Fortunately, Yu Qingqing asked the supermarket staff to help her kill her after buying the fish, otherwise she would have collapsed if she took it out and jumped around alive, and she had to make this meal again.

"Put the fish on the cutting board, scrape the scales from the bottom up with the back of a knife, and rinse them with clean water."

Accompanied by the man's magnetic deep voice, Yu Qingqing only felt that her waist tightened and pressed into a powerful chest.

"Why are you back?" Yu Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and turned her face in surprise, because her hands had already touched the fish, so the girl's two hands were far away from Fu Shaohan, afraid of touching him.

"How can you see the scene of the baby cooking if you don't come back?" Fu Shaohan put his head on Yu Qingqing's shoulder, leisurely waiting for her to take the next step.

Fu Shaohan said that Yu Qingqing always felt like the kind of girl who didn't cook for 10,000 years. Well, although it is true that she does not cook for 10,000 years.

"Then take a good look, or I won't guarantee that there will be a next time if I miss this time." Yu Qingqing said, and began to scrape the fish scales according to Fu Shaohan's method, and turned his head to look at him while scraping, "No matter if it is delicious or not, you have to eat a bite." Well...... If it's really unpalatable, you don't have to swallow it, just symbolize it, and it makes me feel a little comforted. ”

Hearing that Yu Qingqing had even thought about the way back, Fu Shaohan didn't hold back a smile for a while: "Okay, I promise to eat." ”

Forget it if you eat all of this kind of words, he is afraid that he will really not be able to swallow it and slap himself in the face by then.

Hearing that Fu Shaohan agreed, Yu Qingqing continued to deal with the fish and shrimp with satisfaction.

According to Fu Shaohan's method, Yu Qingqing handled it very smoothly, and when it was time to start stir-frying, Yu Qingqing looked back at Fu Shaohan and smiled a little flatteringly: "Look, you have to eat too." ”

Fu Shaohan knew what Yu Qingqing meant, that is, let him continue to teach her.

Fu Shaohan raised his eyebrows: "A spoonful of oil, turn on the fire first, see the oil bubble and turn to medium heat, add the meat, turn to high heat, and stir-fry quickly." ”

Yu Qingqing nodded, and then continued to operate according to Fu Shaohan's method, and when the oil rattled, Yu Qingqing couldn't help but flinch a little.

Fu Shaohan looked at Yu Qingqing's frowning appearance, and couldn't help but remind him loudly: "Meat." It's okay, it won't splash yours. ”

"Oh, oh." Yu Qingqing nodded while pulling her back and pouring meat into it.

The moment the meat touched the oil, there was an instant stabbing sound, Yu Qingqing couldn't help screaming, and hid back with a wooden shovel.

Fu Shaohan couldn't stand it anymore, so he took the shovel in Yu Qingqing's hand and stood in front of the pot and stir-fried it quickly.

"As long as you move fast, it won't splash you, you pour the meat in it and don't stir-fry, and the meat will be mushy after a while."

Listening to Fu Shaohan's words, Yu Qingqing stuck out her tongue embarrassedly: "I'm not afraid." ”

Fu Shaohan tilted his head and looked, Yu Qingqing, sighed, and reached out to pour the vegetables into the pot: "You go out and wait, I'll come." ”

Hearing this, Yu Qingqing shook her head: "I don't." It's me who cooks for you, and I can't give up halfway. ”

Fu Shaohan pulled his lips helplessly: "I'm afraid you'll blow up the kitchen in a while." ”

Yu Qingqing shook her head decisively: "It must not, I promise!" After all, you're around. ”

Fu Shaohan sighed, and handed the shovel in his hand to Yu Qingqing: "Come on, if you can't call me." ”

After speaking, Fu Shaohan stood aside.

Yu Qingqing nodded and stirred up seriously.

According to Fu Shaohan's prompts, when to add water and when to cover the pot, Yu Qingqing has a good grasp of it.