Chapter 258: Cannon fodder mom 21

After finishing the public execution, Bai Dailan took a bath, drank the medicine, and compress her hair with a hair cream, and she fell asleep. Just like last night, she fell into sleepiness within ten minutes, her frowning eyebrows stretched, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The next day, Lin Dan woke up at 5:30, washed and rinsed for half an hour, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast for his daughter on time at 6:30.
A large group of food spectators arrived on schedule, ready to admire Bai Ma's amazing cooking, and guess what she would do this morning.
[I guess it's noodles. 】
[Take the bones, I guess it's bone stew. 】
[Xia bone soup noodles or bone soup powder. 】
[All wrong! Bai Ma smashed the bone with a hammer and now stews a fart. 】
The audience were all baffled by Lin Dan's inexplicable behavior. They only know that bones can stew soup, but they don't know that they can eat when they are broken.
[Is this making dog food? 】
[Reliable! It must be dog food! 】
Just then, the national chef Yuan Zhongyi logged in. He is now also one of Bai Ma's loyal fans, logging in to the live broadcast room three meals a day to watch Lin Dan cook. Fortunately, Lin Dan seems to have obsessive-compulsive disorder. He cooks breakfast at 6 am, lunch at 12 noon, and dinner at 6 pm. It will never be one minute earlier or one minute later. Also accurate. This also reflects her self-discipline from the side. As long as the audience step on these three points, they will certainly be able to see her busy in the kitchen.
After Yuan Zhongyi, Lang's head lighted up.
Unexpectedly, Lin Dan was holding a hammer at the moment, breaking the bones of the tube one by one, and then collecting the bone marrow in a bowl. After completing this procedure, she took out a piece of lean meat and chopped it, mixed it with green onion water and raw soy sauce, and slowly kneaded it in the basin until the pulp was hung.
The audience was still guessing what she was going to do when she knocked on the bone, but Yuan Zhongyi slowly typed two words: "Exquisite! 】
Lang Tuhao brushed the gift with a boring head, without saying a word.
After chopping the meat, Lin Dan took out the dough that had been made last night, rolled it into a thin skin, scooped a spoonful of meat and a spoonful of bone marrow, and gently kneaded it into a beautiful pleated bag. But a moment of effort, the fifteen pleated packs were pinched, and she was steamed in a steaming steamer.
Yuan Zhongyi sighed again: [Good cooking! This is a soup pot. For ordinary soup packs, pork belly must be used for meat filling, so the oil and water are heavy. You have to scramble the crab meat, crab yellow, and into crab oil, mix with soy sauce, cooking wine, and other spices, and then wrap a small piece of pork skin jelly to steam the rich soup. However, Ms. Lin's conditions were limited. She could not buy crab meat and crab yellow, and had no time to make pork skin jelly, so she used bone marrow instead. The steamed bone marrow is thick and delicious, and it is far more original than the soup soup bag made of various ingredients! Ms. Lin's cooking skills are so exquisite that I have to give up! I really hope to meet Ms. Lin someday! 】
Unable to contact Lin Dan himself, Yuan Zhongyi could only come to the live broadcast room every day to express his admiration. After listening to his words, the audience had drooled. Seeing through the split screen Bai Bailan was still sleeping and could not help but envy and envy.
[Every day you wake up there is delicious to eat, why is Bai Dailan so good? 】
[Ah, ah, do you still accept your daughter, Bai Ma? Eat like a pot! 】
[I counted it, Bai Ma only made fifteen buns, wasn't it enough to eat? IMHO, I can dry all these buns alone! 】
Lang Tuhao gave another reward, and then commented: [Can the person who gives the most reward get the soup bag given by Ms. Lin? I hope the platform can tell her this suggestion. 】
[I rely on, everyone, come and see, here is a blatant cheater! 】
[Playing local tyrants, sharing soup packs! 】
[It's really amazing to have privileges, you can directly cue Baima. 】
A group of people hurriedly took Lang Kai, and brushed a wave of gifts.
After Lin Dan finished making the buns, he started to hang the soup. A good pot of soup is enough to get everything done, so this process is essential. She put ingredients such as cone bone, pork elbow, chicken, and duck into a crock pot in order, mixed with spring water from Houshan, slowly simmered over low heat, and then fry a pot of sauerkraut minced meat dumplings. The man went to the open space at the door and ate with noodles.
The people in the program group lived in the hometown of the villagers, and the villagers were responsible for the food. The money was already given, and it was regarded as income for the villagers of Xiaotian Village.
After finishing the breakfast of the show team, the buns were also cooked, and Lin Dan woke up Bai Bailan. Bai Lanlan didn't know how much she hated on the Internet, she washed her face, brushed her teeth, and sat at the table.
"Well, do you eat buns today? I don't like buns." She complained daily.
