"Chop it up."

Gu Qian put the chopped chicken on a plate.

Jiang Li glanced at it and nodded with satisfaction: "It's not bad, this kind of work that doesn't require skills is still quite suitable for you." ”

Gu Qian: "......"

Eoli puts the chicken pieces in the pot and starts to cook out the impurities.

Add cooking wine for the first time and blanch to remove the smell.

The second time, add ginger, green onion and other seasonings, and simmer to make a delicious chicken broth.

Gu Qian just sat on the side, like a curious baby in the kitchen, and from time to time he would ask, "What is this for?" ”

Jiang Li will also answer very intimately every time: "Shut up." ”

Little by little, time passed.

Jiang Li began to filter the impurities of the stewed chicken soup over and over again, and finally a bowl of soup was clear and bright, and the mellow chicken soup was presented.

[The color of this chicken soup is absolutely amazing.] 】

[Mr. Jiang's stewed soup technique is very authentic, and there is no problem in mastering the heat - the hotel executive chef real-name certification. 】

[Is this a late-night food live broadcast?] 】

Gu Qian looked at a large bowl of chicken soup, and he could already smell the aroma when the chicken soup was just baked.

"Teacher Jiang, can we drink directly now?"

"It's not good yet."

"Do you need my help with anything?" Gu Qian's gaze slowly looked at the two baby cabbages.

"Stay quietly next to it."

While Jiang Li spoke, he reached out and took the baby cabbage back, skillfully removing the rotten leaves on the edges, and only retaining the most essential part of the cabbage sum in the middle.

Cleaning.

Place in the steamer.

Each step is slow, but extraordinarily steady, as if these operations are just a matter of effort.

A moment later.

Two bowls of cabbage were served.

Jiang Li picked up the soup bowl with the chicken soup and slowly poured the chicken soup on it.

The cabbage, which was originally in bud, stretched out the moment it was poured under the chicken broth, like a blooming lotus flower.

Gu Qian looked at this "boiling water cabbage" and raised his eyebrows slightly.

He had eaten this dish from the imperial diet of the Qing Palace before, and then it was included in the state banquet, but he didn't expect it to be reproduced by Jiang Li in the kitchen of this desert island.

[I'll go, this and this, this ......]

[So Mr. Jiang Li said before that he could make a cabbage soup casually to make a living, that is, this state banquet dish "boiling water cabbage"? 】

[This is called making a living? I want to make a living, ......]

[I don't think the director needs to shoot a love drama anymore, and directly arrange a husband and wife late-night food column for Mr. Jiang and Mr. Gu. 】

[What a waste, don't they want the chicken in the pot?] What's so great about this so-called state banquet dish, I can do it too. 】

[That is, do you know that there are still many people who can't eat, and after drinking the soup and chicken, they throw it in the pot and waste it. 】

[Whose fans, can this be black? ] 】

Jiang Li walked towards the kitchen with two bowls of boiling water and cabbage.

Gu Qian followed.

The two sat opposite each other at the dining table, and each had a bowl of boiling cabbage in front of them, which was fresh and elegant, and the fragrance was strong.

The photographer couldn't help but swallow.

At first, he thought it was just an ordinary bowl of cabbage soup, but who knew it was so fragrant.

A bowl of soup isn't a lot.

The two of them only sat at the table for about ten minutes before they bottomed out.

Jiang Li put away the dishes and chopsticks with her hand, looked at the somewhat messy stove and the dishes and chopsticks in the sink, and fell silent for a while.

She is a good cook, and she is not exclusive to cooking, but she doesn't like to wash dishes.

Hesitated for a moment.

Jiang Li opened the pot where the chicken soup was stewed just now, took out the remaining chicken and put it on a plate, then tore the chicken into strips, and cut some shredded cucumbers and added them.

Finally, mix well with various seasonings.

A simple dish of shredded chicken is complete.

"Teacher Gu."

