocked!

He also relies on this live broadcast room to provide faith to a group of mountain gods.

Even the scene of hundreds of Siberian tigers following him in the future has not yet been realized!

After finding a Chaga mushroom, Zhang Bei had no intention of continuing to spend time on the road.

Go there early to dig some dirt, and then play with those little guys, that's business!

When the sun hung in the center, Zhang Bei wiped the sweat from his head and stood in the shade under the cliff.

He took out his water glass and took a sip of warm water, and looked at the figure walking over in the distance.

Shen Feng and Tian Hao walked one behind the other, both with satisfied smiles.

"What good thing did you find that makes you so happy?"

"Boss, Tian Hao is really lucky. He found a four-leaf mallet."

"And you?"

Shen Feng turned his head and glanced at Tian Hao before continuing to answer.

"Although mine also has four leaves, the vintage is a little different and not as good as his."

After hearing what these two people had gained, Zhang Bei also nodded and looked at a stream in the distance.

"Eat river fish and crickets for lunch?"

"Okay."ωωw.

"I brought pickles and egg pancakes."

The process of finding lunch is something that viewers in the live broadcast room have become accustomed to.

After all, it was not the first time that Zhang Bei caught crickets and river fish.

With Shen Feng's help, the ingredients were processed in just ten minutes.

Zhang Bei looked at Tian Hao's raised stove and took out a small manual meat grinder from his backpack.

"Are you coming?"

"good!"

Zhang Bei stood aside with a camera watching Shen Feng handle the crickets, and started to popularize science with a cruel smile.

"I think many people have heard of this dish called clam tofu."

"Many people think that crickets and tofu are cooked together. In fact, this dish only contains crickets."

"Remove the outer shell, leaving only the fresh and tender crickets inside. Use a meat grinder to mince the crickets, add oil to the pot and heat until it boils."

"Then put the crickets into the pot and stir-fry until they gradually form a bright red and soft shape, very much like tofu, hence the name."

"Finally, add a little seasoning. When it comes out of the pot, it will be so bright red and tender that the clam tofu will float on the surface of the soup."

"This method will make the cricket meat fresh, tender, and delicious."

Zhang Bei has always been good at describing food, which at least made the audience in the live broadcast room salivate.

Tian Hao on the other side was not idle either. He painted a layer of oil on the cleaned slate and spread the processed river fish on it.
Chapter completed!
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