Signed in for eight years, was exposed by the school girl's niece

Seeing his uncle's knife skills just now, she looked forward to how his dishes would taste.

Soon, Su Qingcheng walked back to the kitchen with a piece of ice in her arms.

Ye Qing took it, put it in the basin, then took out a small dagger and began to slide on the ice.

The barrage in the live broadcast room became active again, and the number of viewers reached 1.

At this time, after Ye Qing sculpted on the ice, a cylindrical prototype appeared faintly.

[I'm going, this is amazing, how can such a dagger make this ice sculpture into a circle? 】

[The details are full, I would like to call my uncle the smallest man. 】

【Eye: I have learned.Hand: imitate your paralysis. 】

The audience in the live broadcast room were amazed.

But they didn't know that for Ye Qing, this was just the beginning.

Relying on the imaginary pattern, Ye Qing carved on the icicle one by one, and the column was carved more and more delicately, gradually appearing in the shape of an arrow.

Another 2 minutes later, under Ye Qing's rapid carving, an ice tree suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Until the carving was completed, there was no flaw or leak in the ice body, and Ye Qing's knife technique was as precise as programming.

The barrage exploded again!

[Damn it, how many years of hand speed is this. 】

[The carving depends on my uncle. Others use pumpkins and cucumbers to carve. My uncle directly carves on ice, so I ask you, who else? 】

【Uncle, God forever! 】

The barrage skyrocketed directly, and the number of people in the live broadcast room skyrocketed again, reaching 2.3 people, directly advancing into the top 100 popularity list.

Su Qingcheng couldn't help but took a closer look, stretched out her little hand to touch it, the surface was too smooth, how could it be carved with a knife.

【Uncle, you are amazing! 】Su Qingcheng looked at Ye Qing with admiration.

Ye Qing waved his hand.

After carving the ice tree, Ye Qing simply processed the fish fillets, added some secret seasonings and painted them, and the fish fillets were dyed golden yellow.

Afterwards, Ye Qing hung the sashimi on the branches of the ice tree.

An ice tree sashimi is considered complete.

From the appearance, it looks like an ice tree with golden leaves, and it is absolutely an exquisite work of art in the carving world.

Su Qingcheng looked at the golden fish, and couldn't help drooling. While her uncle was turning around to cook other dishes, she picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

It is smooth, soft and tender, cool and delicious, with a bit of sweet and sour feeling. The amazing thing is that this sashimi has no fishy smell at all.

[Uncle, someone is stealing fish! 】

[Anchor, you actually eat alone! 】

[My mouth was watering, I was so scared that I quickly ordered a pack of instant noodles. 】

Chapter 9

Su Qingcheng licked her lips, and gave a playful compliment!

Of course Ye Qing saw that girl Su Qingcheng was greedy for food, but for the sake of the show effect, he didn't order it, and dealt with the leftover ingredients on his own.

"Uncle, how many dishes are you going to cook today?" Su Qingcheng put down his chopsticks, walked to Ye Qing, and asked.

Ye Qing smiled, "Let's have five dishes and one soup, the two of us don't cook too much, or we won't be able to finish it."

Su Qingcheng nodded, and said obediently: "Well, is there anything I can help you with? I'll help you."

Ye Qing thought for a while, "Cook some rice for me, two spoonfuls of rice and half a spoonful of water."

Su Qingcheng glanced at the ingredients that had been neatly handled by Ye Qing, and ran to the rice cooker helplessly.

[Haha, anchor, don't be discouraged, at least you also participated in this cooking operation. 】

[Yes, and you are the main force, I guess you will eat more than 1/2 of the meals later, so this cooking operation, you have contributed a lot! 】

Su Qingcheng glanced at the barrage, and said with a smile: "There is a specialization in art, my uncle is good at cooking, and I am good at cooking. The ratio of water to rice is definitely just right!"

After finishing speaking, Su Qingcheng poured the rice into the ladle, then dug out a ladle of water with the ladle, and poured it into the pot smoothly.

