: Covering others’ eyes

Author: cold face

: Covering others’ eyes

Liao Jiayan: "Finally, just put salad dressing on it."

After listening to Jiu finish setting the plate, he followed Liao Jiayan's instructions and squeezed the salad dressing on top of the vegetables.

After completing the last step, Tingjiu took the vegetable salad she had made and admired it carefully: "It looks so beautiful. I feel like I'm working in a five-star restaurant."

Especially when Liao Jiayan taught him how to arrange the dishes just now, he knew what the level of food was and immediately went up to the level.

Tingjiu looked up at Liao Jiayan and couldn't help but give her a thumbs up: "Sister Liao, you are really amazing."

"Mine is done too." Liao Jiayan just finished her portion after squeezing the salad dressing on it.

She put a little more thought into it than Tingjiu. She cut the cucumber into several shapes so that the presentation effect would be better.

Hearing Jiu put the prepared salad back into the kitchen and seeing Qi Yan still tossing the pot of meat, he couldn't help but step forward and take a look.

"How long have you been stewing this meat and it's still not ready?"

I don't know why, Tingjiu originally meant no harm and just asked kindly, but Qi Yan felt a little uncomfortable.

"Didn't you see that the pot hasn't boiled yet?" she responded impatiently.

She just added some water, but it didn't boil so quickly.

Tingjiu came over curiously and saw her cooking on a low fire. She couldn't help complaining: "My sister, can't you turn up the heat a little? How about boiling frogs in this warm water?"

[Xiao Jiujiu has such a good temper, it turns out that she can also quarrel with others, hahaha]

[Boiled frogs in warm water hahahaha, I am going to laugh, and learned it. This connotation technology must be our little ninety -nine]

[Yes, yes, that’s it, but no one will spoil Miss Qi. She can’t bear it anymore, and there’s no need to bear it anymore.]

[Help, please give me a mouthful and treat Qi Yan severely]

[Ting Jiu kindly reminded her, with her attitude, is it Xiao Jiujiu’s fault that the pot didn’t boil? Why is she so impatient? Why doesn’t she vent her anger on the pot?]

[Subway old man, look at your phone, do you understand?]

Tingjiu couldn't stand it any longer and turned up the heat for her.

Qi Yan: "..."

After the pot boiled, Qi Yan took the empty plate and prepared to put the meat on it.

Tingjiu looked at the meat in the pot, which was still white and dull, and really didn't see what it had to do with the braised pork.

Before she put it on the plate, Tingjiu couldn't help but remind her: "Don't you use dark soy sauce when making braised pork?"

Although Tingjiu didn't know how to cook, he had seen his mother making braised pork at home, so he probably knew something about it.

After hearing what Jiu said, Qi Yan realized that she had forgotten this step.

She put down the spatula in her hand, grabbed a bottle of soy sauce from the seasoning area, and poured it into the pot.

Qi Yan put down the soy sauce, then picked up the spatula to stir it evenly, but it didn't work, so she picked it up again and wanted to add more.

Tingjiu happened to see the label on the bottle at this moment and immediately stopped her from pouring it in.

"What are you doing?" Qi Yan looked at him with some displeasure.

"No, that's light soy sauce you added."

Qi Yan: "They all look similar, so what's the difference?"

"Light soy sauce is used to make the meat fresh, and dark soy sauce can color the meat." Tingjiu found a handful of old soy sauce and put it into her hand. She said a little disappointed: "I thought you were so good at cooking, but you are so angry

I can’t tell the difference between smoked and old smoked.”

"..."

[I was laughing so hard hahaha, Qi Yan, a novice, doesn’t know as much as Xiao Jiujiu]

[This family can’t survive without Xiao Jiujiu, hahaha]

[I take back the sentence that Qi Yan has some common sense in cooking]

[Help, I have never cooked before and I know the difference between light soy sauce and dark soy sauce. I have never eaten pork and haven’t seen pigs running. Maybe the lady doesn’t need to be exposed to these in her daily life.]

[At least read the manual. Oh my God, guess why light soy sauce is called light soy sauce, and why dark soy sauce is called old soy sauce]

[Family members, I feel like Miss Qi has been making braised pork for a century. The dishes next door have been fried, so why is she still braised pork? Oh, she turned on the low heat hahahaha]

The director saw on the monitor that all three groups were almost completing their tasks, and he immediately invited the villagers who came to vote to take a seat.

After the villagers were settled, before the food was served, the director came to Meng Chuyuan's group.

He sneaked in on the pretext of inspection. The photographer happened to be filming Lu Jinsen making salad. He walked up to Meng Chuyuan and whispered: "Teacher Meng, if you win later, can you let Qi Yan

Move back and live with you?"

When Meng Chuyuan heard the director make such a request, she raised her head in surprise and stared at the director.

"Why do you think I will win?"

The director spoke very confidently: "I believe your cooking skills will overwhelm everyone."

It wasn't for nothing that he watched these episodes behind the scenes. He had carefully observed that the Liao sisters didn't cook many dishes and only ate the same kind of food. But Meng Chuyuan was different, basically every meal

The food is not the same.

He believed that Meng Chuyuan would definitely win this competition.

He mentioned this request to Qi Yan during lunch, but it had no effect.

The program team was worried that the door-to-door filming would cause trouble to the grandmother and her family, so he had no choice but to use this competition to deceive others.

Meng Chuyuan shook his head and said disgustedly: "Isn't your approach unkind?"

"I am not begging you because I have no other choice."

Listening to the director's request, Meng Chuyuan felt that it was somewhat outrageous.

Meng Chuyuan twitched the corners of her lips and said without changing her face: "I didn't say I would definitely help you."

She didn't regard this as a competition. She just made whatever dishes she saw. Thinking that this dish was for the villagers to taste, she made some snacks and specially made handmade meatballs.

The director felt that he had been here for too long and had a bad influence on other guests, who might have suspected behind his back that there was something shady about the show.

After a while, the director said tactfully: "Why don't you think about it again? This is really important to our program team."

"The results haven't come out yet. It doesn't seem right for you to discuss this with me in advance? What if the dishes I made don't meet the taste of the villagers and the other two groups win?"

Ten minutes later, each group brought their own dishes to the table for the villagers to try.

For the sake of fairness, the program team completely mixed up the dishes in each group, and then asked the villagers to choose based on their taste after eating.

The guests were very nervous when they saw their dishes being opened and the villagers picking up their chopsticks to taste them.

When the villagers' chopsticks reached for the plate of braised pork cooked by Qi Yan, the audience in the live broadcast room also became restless:

[If I remember correctly, the braised pork was made by Qi Yan, right?]

【Help!! I am already nervous for the villagers】

[I’m nervous for the villagers, hahahaha, sister in front, are you serious? Aren’t you nervous for Miss Qi?]
Chapter completed!