Aspiring Food Supplier

"What? True or false?" Peng Peng said in disbelief, "But everyone seems to be using it wrong?"

He Jiong nodded with a smile, "This is really out of context, and it has been used until now, so that it is widely known."

"Cultural inheritance really cannot stand mistakes." Zifeng breathed out, "I thought this sentence was derogatory."

"Most people think that this sentence comes from Tang Xianzu's "The Peony Pavilion", and with the addition of the plot of the Peony Pavilion, there is a misunderstanding." Huang Lei concluded, "So, Peng Peng's sentence is based on the original meaning. , is inappropriate, but it is not wrong according to the usual thinking of modern people."

"Hey." Peng Peng scratched his head.

"Brother, are you fat again?" Zifeng glanced at Peng Peng's stomach.

"Ah!" Peng Peng panicked, "No!"

Ling Rui laughed, "It's really fat, I can see it."

At this time, the first fish had been fished out, and Ling Rui put the second fish in for frying.

Peng Peng quickly waved his hands, "No! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!" Then his eyes fell on the freshly cooked fish, "Brother Rui, this fried fish is really good! Is it ready?"

"what?"

"My brother means, can it be eaten?"

"Well...Of course not." Ling Rui shook his head, "It means the skin looks golden, but the fish inside is not cooked."

Peng Peng touched his stomach, "I'm so hungry!"

"just wait."

Except for Ling Rui who was standing, the others all moved small stools to chat with Ling Rui.

"Brother Rui, did the filming go well? Did you get scolded by the director?" Peng Peng asked again.

Ling Rui shook his head.

"Haha, not only was he not scolded, but he also got a title."

"Ah? What title?" Naturally, He Jiong didn't know.

"It's a bit like JJ's title." Huang Lei touched his chin, then stuffed a firewood into the stove, and spoke.

"Walking CD?"

"Walkman?"

"Walking phonograph?"

Three people gave three different answers.

Huang Lei shook his head.

Ling Rui blushed slightly, do you have to do this? "Master!"

Chapter 102 101. Cooking in progress ([-])

Seeing Ling Rui was a little embarrassed, Huang Lei became playful.

"Neither? What is that?" Peng Peng rested his chin in one hand, and frowned in confusion.

"Could it be related to eating?" He Jiong got to the point and opened his eyes wide.

Huang Lei nodded.

"A walking chef?" Zifeng guessed.

"It's very similar!" Huang Lei nodded.

Ling Rui's ears were red, and when he saw that the second fish was fried, he put the other fish in, and then added ginger, garlic and chili and sautéed until fragrant.

Then add dark soy sauce, light soy sauce, salt, sugar, cooking wine, water.

After putting the lid on the pot, Huang Lei said, "It's a walking kitchen!"

"Hahaha!" Peng Peng laughed loudly, "A walking kitchen!? This title is too low! Hahaha!"

He Jiong also laughed, but not too exaggeratedly.

Zifeng also bent over.

Huang Lei even patted his thigh haha, "You say Coke is not fun? I also recognize the walking restaurant. What is the walking kitchen?"

Ling Rui had no choice but to say, "They're all a bunch of cheating teammates, do I still want to look good?"

"Hahaha!" Peng Peng laughed until tears came out, and then said. "Brother Rui, why do you need an image?"

"Peng Peng, you probably don't want to eat dinner?" Ling Rui said lightly.

"Don't! Brother, I was wrong!" Peng Peng hurried to his heart, he didn't want to be unable to eat for a while.

"Come here, break the eggs." Ling Rui pointed to the ten eggs and said.

"Okay, boss." Peng Peng got up quickly and asked again, "Brother, what is this bastard doing?"

"Guess?" Ling Rui raised his eyebrows slightly, then took a large piece of tofu, and began to cut it into small triangular pieces. He had made homemade tofu before, but this time, let's make fried tofu.

There was already a beeping sound in the pot, and the smell of fish also dispersed with the steam, and the casserole beside it also began to boil.

"Oh, I'm going!" He Jiong opened his eyes wide, "Mr. Huang, look at my position."

Huang Lei turned around and laughed, "Are you hungry?"

"Hungry! Super hungry!" He Jiong nodded, "My position is exactly between the big stove and the small stove. The smell from that side comes over, and the smell from this side also comes over. Really, my stomach is screaming."

"Me too." Zifeng sat silently by the small stove. "I'll watch the fire over here."

"So, waiting is the most tormenting." Huang Lei sighed, "I'm hungry too, it's as if a large group of us have never eaten, isn't it too scary?"

"Yes." Peng Peng knocked the eggs, then picked up the chopsticks and started stirring.

"Tsk, I'm not a big devil." Ling Rui lifted the lid of the pot, scooped up some fish soup with a spoon, and passed it to Huang Lei's mouth, "Master, have a taste."

Huang Lei opened his mouth unceremoniously, "Ah."

Ling Rui gave Zhengzhou a look.

Zhengzhou understood, and the camera approached.

Huang Lei wanted to laugh, but he pretended not to know, because the soup hadn't even reached his mouth yet, just such a mouthful of soup had drawn out all his gluttons before he ate it. Give Ling Rui a look, you should hurry up.