【puff!Host, can you cook?Don't even wash the rice? 】

[This operation?The rice has leaked into the tank, and the scoop is covered with rice, won't it separate?It looks like you are cooking for the first time! 】

[Cow: Please let me go. 】

Su Qingcheng drooped her face: "Okay, I have a showdown, I am a rookie in cooking, I only know how to eat."

Ye Qing joked: "Want to learn? Uncle teach you?"

There were stars in Su Qingcheng's eyes, "Okay, okay!"

Ye Qing smiled and began to explain to Su Qingcheng, "I'm going to make a puff pastry lion head now. First of all, I have to choose this kind of pork belly with even fat and thinness, and I also need to prepare some ingredients, dark soy sauce, starch, ginger powder... …”

While Ye Qing was teaching Su Qingcheng, his hands were not idle. He put the ingredients of the main dish into the pan and fried them in oil.

Ten minutes later, the fragrant meringue lion's head came out of the pan, and then thickened with gravy, then took out the previous bottle of white wine, and poured a little into the dish.

Immediately, the aroma rushed to the face, and soon the whole kitchen was filled with the aroma of vegetables.

This wine smells so good.

Although Su Qingcheng had never drunk wine, he could still smell it. Compared with his father's Wuliangye, this wine was much more fragrant.

However, small wine is used for cooking, so it should not be some expensive bar.

Although the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't smell the taste, they couldn't help swallowing when they saw the quality of the dishes.

As Ye Qing cooked, the rewards flew up one by one.

Good guy, before she received gifts of a few dollars and tens of dollars, these fans with uncle’s ID actually gave gifts worth hundreds of thousands directly, private jets cost 300 yuan each, volcanic eruptions cost 1314 yuan each, luxury The Rockets cost 666 yuan each, which together feels higher than her total income from live streaming these days.

[Haha, why didn't you report your ID? 】

[Admit it, you are jealous of my uncle! 】

[Uncle, I am the woman you will never get in your life. 】

Su Qingcheng was focused on watching Ye Qing cook just now, so he forgot to read his ID when thanking the gift.

"No way, my uncle is my family member, why should I eat his vinegar?"

"Thank you for the private jet sent by my uncle's fans, thank you for being so handsome..."

Because of the audience's gifts, the popularity of the live broadcast room soared, with the peak number of people reaching 5, and the cumulative number of viewers has exceeded 20. Su Qingcheng's live broadcast room was recommended on the homepage, and the popularity ranking directly reached the top.

And the number of Su Qingcheng's fans also skyrocketed to more than 5, and Su Qingcheng's face was full of smiles.

At this time, Ye Qing, who had finished the last dish, clapped his hands and said to Su Qingcheng: "Xiaocheng, wash your hands and eat."

Su Qingcheng nodded, looked at the live broadcast room and said: "Friends in the audience, I'm going to have dinner, let's end the broadcast here today, it's time for dinner, everyone should eat early too! Bye!"

The audience in the live broadcast room wailed.

【? ? ? 】

[Mist grass?What are you doing here? 】

[Come on, my rice bowl is ready, you pinch it for me? 】

[Eating and broadcasting is popular now, why don't you do eating and broadcasting once! 】

[Yes, I want to watch my uncle eat, otherwise I will cancel it. 】

[Where is your home, can I go over and grab some leftovers? 】

Su Qingcheng smiled, "Stop messing around, I'm starving to death, eating and broadcasting can only be energetic when I'm full, and I'll broadcast it later."

Su Qingcheng's humorous and witty style also amused the audience, so they didn't force her anymore and said goodbye to her one after another.

After the broadcast, Su Qingcheng finished washing her hands, and went to the living room to get a glass of water. Looking at the box beside her, she was a little curious.

"Uncle, what's the password for your box? Can I open it and have a look?"

Ye Qing who came out of the kitchen nodded, "Yes, the password is 15842."

Anyway, there was nothing shameful in the box, so Su Qingcheng could just look at it if he wanted.

Su Qingcheng randomly opened one of the boxes with the password Ye Qing provided.

Inside the box was a black Tang knife.

This should be the instrument knife among the Tang knives, about 120 cm long, with a slender blade, a scabbard engraved with dragon patterns, and a ring in the shape of a green dragon on the handle.

