The reborn movie queen is rebellious and the villain boss surrenders obediently

The kitchen is large and can accommodate seven or eight people at the same time without feeling crowded.

Qi Zhan watched the two women go in one after another. After thinking for a moment, he also followed in.

Qiao Xingcan and Song Wan each occupied half of the long kitchen counter and started busy washing and preparing vegetables.

Seeing Qi Zhan come in, Song Wan immediately talked enthusiastically, "I learned a few new dishes from Grandma Qi, all of which you like! I've been practicing at home for several days! What if they don't taste good? If so, you must also support me!"

Qi Zhan glanced at her and said, "Why should I eat it if it doesn't taste good? I'm not a taster!"

Song Wan paused and smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll try my best to perform as well as I can!"

Qiao Xingcan listened to Song Wan's awkward chat with her voice, which she thought was cute, and she felt goosebumps all over her body.

She used the handle of the knife to knock out the cod that was still holding its pupa. While scraping the scales skillfully, she asked Qi Zhan without looking back, "Do you like cod sweet and sour or braised in braise?"

"Braised."

After Qi Zhan finished speaking, his deep eyes fell on Qiao Xingcan's back. She wore a black apron around her waist and a thin rope tied behind her back. It made her waist soft and slender, not too tight to hold.

After a few seconds, he looked away and subconsciously asked, "Which one do you like to eat?"

Qiao Xingcan casually replied, "Sweet and sour." She has always liked sweet and sour food.

"Then make sweet and sour ones."

Qiao Xingcan paused slightly, "If you like braised food, then make a double dish, half braised and half sweet and sour."

"also."

The two of them chatted as if no one else was around, treating Song Wan like nothing.

Qiao Xingcan's words did not hinder the movements of his hands. Before Song Wan had finished washing a few vegetables, Qiao Xingcan had already disemboweled the fish.

By the time Song Wan started chopping vegetables, Qiao Xingcan had already divided the fish into two pieces and put them into two pots to stew.

She moved swiftly and methodically around the kitchen counter, taking care of the fish in the pot and preparing other ingredients.

Qi Zhan suddenly said out loud, "Do you need me to help you?"

Qiao Xingcan was about to say no, but when her words came to her lips, she changed to, "Cut a potato for me!" She put the peeled potatoes on the cutting board, then moved aside and started cutting the beef.

Qi Zhan just asked casually, but he didn't expect that Qiao Xingcan would really arrange work for him.

He was riding a tiger and couldn't get off, so he stepped forward, picked up the kitchen knife and asked, "How do you cut it?"

Qiao Xingcan didn't even look up, "Cut it into shreds."

Qi Zhan carefully recalled in his mind how thick the potato shreds he usually ate were. After a few seconds, he confidently held the handle of the knife and started cutting the potatoes.

Apart from kitchen knives, what kind of knives has he never played with since he was a child?Just cut a potato into shreds, how difficult can it be!

But the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny. Three minutes later, Qiao Xingcan had finished cutting all the meat. She took the time to glance at Qi Zhan. There were two potatoes in total, and the first one was not yet finished.

Qiao Xingcan took a closer look, where was the promised potato shreds?Are you sure this isn't a mace?

Qi Zhan was still lowering his head and carefully measuring the width with his fingers, comparing them neatly. Those who didn't know thought that what he was cutting was not potatoes, but stones!

Qiao Xingcan learned a lesson, swallowed the preaching words, and turned around to do other things. Out of sight, out of mind, she was already thinking about changing the shredded peppers and potatoes into potato sticks and stewed beans.

The two of them were enjoying each other happily, but Song Wan on the other side was obviously absent-minded. She felt scratching her heart and lungs. She neither wanted to see Qi Zhan and Qiao Xingcan talking or acting intimately, nor did she want to leave and give them a chance to be alone.

While he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden pain in his finger. Song Wan threw the kitchen knife away with a cry of surprise and stared at the red blood beads gurgling on the index finger of his left hand.

Qi Zhan and Qiao Xingcan looked over after hearing the sound. Song Wan met Qi Zhan's eyes and immediately shed tears, "Brother Qi, I accidentally cut my hand. It hurts..."

Qi Zhan glanced at her stretched out fingers, frowned and said, "Hurry up and go to the hospital!"

Song Wan thought Qi Zhan was worried about her, and was flattered for a moment.

Unexpectedly, before she could raise the corners of her lips, Qi Zhan had already looked away and continued cutting potatoes, "It will take a while to heal."

There were still tears on Song Wan's face. Hearing this, he froze for two seconds, feeling like he was on a roller coaster.

She had known Qi Zhan for more than ten years, but he had never spoken to her in a friendly manner. She had long been accustomed to it, but today in front of Qiao Xingcan, she felt twice as hurt.

Song Wan stood there for more than ten seconds, then suddenly turned around and left the kitchen without saying a word.

Qiao Xingcan caught a glimpse of her figure disappearing at the door. He immediately let out a sigh of relief and nuzzled at Qi Zhan, "You pissed her off!"

Qi Zhan finally finished cutting two potatoes and reached out to pinch the sore back of his neck. Yun Danfeng said softly, "If she just leaves like this, she won't be Song Wan anymore."

Sure enough, after a while, Song Wan was back to working in the kitchen, with a band-aid on the injured finger.

Qiao Xingcan secretly winked at Qi Zhan, who was calm and asked, "Is there anything else you want to cut?"

"No more! Why don't you go out and take a rest?" She was afraid that Qi Zhan would cut out some radish and bitter melon strips for her.

Qi Zhan had already intended this, so he hummed slightly, washed his hands, turned around and walked out.

Without Qi Zhan to hold him back, Qiao Xingcan finished all the dishes in less than half an hour and started placing them one by one on the table outside.

There are a total of ten dishes plus two soups, and all of them are hard dishes. They are full of color, flavor and flavor, making it a proper Manchu-Han banquet.

In comparison, the four dishes that Song Wan cooked for a long time seemed ordinary.

After all the food was placed, Qi Zhan slowly came down from the second floor.

He had just taken a shower and changed into some home-like clothes. His hair was half-dried, and his whole person looked much softer.

Qi Zhan sat in the main seat, while Qiao Xingcan and Song Wan sat opposite each other on the left and right.

The double plate of cod was placed closest to Qi Zhan. Seeing that the braised side was obviously larger than the sweet and sour side, he felt happy for no reason.

His face remained calm as he picked up a piece of braised cod and put it into his mouth.

He has tasted Qiao Xingcan's food twice. The first time was the tomato braised noodles during the variety show recording, and the second time was the vegetable and lean meat porridge not long ago. This time it was still of the expected standard!

Qi Zhan is a very picky person, and Qiao Xingcan is the first person to make his most hated bitter melon so delicious!

Qi Zhan ate every dish Qiao Xingcan cooked with gusto. On the other hand, Qi Zhan never touched the four dishes cooked by Song Wan after taking the first bite.

In this secret competition, who wins and who loses is decided.

After dinner, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Song Wan got up and prepared to leave, "Ms. Qiao, you didn't drive, did you? I'll take you home on the way."

Before Qiao Xingcan could answer, Qi Zhan said without changing his expression, "You can go alone, she will stay with me."