Jiang Li's gaze looked at Gu Qian in a wheelchair.

When Gu Qian heard this, he instantly understood the sly in Jiang Li's eyes: "I'll call Jin Lanting to come over and wash the dishes." ”

After speaking.

Gu Qian had already sent a message to Jin Lanting, and the content of the message was very simple: Supper, are you coming?

Jin Lanting's reply was just as simple: Come!

A moment later.

Jin Lanting had already come to the kitchen with a smile on his face, looked at Gu Qian happily and said, "Old Gu, this is called a brother." ”

Gu Qian didn't answer, just glanced at the shredded chicken on the table: "Try the taste?" ”

"This smell is very fragrant."

Jin Lanting looked at the shredded chicken on the plate, the chicken was wrapped in red oil, and a spicy and spicy smell came to his face.

Took a bite.

Jin Lanting chewed, but his expression was a little strange and commented: "The taste of this shredded chicken is quite good, but the meat has some firewood." ”

[Hahaha, because this meat has been stewed for a long time.] 】

[I'm already looking forward to who Mr. Jin will find to wash the dishes with tonight, won't it still be Mr. Lu? 】

[I think Mr. Xiao may also ......]

There was laughter and laughter in the barrage.

The audience inexplicably had a bad taste of watching Mr. Jin jump into the pit step by step.

"Love to eat or not."

When Jiang Li heard this, she was about to reach out and take the torn chicken back.

Jin Lanting hurriedly grabbed it, with a smile on his face: "Eat, you must eat." ”

"Okay, then remember to wash the dishes after eating."

The voice fell.

Jiang Li and Gu Qian decisively left the kitchen and walked towards the tent, without giving each other a chance to react.

At the dining table.

Jin Lanting looked at the plate of shredded chicken on the table alone, and the whole person fell into a sluggish state.

This situation is familiar.

Last night, when I was "roasting chicken legs", I still remember the picture of washing dishes with Mr. Lu late at night.

[Is Jin always confused? 】

[He may be autistic, after all, he has already made the same mistake a second time.] 】

[Do you think there is a possibility, Mr. Jin is now thinking about which teacher should be pulled into the water, I guess it is Teacher Lu. 】

[Teacher Xiao is also possible, after all, you can't catch a person and keep pitting. 】

[Mr. Jin may choose to resist all this by himself. 】

There was a lot of discussion in the barrage.

Everyone is paying attention to Jin Lanting's next move, which seems to have become the biggest highlight of tonight's show.

Jin Lanting was silent for a moment, and finally picked up the plate of torn chicken and walked straight towards Lu Xiao's tent.

[It's Mr. Lu! 】

[Mr. Jin and Mr. Lu are the best partners, they are blessed and enjoy the same difficulties. 】

[I can already imagine the two of them washing dishes together late at night.] 】

Tent doorway.

"Teacher Lu, have you slept?"

Jin Lanting stood at the door of the tent with his hands torn up the chicken, and his face regained a bright smile.

"Teacher Lu?"

"I know you haven't slept yet, open the door, there's something good to find you."

"Teacher Lu......"

The door to the tent was lifted.

Lu Xiao looked at Jin Lanting at the door with an impatient expression, he didn't plan to deal with it, but he felt that if he didn't care about it, the other party would probably howl at his door for a long time.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Jin?"

"It's okay, I'll send you some supper, the shredded chicken made by Mr. Jiang tastes amazing, do you want to try it?"

Jin Lanting grinned and brought out the torn chicken.

"Forget it, I'm not hungry, Mr. Jin will keep it for himself."

"That's the outside, isn't it?"

“……”

Lu Xiao was speechless, his eyes seemed to be looking at a fool: "There should be dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen that haven't been washed, right?" ”

“……”

"Does Mr. Jin think someone would be stupid enough to fall twice in the same pit?"

Jin Lanting's expression froze, feeling offended.