The Guide of How to Be an Interstellar Tycoon

"If you don't like it, don't watch it, don't force yourself to be unhappy here." Gu Bai's voice was cold, and he didn't have much emotional ups and downs. Facing black fans was like facing a stranger who didn't care at all.

【I think you are guilty, right? Relying on plagiarism of my Rain God, I won the first place in the first competition of the food competition. As a result, I couldn't even copy the essence of plagiarism. I could only make nondescript things. How dare you call it a chūn roll? Why is the face so big? 】

[The face is not big, how can you still dare to continue the competition and start the live broadcast now? It has attracted so many fans. Even if you try it, you can make a lot of money. Isn't the money you earn hot? 】

[Meanwhile, my Rain God has a good temper, so I didn’t pursue it. I even made chūn rolls by myself, but it turned out that making chūn rolls is much easier than making steamed buns. 】

[There is no end to the black powder, this is Xiaobai's live broadcast room, I want to bark back to your cooking and bark hard. 】

[Sure enough, I have a guilty conscience, and I don't even let me say it. Is this because I am worried that passersby will find out the truth? 】

"Who is the Rain God?" Gu Bai asked, looking at the comments on the barrage.

steamed stuffed bun? There are still people in this world who can make buns? He also thought that the interstellar people didn't know how to use wheat correctly, and it seemed that there were still some people who had studied spirits.

I just don't know when it became a patent to make steamed buns?

This can't be done. In the future, he plans to make soup dumplings, xiaolongbao, steamed dumplings, fried dumplings, and all kinds of dumplings. If this is called plagiarism every time, wouldn't he be able to cook all dishes?

After all, those were not researched by him.

[Stop pretending, don't know the Rain God, would you copy the Rain God to make the chūn volume? 】

[Disgusted and vomited, no wonder he didn't dare to put his face out. This was because he was afraid of scaring the audience because of his ugly appearance. 】

[The God of Rain is listening to the rain, No in the food anchor. 1. How can you, a small anchor, be able to compare? 】

[Get out of here and apologize, or we'll turn your live broadcast room, so you can't go on! 】

More and more fans of Tingyu entered the live broadcast room, and they were all sturdy. As soon as they came in, they scolded all kinds of things, which made the live broadcast room full of smog. Even though Xiaobaifan was very angry, but after all, he was inexperienced, and it took only a few rounds. It was suppressed by Ting Yufen.

These fans are also accumulated by Gu Bai's participation in the food competition. The time is short, the loyalty is not enough, and the fighting power is even less. Originally, everyone came in to see what Gu Bai was doing, and then tried it. Because listening to rain fans made a mess, many people who didn't like this atmosphere quit watching.

That's exactly the purpose of listening to rain fans.

Watching Yu Fan's scolding and smugness on the live broadcast screen, Gu Bai's eyes gradually filled with coldness.

Listen to the rain, right? He wanted to see how well the guy who made the buns into his own patent did it.

Gu Bai stopped what he was doing, clicked on Xingwang, searched for Tingyu, and immediately jumped out a lot of relevant information.

He found Ting Yu's live broadcast room, and directly found the episode of the other party's buns in the previous recordings and broadcasts, and did not block the live broadcast room, so it was publicly broadcast in the live broadcast room.

This time, not only Xiaobaifan was puzzled, but Yufan didn't expect Gu Bai to be so rigid. He forgot to send the barrage for a while, and the public screen in the live broadcast room was rarely quiet for a while.

Gu Bai used double-speed playback, and it didn't take long to play it all.

After watching the recording, the corners of Gu Bai's mouth twitched slightly, his tone full of irony.

"Is this also worthy of being called a bun?"

I originally thought that this person was very powerful, but after reading it, Gu Bai was speechless. Even a person who is not even at the level of kindergarten would dare to take the patent of Baozi as his own?

It seems that this is not beaten by society, so let him be the villain, let this Tingyu feel the beating from society.

"Ting Yu's fans don't have to shout on the public screen anymore. I'll let you see what the real buns look like. If you still feel dissatisfied at that time, you are welcome at any time." Gu Bai said arrogantly.

No way, he has arrogant capital, and the food of the whole earth is his backing, what is he afraid of?

[Speaking out loud, I think your cow leather is going to go to heaven! 】

[Sisters, ignore him, and resolutely don't give him a chance to get hot. 】

[Hehe... The real bun, you probably didn't even know anything about the bun before, what's the matter? After watching the recording of my Rain God, is this ready to plagiarize on the spot? 】

[Plagiarism dogs are so disgusting, hurry up and roll! Just looking at it makes me feel polluted. 】

[My Rain God Baozi said that plagiarism can succeed in plagiarism, this person takes himself too seriously. 】

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Chapter 57 Listening to the rain and even Mai was beaten in the face 1 [two more]

Gu Bai ignored the clamor of listening to the rain powder on the public screen, beat the wheat into flour, then found out the white vinegar, baking soda and water and mixed them in a ratio of 1:1:3, and then added a small amount of time to the flour, and into dough.