The audience's face turned green, and said indignantly: [I do n’t know how to be blessed! If you do n’t eat, get a lottery on Weibo and give it to us! 】
[Lottery can be fun! Hurry up, go to Xiaoguoguo's Weibo to comment and let her tell Lanlan! 】
[Unrealistic. The small mountain village is very remote. I heard Bai Ma said that it takes several hours to drive to the urban area and sent it to our city. The soup buns were broken! 】
【Ah ah ah ah ah! Want to eat! 】
The audience was mournful, but the director of the show group received a phone call. With a few promises, he raised his sign and quietly called Lin Dan outside. Fortunately, Bai Dailan has started to eat breakfast. The audience looked at her with green eyes and did not notice Lin Dan's departure.
"Director, what are you doing?" Lin Dan asked politely.
"It's like this," the director rubbed his hands, squinting his face: "Ms. Lin, the audience is particularly admired by your cooking and would like to try the soup pot you just made. Since everyone's voice was so eager, we decided Choose a lucky viewer to send buns, can you see it? "
Just make a bun, what's wrong? Lin Dan thought for a moment, and said for a moment, "Okay, I'll make a basket of quick-frozen buns later, and you will transport them in a small refrigerator. After the audience gets it, they will steam it for themselves. What a difference. "
The director was so happy that he said, "It's great, it's great, Ms. Lin, it's hard for you. When we shoot Mr. Bai to feed the little donkey forage, you can make buns in the kitchen." At first, When the chief director sent him to shoot Bai Dailan, he was still very unconvinced, and now he finds himself too lucky! Even if you have delicious food every day, you can even climb to a big man like "Lang"! He said this cage bun should be sent out completely and completely!
Now that the show crew has scheduled the time, Lin Dan has nothing to say. She picked up a cup and pretended that she was pouring water out of the camera, but she heard Bai Dailan screaming from behind her: "Ah! This soup bag is so hot! It's hot!"
"Hot up and spit it out." Lin Dan walked back helplessly.
"I didn't spit it! It's so delicious! The soup is so fresh and delicious, you know, my taste buds are almost fried? Why do you only make fifteen? Too few!" Said barkly. Her mouth was hot, and she was blowing her breath while fanning, but she did not want to spit out the soup.
The audience made her cry and laugh, but she felt that she was really cute.
[I would rather be burned to death than spit out soup, this is the last stubbornness of eating! 】
[Served Bai Bailan, ha ha ha ha ...]
[I want you to eat alone, this is the retribution! Laugh and cry! 】
Lin Dan picked up the handkerchief and wiped Bai Bilan's mouth. He ate four buns and pushed the rest in front of the other. After breakfast, Bai Luan, who claims to have a small appetite, rubbed her belly and said, "I'm not full, but I'm hungry." In this home, she stretched out her clothes and opened her mouth to eat, except for food, drink, and fun. .
Other guests worked hard to filial piety in front of their parents, which was totally different from her style of painting. However, the audience not only did not dislike her, but also took it for granted. One was because of Lin Dan's indulgence; the other was because in the previous eighteen years, she had never felt motherly love. It was so easy to meet her mother. Is n’t it? Allow her to enjoy it?
Seeing her arrogant appearance, the audience would only be happy and distressed for her.
Today is the last day of the first episode, and the mother and daughter are still not prepared to do anything. After having breakfast, Bai Lan went to the backyard to accompany her buns and scooter to play. Lin Dan went into the kitchen and made a basket of buns for the "lucky audience". Afraid of the large appetite, she made twenty-five, put it in the small refrigerator prepared by the program team and quickly frozen it, then cut a spare ribs, ready to make potato stewed pork ribs.
The audience rushed to see Bai Mom for lunch, and then came to see her for dinner. The theme of today is to eat. After eating the ribs to eat braised pork, it is almost choking to death! After a long time in the evening, Lin Dan turned on the TV and watched the latest episode of "A Floating Dream". The audience rushed to accompany her to watch TV. She thought that Bai Dailan's acting skills would still be embarrassing as usual, but this time, she actually contributed a burst of acting skills.
The long princess she played holding the general's legs and questioned again and again: "Why can't you love me? Why?"
She looked sad, like crying, her red eyes fixed on the general, as if she would shed two lines of blood and tears in a blink, as if she wanted to dig out her heart and let the other person take a good look. She couldn't get the answer she wanted, and her country was ruined. She jumped off the cliff recklessly and looked back before dying. Her figure in a long red dress disappeared under the cliff, only a drop of tears spilled into the wind.
The audience was brought to the show for the first time, followed by her crying and laughing, numb heartache. She was dead at last, but no one could be relieved, but she fell into inexplicable grief and silence.
It took a long time before someone wrote like this: [I never expected that the most wonderful interpretation of the play did not come from the female lead or the male lead, but from Bai Dailan. Does she really have no talent for acting? Originally my answer was yes, but now I start to doubt! I saw in her body the unique trait of a talented actor, that is full of aura and abundant emotions! 】
At the same time, the Douban score of "Floating Dream" skyrocketed to 73 because of this scene.