Chapter 885

Fang Yang frowned slightly. It seems that having too many choices is not a good thing. With so many ingredients, he could make almost anything he wanted to make, but it was precisely because there were too many choices that Fang Yang didn't know what to make. This can also be considered a choice difficulty.

(What is Brother Yang hesitating about? Could it be that he's not hungry?)

(What are you talking about? Brother Yang clearly doesn't know what to eat because he has tasted most of them.)

(Simple, Brother Yang, make a bear paw to taste!)

(Brilliant, your suggestion is too brilliant, it can simply send Brother Yang in!)

Fang Yang twitched his lips. No way, are you serious?

I'm not criminal! I'm really not criminal!

(How about you decide?)

Finally, a fan gave a good suggestion, letting Fang Yang solve it himself. Good, too good.

Why do you think I'm hesitating about what to eat here? Hmm?

Fang Yang had always been unable to do anything about these fans. After all, he couldn't reach them.

"Hehe, this kid is in trouble."

In the Li building, Li Zimu was holding his phone and laughing.

He liked to see others helpless!

"Forget it, asking you is asking in vain."

Shaking his head helplessly, Fang Yang walked back towards his room. It was better to ask Mo Yan what she wanted to eat. Anyway, this was originally intended to let Mo Yan taste his craftsmanship.

Fang Yang looked at the closed door, only feeling that things were not good in his heart. After all, if there were no accidents, there would be accidents.

Squeak~

Fang Yang pushed open the door and looked at the obedient Mo Yan. Fang Yang felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Sure enough, there was an accident.

After all, generally speaking, in this situation, the one being asked always runs around without listening to persuasion, and Mo Yan didn't follow that routine, so wasn't that an accident?

"Mo Yan, what do you want to eat?"

Fang Yang pulled over a stool and sat down, quietly looking at Mo Yan, waiting for the other party to express what she wanted to eat.

Then, Mo Yan shook her head violently, which made Fang Yang confused.

"Ah? No, tell me what you want to eat, don't be shy."

Immediately following was Mo Yan's shaking her head again.

"Sigh, forget it."

Fang Yang was disappointed, extremely disappointed. Didn't this mean he gained nothing?

(Sigh, Brother Yang, why don't you just make a bowl of noodles, you can decide the topping yourself.)

Seeing this, Fang Yang nodded in agreement. Although he wanted Mo Yan to eat something else, he couldn't resist the fact that noodles were common.

"Good, let's make noodles."

Knowing the direction, Fang Yang's pace quickened a lot. Returning to the kitchen, he started to knead the dough.

"Tsk, I clearly am no longer a chef, but why do I feel like I can't get rid of this feeling?"

Fang Yang muttered to himself, but the movements of his hands were still fast, as if they had been engraved into his bones. Even if Fang Yang was distracted now, the dough was already kneaded.

(Ah? No, Brother Yang is distracted and chatting, right? How was this dough kneaded?)

(Heh, don't talk about you, I didn't notice how it turned from powder to a ball.)

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"How about it, don't understand, right?"

Fang Yang smiled mysteriously, just not saying what was going on.

(Brother Yang, look, this report icon, is it big and round? This complaint icon, is it beautiful and white?)

"Ah?"

Fang Yang was distracted for a moment looking at this sentence. After all, he really didn't react to what this meant.

"Sigh, no, don't, be obedient, don't make trouble."

Fang Yang, who had reacted, immediately softened. After all, one complaint report might not be anything, but he was afraid that these fans would unite to mess with him!

(Hehe, unexpected, Brother Yang, you actually have a day when you are afraid.)

Seeing Fang Yang's humble attitude, the fans found it funny.

"Good, good, good, I'll tell you the secret, so you can use two minds, and make beautiful and exquisite dough in minutes."

Listening to Fang Yang's sincere tone, the fans couldn't be more excited. After all, who doesn't like a method that can kill two birds with one stone?

Fang Yang sighed, raised his head again, and only saw Fang Yang stretch out his hands, letting the fans see his hands.

"Practice! Just practice more! If you practice more, you will naturally learn it!"

(Good, good, good! You surnamed Fang, this is what you asked for!)

(Never seen such an arrogant person, I really dropped my glasses.)

Looking at Fang Yang's appearance of never being a slave, all the fans were full of regret.

You know, there are quite a few keyboard warriors on the internet. They are not afraid of anything. Saying they will report you and complain about you, I'm afraid this is not as simple as just talking.

Not to mention that your attitude is so arrogant and annoying, I'm afraid Brother Yang will be uncomfortable.

"This... Brother Li, there are so many comments reporting and complaining about Fang Yang, what should we do?"

Li Ye curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and then waved his hand indifferently.

"Ignore them. Calling for this and that over a small matter, let alone Fang Yang's live broadcast room can't be closed, even if it could be closed, we can't control them."

Hearing this, all the personnel nodded. It seems Li Ye is not as bad as they imagined.

(Hmm, Brother Yang is still as brave as ever.)

(That's right, my Brother Yang is a man who can dig up national defense cables just by digging! Who dares to say my Brother Yang is not brave!)

(Ah? Detail, detail, please tell me in detail, big brother!)

Fang Yang smiled slightly. A hero doesn't mention his past bravery. It's not necessary, it's really not necessary!

After kneading the dough, Fang Yang started to prepare the topping. Fang Yang didn't know what to make specifically, so he just touched some vegetables and meat and stewed them in a pot.

Anyway, Fang Yang had the confidence to make it delicious.

After preparing the vegetables, only cooking was left. Before that, Fang Yang still needed to pull the noodles by hand.

(This, this, this, amazing! So powerful!)

(Not that I'm saying, I did the same thing at the beginning, but why did my noodles break as soon as I pulled them?)

(Me too, I really want to pull out a portion by hand, but my ability is limited, I can only use equipment, sigh. Very disappointed.)

(No, no, no! Little sister, you have to know, you are not alone!)

(You scold me? You actually scold me?)

(Ah?)

At this moment, Fang Yang had already devoted himself to cooking and didn't chat with the fans anymore.

(Wow, I have to say, Brother Yang is really elegant to the extreme.)

(Who are you guys! Don't look at my husband! I want to have monkeys for Brother Yang!)

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Fang Yang twitched his lips, his face full of helplessness. Sorry, I have no interest in non-human opposite sex!

"Alright."

Fang Yang looked at the two big bowls of food in front of him and slowly exhaled.

It's finally over.

Next is meal time.

"Old Wang, turn on the jammer."

Li Zimu suddenly raised his head and spoke to Old Wang extremely seriously.

"Old master, could it be that you!"

Old Wang was very surprised. After all, when Li Zimu asked to turn off the jammer, Old Wang was very shocked. Having a signal proved that the networked equipment inside had flaws.

This action undoubtedly created a big flaw for himself.

This was also the reason why Fang Yang came in here and could still live stream.

"No, I didn't change my mind, but the process needs some changes."

Watching Li Zimu not look like he was lying, Old Wang could only sigh.

He knew Li Zimu's physical condition, but he wanted Li Zimu to walk through his final days quietly.