Chapter 633: Chapter 634: The Date Explosion
In the video, a few black bones bobbed up and down in a pot of milky-white soup, which was slightly unsettling.
The comnt section was torn between drooling over the sll and wanting to drink the soup, and wondering why the bones were black. Were they sure it wasn’t so kind of terminal disease?
“Rest assured, everyone, this chicken is called a Black-bone Chicken, which ans its bones are black.”
“To prove my words are true, I’ll slaughter two of them on-site for you all to see.”
The cara panned, and a large cage appeared on screen, filled with lively black chickens flapping inside.
[I’ve counted several tis and still can’t figure it out.]
[Hahaha! It’s so real, they’re so lively!]
[Indeed, flying back and forth. I thought I had counted that one, and then it seems I didn’t.]
“There are a total of nine Black-bone Chickens in the cage; let’s do a check on them first.”
In the video, a familiar robotic arm reached in, opening a corner of the cage, and struck swiftly.
“Rubble can’t catch them.”
[Hahahahahaha!]
[I’m going to die from laughter!]
[Rubble is so cute, what should I do?]
[You can wait a mont, wait for him to speak.]
[It’s best when he speaks to you specifically.]
At this mont, Rubble also looked at Nian Shutong with a wronged expression and said, “Boss lady, Rubble isn’t suited for physical labor.”
Boss lady?
This unique title was indeed a bit hard for Rubble.
“You’re right; it was my lack of consideration.”
Nian Shutong turned and called out to soone in another direction, “Ha Ha, co catch the chickens!”
“I’m on it!”
Ha Ha moved quickly. Although his blurred face wasn’t clear, everyone just felt that Ha Ha and Rubble were complete opposites.
Ha Ha reached inside and in almost a second, grabbed a chicken, holding it securely no matter how much the bird struggled, as steady as Taishan.
“Here!”
“Okay, thank you.”
Nian Shutong took the Black-bone Chicken, with the cara now focused directly on the bird.
“The next footage involves a bit of gore; if there are any minors who are scared, please close your eyes.”
With those words, Nian Shutong’s knife swiftly and neatly sliced the chicken’s neck; the Black-bone Chicken died without even a single cluck.
“Let show you this neck; the bones are black.”
“Now, I’ll debone it for you all to see.”
Nian Shutong’s movents were without any unnecessary flourish, and in just a few cuts, the black bones of the Black-bone Chicken were visible.
[So there are chickens like this too.]
[Yes, it’s really educational.]
[Following Little River Live, we learn sothing new every day. Before this, we wouldn’t even eat these chickens.]
[Indeed.]
[Don’t you think it’s cruel? Why kill this little animal so brutally just to prove sothing?]
[Yes, I feel the sa. Just to prove a point, they killed it. It’s quite cruel.]
[Holy Mother spotted above. If you’re so concerned, just don’t drink it.]
[Maybe they grew up detached from worldly pleasures and only drank dew?]
[What nonsense, who can afford to drink dew? They must have been raised on nutrient liquid.]
[Hahaha, maybe they drank too much nutrient liquid, and it got to their brains.]
[A brain full of nutrient liquid, and still the nutrient liquid would find it empty.]
Nian Shutong also saw such comnts, and she didn’t have the concerns other anchors might have—she directly said, “I think the netizens are cursing very well.”
“Anyone else want to curse? Hurry up.”
[Boss, how can you be so adorable.]
[Exactly, I love the straightforwardness, just hit them back like that.]
“When have I ever hit back at soone? I’m just telling the truth; don’t slander .”
Nian Shutong’s words made the netizens laugh even harder, adding to the excitent. As for those with a Holy Mother attitude feeling sorry for the Black-bone Chickens, they no longer dared to speak.
They felt that Little River Live was simply toxic—the anchor didn’t care at all about her image, and the netizens were fully in line with her. Anything they said could easily lead to being scolded badly.
By this ti, Nian Shutong had already slaughtered five Black-bone Chickens in a row.
[Boss, we believe you, no need to kill anymore,]
[Yeah, no need to keep proving it.]
[Right, we really believe you.]
[I’ve always believed what the Boss says.]
[Boss, no need to kill anymore.]
Nian Shutong paused her chicken-slaughtering actions for a mont, but what she said next gave the netizens a chill.
“Are you guys misunderstanding sothing? The first one was to show you, and the rest, we’re preparing to make soup, to make so chicken broth and freeze it. It’ll be ready to use anyti we boil noodles, make wontons, or cook vegetables.”
[Boss, my heart, wawa cold.]
[Ah, it’s really the Boss after all, I can’t even be mad.]
[That’s right, it feels like whatever the Boss says is correct.]
[Boss, don’t you think that you and Rubble are starting to sound more and more alike?]
[They say that people who live together for a long ti will beco more and more similar.]
The comnts from the netizens made Nian Shutong think of Lin Mu and the way Ji Sisi spoke; she felt they were very right.
In the cara, Nian Shutong quickly slaughtered nine Black-bone Chickens, and after she was done, she washed her hands and started speaking.
“Next, I will initiate the virtual Black-bone Chicken Soup experience for everyone, and afterwards, we’ll get to today’s last dish.”
The virtual experience of Black-bone Chicken Soup quickly ended, and those who had ‘drunk’ it only felt a warm current flow through their limbs, it was extrely comforting.
[Boss, are you selling the chicken?]
[I want to ask as well.]
“The Black-bone Chickens are not big enough yet; you all can buy so other chickens first. Our little store has fresh chicken at and eggs for you to choose from.”
[Choose?]
[Boss, are you misunderstanding your own store, where one can choose? Now these ats are gone the mont they go online.]
[You can’t buy them at all.]
[The Boss’s at is too delicious.]
[The four words ‘the Boss’s at,’ kind of scary.]
[Ha Ha Ha Ha! The at sold by the Boss.]
[Indeed, I bought so pork from another store before, but the food I made from it was nothing like the Boss’s. The at was tough.]
[The at sold by the Boss, when cooked into braised pork, is crystal clear; others just don’t cut it and have a fishy, rank sll.]
[That’s right, that taste, not delicious.]
Fishy, rank sll?
“Our pigs are all castrated, so their at won’t have that fishy, rank sll.”
That information caught the attention of many breeders. Castrated for better-tasting at?
Nian Shutong had said this offhandedly without much explanation because she was about to start making the last dish.
“This dish will be personally made by Master Fan for everyone on-site, commonly known as fried jujubes.”
In the cara, Nian Shutong took out a bowl of bright red jujubes—these were fruits that had just been rewarded, and she had bought so to try.
“The jujubes need to be dried a little, then softened by soaking, and after removing the pits, they are ready to be coated with the egg batter Master Fan prepared. Wrapped up together, they go into the fryer.”
“Sizzle———”
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