Pei Ziheng thought he was secretive, but he forgot that there were two big idlers not far away.

"Hey, this little ghost is beautiful, but he is a bad one behind his back."

Ning Yuan sighed with emotion, didn't hear Yan Yi's response, and couldn't help but tilt his head, "By the way, you don't care?" You saved this game, and if something happens, you can't get out of it. ”

Yan Yi took a sip of tea casually, "Since you know that the person responsible is me, what are you talking about?" ”

Ning Yuan choked, and couldn't help but remind, "Lao Yan, forget about everything else, this is not a joke, the little ghost doesn't know the depth, if you put something poisonous into it, it won't end well at that time." ”

Yan Yi squinted at him, "If you are afraid, keep your mouth shut, and then something really happens to you, and it won't be on your head." ”

“……”

"Tsk, you're really getting more and more vicious now."

After Ning Yuan teased, he couldn't help but laugh again, "But I like it." ”

——

As the dishes of each group come out of the pot one after another, the air is filled with a rich and enticing aroma.

Ning Yuan was already hungry, so he dragged Yan Yi to each group and slipped around, "stealing his mouth" in the name of tasting.

Yan Yi is a self-disciplined and restrained person, no matter how Ning Yuan tempted, he never moved his chopsticks.

until it came to Shen Mingzhu's group.

The shredded radish is packed in a white square porcelain plate, in which carrots, green shoots, onions and other filaments are added, red, white, green and purple are mixed together, colorful, and a small branch of peach blossoms with buds to be put on the corner of the plate is placed as a decoration.

A simple home-cooked dish of shredded radish is made into a high-level star dish.

"Can you taste it?"

Hearing Yan Yi take the initiative to say that he wanted to taste it, Ning Yuan looked like he had seen a ghost, "You're not ......"

Under Yan Yi's eyes, Ning Yuan swallowed back the words "don't eat radish", "If you taste it, I'll taste it." ”

After filling the plate, there were still some pots left in the bowl for mixing vegetables, and Shen Mingzhu directly handed the pot to the two of them.

Before the shredded radish entered his mouth, Ning Yuan didn't think so, and when the shredded radish entered his mouth, he was suddenly shocked.

", it turns out that raw radish is so delicious?"

"That's pretty good." Yan Yi agreed.

Xiang Ying and Shen Mingzhu are in a group, and she also has a share of the credit for this raw mixed radish shreds, and she can't help but be proud when she hears Yan Yi and Ning Yuan praise the shredded radishes for being delicious.

"That's not it, my husband doesn't like to eat radishes, he thinks it's delicious, Mingzhu, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking, such a simple raw radish shredded is made by you."

Shen Mingzhu was modest, "I'm a housewife, and I think about these things when I'm idle at home." ”

Xiang Ying thought that she was worried about Sun Feifei's words, and comforted: "Don't pay attention to the surname Sun, she is just a troublemaker, but if you want to find a job, we will talk about it another day." ”

"Okay, thank you, Sister Ying."

Xiang Ying is two years older than Shen Mingzhu.

Xiang Ying held her affectionately, "Don't worry about thanking, when I really help you get things done, it's not too late for you to thank you." ”

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ning Yuan also joined in the fun, "Shen Mingzhu, it's not easy if you want to find a job, you look for Lao Yan, and he will do it for you directly." ”

Yan Yi swallowed the shredded radish in his mouth, but did not refute Ning Yuan's words, but asked Shen Mingzhu with great interest what kind of work he wanted to do.

He used "want to do", not "want to find", and invisibly promised to help Shen Mingzhu arrange work.

Shen Mingzhu casually said that he hadn't thought about it yet, and exposed the topic.

On the other side, Sun Feifei and Zhao Fang's preliminary preparations were completed, and they were ready to fry the fish.

Because the dishes of the other groups were ready, only the two of them started, and they made hard dishes, so everyone ran over to watch the excitement.

Sun Feifei is responsible for applying starch to the head and body of the fish, and Zhao Fang is responsible for frying the fish.

The essence of the squirrel osmanthus fish is that the body of the fish blooms, so that the shape of the squirrel can be placed, so the fried meat of the fish is also relatively special.

When frying, hold the fish in your hands, pour hot oil over the fish with a spoon, and wait for the knife flowers on the fish body to set a beautiful shape, and then put the whole thing into the oil pan to fry.

Zhao Fang didn't know if he was inexperienced, or he was afraid of being splashed with hot oil, so he directly threw the whole piece of fish into the pot.

After throwing it away, I also threw the fish head into it and fried it together, the fish head and the fish meat were smeared with starch, and they were immediately glued together as soon as they entered the pot.

Shen Mingzhu was also cheap-mouthed, and couldn't help reminding, "The head and body of the fish should be fried separately." ”

"I want you to be nosy!"

After Zhao Fang finished scolding Shen Mingzhu, she turned her head and was blamed by Sun Feifei.

"How did you fry the head and tail of the fish together? You see it's all glued together, how will it be plated for a while? ”

Zhao Fang explained aggrievedly, "I think a piece of fried can be faster." ”

"Oops, the fish is fried!"

I don't know who screamed.

Sun Feifei and Zhao Fang hurriedly looked at the oil pot, a thick smoke rose from the oil pot, and the fish at the bottom of the pot had turned charred black.

By the time the two of them hurriedly scooped up the fish, the flesh and head had turned into a black and unidentified object that could not be seen.

Sun Feifei was angry, because everyone was watching, and it was not easy to lose her temper with Zhao Fang, so she had to fry the fish herself and let Zhao Fang fight on the side.

After changing the pot of clean new oil, Sun Feifei threw the fish head into the pot first.

She cheered up for twelve minutes, her eyes didn't dare to move the oil pan for half a second, she had already blown up a fish, and the remaining three would definitely not go wrong again.

And yet—

Obviously, the fish head has only been in the pot for a minute, and black smoke has risen from the oil pot again, and the fish head has begun to turn black visibly with the naked eye.

Sun Feifei didn't care whether the fish head was cooked or not, so she quickly fished it up.

Despite her quick movements, the fish's head was scorched, just slightly better than the first one, not completely charred.

Seeing Sun Feifei's ugly face, Zhao Fang comforted weakly: "Is the fire too big?" ”

Sun Feifei thought about it, and there was only this reason, she had made squirrel osmanthus fish at home several times, and she had never fried the fish like today.

It must be that the fire is too big.

After some tossing, Sun Feifei began to fry the third fish.

No accident, the third fish was fried again.

Sun Feifei was so embarrassed that she was about to cry, and the onlookers laughed secretly and exchanged ears.

"At this level, I'm embarrassed to say that I want to make squirrel cinnamon fish, and I'm blind for three pots of good oil."

"This fish is not cheap, one must cost at least ten yuan, and four fish is forty yuan."

"What family can withstand her defeat like this."

Listening to everyone's accusations one by one, Sun Feifei couldn't hold back anymore, her eyes were red, and she cried profusely.

"I don't know what's going on, my dad loves squirrel fish, I've done it several times at home, and I've never had a problem like today."

Zhao Fang suddenly pointed at Shen Mingzhu, "It must be because of you!" ”

Shen Mingzhu: I have an MMP, I don't know whether to talk about it or not.

Two more~

Can anyone guess what to add will make the pot sticky

(End of chapter)