No holiday for New Year's Eve? I will live broadcast to go home early for the New Year

After the smoke burned out, Zhao Pingfan's mood returned to calm.

The ashes of the beacon fire were buried with earth.

At this time, there are enough sparks in the pit and the temperature is high enough to bury the sweet potatoes.

Zhao Pingfan dug a hole out of the sparks in the hole, and then pushed the sweet potatoes and potatoes on the side of the hole in.

Then move the surrounding sparks over and completely bury the sweet potatoes and potatoes.

All that's left is to wait quietly, and you'll be ready to eat in about an hour.

While waiting, Gao Xiaoqiang from the Gao family in the village was attracted by the smoke and fire.

He was sixteen years old, and he was also herding sheep nearby. Driven by curiosity, he left the sheep and ran over.

Seeing that the smoke had been extinguished, they just turned around on the beacon tower.

Then he looked at the pothole eagerly, and it was obvious that Zhao Pingfan was roasting sweet potatoes.

Zhao Pingfan smiled and said,"It has just been buried. It will take about an hour to mature."

Seeing this, Gao Xiaoqiang could only wait.

Just because he was worried about his flock, he seemed a little restless.

From time to time, he would run up to the beacon tower and look at his sheep that were getting further and further away.

Zhao Pingfan was not a stingy person, and he also saw Gao Xiaoqiang's embarrassment.

So I dug out two sweet potatoes and two potatoes.

I pinched it with my hand against the corner of my clothes. It was still very hard, so it was indeed not cooked yet.

But he still handed it to Gao Xiaoqiang and said:"You can take it and bake it. Carry it in your pocket, be careful not to burn it!"

Gao Xiaoqiang thanked him and took the sweet potatoes and potatoes.

"By the way, did you get a lighter?"

Zhao Pingfan asked again thoughtfully.

"Got it. After Gao

Xiaoqiang finished speaking, he ran to catch up with his flock.

"Okay, then be careful when you bake the sweet potatoes, don’t catch fire!"

Because it's cold, you usually bring a lighter when you herd sheep.

You can light firewood to keep warm when necessary.

These are routine operations.

And the children in the village have already been in charge, so they usually don't cause any big trouble.

Zhao Pingfan didn't care. In this little episode, I continue to wait for my roasted sweet potatoes.

After an hour, the fragrant sweet potatoes and potatoes finally came out of the pit.

Blow off the dust on the surface and peel off the burnt shell.

They are golden on all sides.

After breaking open, the aroma is full. , it is intoxicating.

It is sweet and smooth in the mouth, and the tongue is so fragrant that it almost bites off.

Zhao Pingfan and Zhao Erye ate happily and were full soon.

They directly envied the brothers in the live broadcast room They.

Zhao Pingfan also gave out a lottery lucky bag and a funny coin lucky bag again, and invited the brothers to eat roasted sweet potatoes. Then he buried the sparks in the potholes, packed the remaining sweet potatoes and potatoes in bags, and said goodbye to Mr. Zhao..

When he got home, the potatoes and sweet potatoes were still warm.

Zhao Pingfan hurriedly handed them to his parents who were busy.

By the way, he took over what his parents were busy doing - popping popcorn.

In rural areas, which are generally self-sufficient, Next, the villagers have already realized the freedom of popcorn.

Popping popcorn may seem simple, but it is actually a technical job.

The focus is on controlling the heat and pressure.

Zhao Pingfan’s home uses an old-fashioned popcorn machine.

Ordinary corn requires 0.9 pressures.

Rice can be pressed 0.7 times.

Corn and soybeans specially used for popping popcorn only need 0.6 times.

When filling, it is enough to fill it half way, not too full.

Because Zhao Pingfan hadn’t popped it for a long time, under the guidance of Zhao Jianwen, The first pot of original flavor collapsed smoothly.

After that, it became much smoother.

Zhao Pingfan added salt and saccharin respectively.

Salty and sweet flavors collapsed.

Rice and soybeans also collapsed.

The kind of"bang, bang, bang""The sound was so pleasant.

After a while, several large pots collapsed.

Of course, the key points were explained in the live broadcast room when they collapsed.

The brothers also learned a technique.

But when Zhao Pingfan held a large pot When the popcorn is blooming, the brothers in the live broadcast room still break through the defense

"Who is a good person who uses a basin to eat popcorn?"

"Made, watching Brother Fan show off his popcorn while I have to go to work is more uncomfortable than killing me!"

"I laughed so hard, there was a bang in the office, and the boss threw away his phone. I thought it was because the phone had exploded, but I found out that the boss was also watching Brother Fan’s live broadcast, and accidentally turned on the external broadcast."

"666, then you didn’t deduct the boss’ salary?"

"Deduct the boss’s salary? What nonsense are you talking about, but I directly opened the boss"

"Remember to check if my IP has changed tomorrow and that’s it!"

"......"

Zhao Pingfan chatted with his brothers for a while and then left the broadcast.

The system prompts also come as promised.

【Congratulations to the host for having more than 1.5 million viewers for the second live broadcast of the Chinese New Year, and giving him a cash reward of 150,000 yuan!】

【Because the host shows the famous scene of Beacon Fire inheritance, the reward is increased by 100%, and the actual reward is 300,000 yuan.】

【I hope the host will continue to work hard! 】

Looking at the bank card balance increasing again, Zhao Pingfan felt happy.

Of course there was no slacking off either.

Today’s live broadcast replay has been edited again.

Soon the homepage added"Kengdongkao Sweet Potatoes and Roast Potatoes"》、《Beacon fire inheritance: There are still people guarding the beacon fire.》、《Popcorn" and other works.

The number of Zhao Pingfan's fans also exceeded the 500,000 mark.