If I don't film, I have to go home and inherit billions of dollars

Chapter 64 The Perfect Girl's Favorite With Spicy Seasoning

Holding a skeptical attitude, after watching Wang Qing's actions for a long time, Huang Lei silently retracted the disbelief just now.

Although this kid's movements were very casual, he didn't even look through the skewers as carefully as he did just now to check whether the skewers are cooked or not, and how hot they are.

But it was such an operation, coupled with Wang Qing's confident appearance, that Huang Lei felt that he was actually eating one-on-one teppanyaki dishes.

When Wang Qing put the first grilled squid on the plate, Huang Lei on the opposite side directly reached out to pick it up and taste it, regardless of burning his mouth.

In order not to make the squid too hard, he grilled all the squid skewers for less than 3 minutes.

Seeing Huang Lei peeling off the hot squid meat from the bamboo stick with his teeth, Wang Qing continued the action contentedly after seeing a surprised expression on his face.

Tender and delicious, this is Huang Lei's first feeling when his tongue touches the squid meat, and then he can't help but start chewing.

The squid meat is very chewy, not too soft, not too hard and too old, and the heat is well controlled.

After relishing the ultimate taste experience brought by this bunch of grilled squid, he turned his attention to the big plate of grilled squid.

But the maturity brought by the years still made him suppress the appetite in his heart, resisting the idea of ​​reaching for the second one, he turned his attention to the understatement of Wang Qing.

Seeing this, he was stunned again.

Huang Lei didn't feel it when he hadn't tasted the delicacy before, but now that he was eating something made by Wang Qing and seeing this scene again, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"Boss?" He called out unconsciously.

"What?" Wang Qing didn't hear clearly.

After being stunned for a while, Huang Lei shook his head, "It's nothing, I just remembered a character I played in the past. The feeling you gave me just now is very similar to me at that time, even more like that character than me."

Without specifying who it was, he looked at Wang Qing with some admiration, "Your family used to be a cook?"

When Ge Luo's production team handed over to the beautiful life program group, they only explained how difficult it was for Wang Qing to arrange some heavy work for him, and don't give him too many shots, so Huang Lei didn't know about Wang Qing. birth.

"No, it's just a hobby." Wang Qing shook his head with a smile, "It's better to eat it quickly. If you're grilling, it's better to eat it while your mouth is hot."

While chatting, he had unknowingly grilled all the skewers on the grill and started to grill the second batch.

Diverting this topic, Wang Qing doesn't want to explain more about these things for the time being, because he can't explain.

What he can foresee is that with the help of the system in the future, he will know more and more things for filming. If he explains too much now, it will only make his future self unable to speak.

As of now, he is only 21 years old, except for his infancy, it would have been more than ten years.

I have learned so many skills in ten years, and it is still at a level that others seem to be unattainable. This is not something that can be explained by a genius.

With this in mind, instead of explaining, Wang Qing should not say anything and play down these things in front of the public.

Huang Lei nodded, he couldn't wait to eat another bunch.

As for the interaction between the two, Mr. He and the three who were sitting and chatting next to him had noticed long ago, and they were also eagerly waiting for the plate in Huang Lei's hand at this time.

Not long after, admiration came out of several people's mouths one after another, and they threw it towards Wang Qing as if they didn't want money.

After eating the skewers grilled by Huang Lei, they tasted the things grilled by Wang Qing, and they could easily tell the difference.

The current Huang Lei is not as unconvinced as before. He carefully tastes the various skewers in front of him, each of which brings him a different feeling.

"But Xiaoqing, how on earth did you manage to control the heat so well." Sitting on the table and tasting, Huang Lei thought about learning from Wang Qing by the way, and making it for his wife and children at the next family dinner.

"It can only be said that practice makes perfect." Wang Qing explained while brushing oil on the skewers in his hand: "Which parts of these ingredients are cooked quickly and which parts are cooked slowly, it will be more or less difficult to cook for a long time. I can understand a little bit."

"What I do is to use this small knife in my hand to make a whole skewer, whether it's the head, the tail or the inside and outside, be cooked at the same time as possible, and at the most suitable time."

As he spoke, he shook the fine fruit knife in his hand.

"Will it be okay if you do it for a long time?" Huang Lei looked at the fruit knife. He did notice that Wang Qing was holding the knife and swiping on the skewers from time to time, but he didn't think about it.

But can this kind of thing really be learned after doing it for a long time?
"Forget it." He gave up the idea of ​​continuing to learn from the scriptures. Obviously, what Wang Qing has mastered at this level cannot be learned by himself.

A large plate of grilled skewers was eaten quickly, and each of them ate their mouths full of oil. It was because they couldn't eat more that they stopped their actions.

For a chef, the most satisfying thing is to be recognized and appreciated for what he makes.

After Wang Qing grilled the last few skewers, he put them on a plate, and returned to his previous seat under the gaze of several people who seemed to be shining.

"Master, can I often go to your house for lunch in the future? The barbecue is so delicious, you must be good at other things too." Liu Xianhua was the first to speak, and shamelessly moved a stool to Wang Qing's side.

"Don't call me master." Wang Qing looked helplessly at this elder brother who was nine years older than him, "But if you want to eat, I welcome you at any time."

"Master, you are very kind." Both hands were oily, Liu Xianhua could only hug Wang Qing with his arms, but Wang Qing pushed him away with disgust.

I noticed my younger sister who was sitting on the bench and touching her propped up belly, quietly in a daze.

The time has unknowingly arrived at nine o'clock or ten o'clock. If she is at home during this time period, she should go to bed on time. After all, if she is at home, she has to go to school the next day.

Picking out a grilled sausage from the dinner plate, Wang Qing handed it to Zi Feng with dull eyes, "Sister, I specially prepared it for you."

"what?"

Suddenly woke up, my sister took it without knowing why, but after seeing the thing in her hand, she quickly realized what was going on, and said with a smile: "Could it be?"

"Spicy and spiced, perfect girl's favorite." Saying this sentence in unison, the two looked at each other unconsciously and laughed.

Time seems to go back to a month ago, when they were still filming together.

"What do you mean?" The three people next to him didn't understand.

"This is a line from the movie my sister and I acted in." Wang Qing explained with a smile, "We are playing high school students in the play. Usually, there will be a stall selling sausages at the entrance of the school."

"We ate a lot of sausages for filming. During that time, I really wanted to vomit when I saw the sausages."

(End of this chapter)