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After bidding farewell to Anna, Liu Wei and Pangpang prepared to go up the mountain again and follow the original route.

Liu Wei was a little curious when he saw a bunch of people gathering at the edge of the forest, so he walked over with the fans in the live broadcast room.

Find an empty seat in the crowd.

In front of her, an old lady with gray hair was sitting on the ground cooking, with a mobile phone and a camera directly in front of her.

Liu Wei asked the man next to him very curiously, "What are you doing?"

The black man looked Liu Wei from top to bottom and whispered: "She is an Internet celebrity grandma who cooks live every day. She has millions of fans and is a local celebrity!"

Liu Wei's eyes lit up, and he turned back to explain to the audience in the live broadcast room, "Brothers, I met an Indian Internet celebrity. The old lady cooking in front of me is making delicious food in a live broadcast!"

The audience looked at it more carefully than Liu Wei and questioned Liu Wei's words.

"Are you sure it's a food show?"

“I feel it’s weird for grandma to cook!”

"Can this also become an internet celebrity?"

"I'm a very simple old lady. What's wrong with becoming an internet celebrity? My brother Giao is already married, why didn't you tell me!"

Liu Wei focused on the old lady. Her cooking methods were indeed a bit weird, especially compared to those in China.

The old lady was sitting on a wooden stool inlaid with a scimitar. The scimitar was pointing upwards. She was holding the prepared ingredients - potatoes and pushing them on the knife. She cut the potatoes with the help of the push. This is similar to the knife used in China. The way it was cut was exactly the opposite, but it looked like she had a good time with it.

Liu Wei's concern is: Don't you peel the potatoes?

It looked like it had been washed, but there was still dirt on the surface.

The grandma's live broadcast method is very special. She is completely immersed in the emotion of cooking and has no interaction with the audience who are watching her live broadcast. She only plays a relatively rural and pastoral light music.

"Sorry, I borrowed it!"

Liu Wei moved to the live broadcast phone with a smile. He tilted his neck and glanced at it. There were many people posting comments on the phone.

A sense of gap suddenly formed in my heart.

It’s also a live broadcast, why are others so relaxed?

"It's off!" the audience standing nearby warned.

Liu Wei turned his attention to the hot iron pot. The old lady put some oil. After heating the oil, she put a plate of chopped onions in, stir-fried a few times, and then poured the chopped green peppers into the pot. In, stir-fry a few times.

Liu Wei thought she was going to stir-fry twice-cooked pork.

Then she poured the chopped tomatoes into the pot and stir-fried.

"Nima, it's all vegetarian!"

"Fried tomatoes with onions? This is my first time seeing you!"

"Green peppers, onions and tomatoes, is this dark cuisine?"

"I can't imagine what it tastes like?"

Liu Wei's expression at this time was completely consistent with the question carried by the audience's barrage.

He didn't make any comments, perhaps because of the differences in food culture.

There were several women standing nearby who seemed to be discussing very seriously. They might be here to learn cooking skills.

The old lady kept stirring the tomatoes in the pot until the tomatoes became soft and sticky. Then she reached out and grabbed a handful of yellow powder of unknown seasoning and threw it into the pot. Then she grabbed a handful of salt and sprinkled it around. .

"Crying with laughter, doesn't salt cost money?"

"If you eat it, you will roar to death!"

"Awesome, my grandma has divine cooking skills!"

Just when the audience thought that the old lady had sprinkled too much salt, she poured a large pot of freshly cut potatoes into the pot.

Liu Wei was suddenly surprised. Is this a dish?

He still thought the potatoes would be used to make another dish.

The audience and Liu Wei can no longer think of a name for this dish?

Fried onions, tomatoes, green peppers and potatoes?

Liu Wei was puzzled, and the residents standing nearby began to applaud, as if they were celebrating the birth of a delicious meal.

Liu Wei was stupid!

The old lady closed the lid, raised her head, smiled and nodded to face the live broadcast mobile phone and the audience. Her appearance was very good. She should have been a standard beauty when she was young. Although her face was full of wrinkles, her behavior was generous and decent.

"Brothers, why don't we go into the mountains?" Liu Wei said.

"Wait a minute, I want to see what kind of dish this is?"

"Awei, you can take a bite for us later!"

"Eat nothing until there's nothing left, it's your turn to perform!"

"I can already see the rejection on Ah Wei's face!"

"Hahaha, Ah Wei, you have eaten insects and centipedes, what are you afraid of? What if they make pizza!"

"Crying with laughter, god damn pizza!"

After a while, the old lady opened the lid, and a plume of thick white smoke came out of the pot.

Liu Wei turned up his nose and smelled the fragrance.

The old woman used a spatula to scoop up some of the food in the pot, brought it to the live broadcast phone, ate it with her hands, and showed a happy smile. She was enjoying the meal.

Liu Wei noticed that the barrage was flying on her live broadcast mobile phone. The young man standing next to him walked up and put his arm around her shoulders. What did he say to the audience in the live broadcast room?

Then, the old lady went back and shoveled some more, walked straight towards Liu Wei, and stretched the food on the shovel in front of Liu Wei.

Liu Wei looked confused, pointed at himself and asked in English: "Let me eat?"

The young man holding the live broadcast mobile phone smiled and said: "Are you a foreigner? Grandma wants to share delicious food with you!"

The old woman smiled at Liu Wei and nodded.

Liu Wei's throat moved twice, and the sound he made was heard by the audience in the live broadcast room.

"Hahaha, Ah Wei, don't be nervous, maybe it tastes like chicken legs!"

"Awei, don't be polite, I believe you, you can eat a pot!"

“We must not let down the enthusiasm of the Indian people!”

"Eat, eat, eat! Hahaha!"

Liu Wei looked at the smile of the old lady, and there was a sense of kindness that could not be denied. He showed a reluctant smile, reached out and grabbed some and fed it to his mouth.

The stewed potatoes melted in your mouth, containing the sourness of tomato juice and the spiciness of onions. Liu Wei sipped it carefully and raised his eyebrows.

feel good!

It actually feels like eating curry chicken steak.

Liu Wei felt it was amazing. The old lady and the surrounding audience were waiting for his comments. He gave a thumbs up sincerely, "Good, very good!"

"Holy shit, is it true?"

"Awei is giving others face!"

"After all, we are in someone else's country. Ah Wei knows how to answer?"

Liu Wei looked at the comments from the audience and said: "Brothers, what I tell you is the truth. It tastes great. If you don't believe me, I'll eat some more to show you!"

Liu Wei walked over and asked the man next to the old lady, "Can you translate it for me? I also want to taste her delicious food!"

The man nodded, brought his mouth to the edge of the old woman's ear and told her Liu Wei's request.

The old lady showed a kind smile, brought a plate, and shoveled a plate for Liu Wei.

"Thank you!" Liu Wei took it and ate it with his hands, saying as he ate, "Brothers, grandma's cooking process lost some impression points, but it tastes really good!"

“Sweet smell warning!”

"Woof woof~" Pangpang opened his mouth and started drooling when he saw that his master was eating happily.

Liu Wei didn't respond to it. It jumped up with its front legs and put it on Liu Wei's shoulder. It moved its mouth up and licked the plate.