Ritual knives were mostly used in royal ceremonies in ancient times, and the dragon ring on the head of the handle symbolized the majesty of the royal family.

Of course, Su Qingcheng didn't know what kind of knife this was, she thought it was a sword from the shape.

And this appearance is also tattooed with dragons, which feels very domineering.

Su Qingcheng held the handle curiously and wanted to pick it up, but the knife was so heavy that she couldn't pick it up with one hand at all. She just said that when she moved the box before, she thought it was filled with stones .

Then, she put the knife on the table, and slowly pulled it out. The blade was silver-white, and it looked a bit reflective from this angle.

Su Qingcheng stretched out his fingers to touch the back of the knife to see what material it was made of.

Ye Qing, who was taking out a bottle of red wine from the cupboard, looked up and saw this scene, and immediately shouted: "Don't move!"

Su Qingcheng was taken aback, and subconsciously withdrew her hand, but it was still a step too late, a cold light flashed by, and Su Qingcheng's fingers were cut by it.

"Ah!" Su Qingcheng let out a scream.

Ye Qing hurried over to put the knife away, Su Qingcheng sucked the blood from his fingers and said aggrievedly: "I obviously didn't touch it! And what I'm going to touch is the back of the knife."

Ye Qing said helplessly: "Where is the Band-Aid, I will put it on for you! I really dare not tell you to move around."

Su Qingcheng lowered her head and pointed to a cabinet under the TV.

Ye Qing walked over, found a band-aid, returned to Su Qingcheng, tore off the package, and carefully pasted it on Su Qingcheng.

Ye Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "In the future, don't mess with knives and swords, but it's my fault that my knives are too sharp, so I didn't tell you in advance, and you are so lucky, so many boxes, you just opened Tang Dao."

Chapter 10

"Woooo, I got it, uncle, I will never touch your knife again! Besides, as expected, a man is a teenager until he dies. You are so old, and you still play with a knife, and that knife is so fancy!"

Ye Qing glanced at her.

Then, seeing Su Qingcheng's pitiful expression, he patted her head and said with a smile: "It's a little thing, this wound will heal in a while, let's eat."

Su Qingcheng nodded and followed Ye Qing back to the dining table.

"Eat."

Ye Qing picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of lion's head, and said.

Su Qingcheng looked at the delicious food in front of him, licked his tongue, and like Ye Qing, he also put a piece of lion's head into the bowl.

Su Qingcheng took a bite of the lion's head. It was soft, glutinous and crispy, spicy and delicious, especially the juice inside. I don't know what kind of seasoning it is, it is simply endless aftertaste.

"It's so delicious, uncle, if you become a chef, you must be a Michelin-level chef!"

Su Qingcheng's words are definitely not bragging, and she even said it a little conservatively. They live in a villa, and their conditions are not bad, so she has eaten Michelin, five-star, etc., but compared with Ye Qing's lion's head , is still much inferior.

"You can eat more if it's delicious."

Ye Qing smiled and took a piece of sashimi for Su Qingcheng.

Su Qingcheng mixed some sauce, and then ate a large piece of fish into her mouth.

It is fresh, smooth and tender, with a touch of freshness and coldness, and there is a lingering sweetness in the mouth after eating.

"Uncle, what should I do? I feel that after eating your food, I won't be able to eat my mother's food in the future." Su Qingcheng looked at Ye Qing and said seriously.

Ye Qing frowned, "Good guy, do you want me to be your cook?"

"Uncle, what are you talking about? We are a family, and my niece wants to eat, so you just say that as my uncle, should you cook for her?"

Su Qingcheng was just joking, how dare she ask her uncle to cook for her every day, how could mother spare her?

"Don't worry, uncle, you just wait for me to succeed in my studies, and I will cook for you every day in the future."

After finishing speaking, Su Qingcheng picked up the fish-flavored shredded pork, poured the little fish-flavored shredded pork into his own bowl, and began to feast on it.

Ye Qing couldn't help giving her a blank look, "Are you old? You're just old."