A max-level boss and her conspicuous family members

Zhou Ciyan showed an apologetic expression and cut the peeled potatoes into hob pieces on another cutting board nearby.

His knife skills are very good, he cuts the potatoes quickly and the potatoes are evenly sized.

After cutting the potatoes, Zhou Ciyan poured the rice into the rice cooker, rinsed the rice with water, and cooked the rice.

For his help in the kitchen, Cheng Jianwei gave him a head of garlic: "Peel it."

Zhou Ciyan plugged in the rice cooker and pressed the switch.

Then, guarding the kitchen trash can, he began to peel garlic carefully.

She saw how big he was, quietly and carefully picking garlic with his hands, and she wanted to laugh, but she tried hard to hold it back.

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In the end, Cheng Jianwei couldn't stand it anymore, so he slapped the garlic with a kitchen knife and threw it to Zhou Ciyan: "This will make it easier to peel."

"Thank you for your kindness." Zhou Ciyan smiled softly at her, and it seemed that the big tail in his heart was wagging - Xiaoyue really did have something for herself in her heart.

Cheng Jian hissed slightly.

This man was so good-looking that she felt like he was seducing her whenever he smiled at her.

Soon, the kitchen turned into Cheng Jianwei's gourmet live broadcast room.

She boiled a pot of hot water, and Zhou Ciyan helped her cut onions, ginger, and prepare chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns.

When the water was boiling, she put the soaked lamb chops in a different pot under cold water, added scallions, ginger and cooking wine. The lamb chops were quickly boiled over high heat. Then, she took the lamb chops out and set them aside. This step also uses The blood foam and smelly smell come and go.

Pour oil into a cold pot and put a small handful of rock sugar into the pot.

"Be careful." Zhou Ciyan stepped forward and handed the pot lid to Cheng Jianwei to prevent the rock sugar from melting and the hot oil from splashing later.

Fu Ran stepped forward from nowhere. To prove that he still had rich theoretical knowledge, he asked on behalf of the audience: "Is this the color of fried sugar? How deep should it be fried?"

Cheng Jianwei held the pot lid in front of him: "Braised in soy sauce is a home-made method. Only when the meat is stir-fried with rock sugar can it be red and shiny, fresh and slightly sweet."

"It's enough until the rock sugar bubbles slightly."

In a moment, the rock sugar melted into a pale golden viscous liquid. The color of fried sugar is the most dangerous, but she saw that she poured in the lamb chops decisively and stir-fried them over high heat. The lamb chops collided and rolled in the pot, blended with the melted rock sugar, and soon became It turned into a bright red.

Cheng Jianwei slowly added the bay leaves, peppercorns and other seasonings to fully bring out the aroma, and then poured a large spoonful of the prepared braised sauce, every movement being orderly.

Fu Ran asked: "Did you make this juice yourself? It's already sugar-colored, so why do you still need to pour soy sauce?"

Cheng Jianwei explained: "This is a sauce blended with braised soy sauce and other seasonings. Although the sugar color can already color the lamb chops, if you want to make the flavor rich and thick, you still need to control the heat. The most important thing is the matching of the sauce. This Only when these steps are completed can the lamb chops taste more layered. Also, the water required to cover the lamb chops must not be cold water, otherwise the meat will become stale."

As she spoke, she poured the newly boiled water into the pot, and when the fire started to boil, she covered the pot.

"After it boils like this, turn to medium-low heat and simmer for fifty minutes, then add the potatoes and continue to simmer for a quarter of an hour until the juice is reduced."

A hint of fragrance escapes from the gap between the lid and the pot.

"Gudong-"

"Okay, it smells so good!" Fu Ran swallowed a huge mouthful of saliva.

Zhou Ciyan nodded in agreement.

Cheng Jian glanced at the two of them and felt that a cute border collie and a bright husky were both lying next to the pot looking at him.

...That husky is still golden.

Barrage: [She seems to be really teaching me how to cook seriously. 】

[This looks so delicious that tears flowed out of my mouth. 】

[Ah ah ah, I will definitely change to a mobile phone that can smell in my lifetime. 】

[Fortunately, I was lying in bed eating fried chicken while following the live broadcast, watching Sister Wei cooking and showing off the fried chicken, which was very satisfying. 】

[As we all know, "Let's Go Brothers and Sisters" is also called "Let's Farm Brothers and Sisters" and also "Let's Go and Work"]

While the lamb chops were stewing, she selected a plate for steaming the fish, placed green onions and ginger on the bottom of the plate, covered the fish body with ginger slices, and put half a pot of water in the steamer to boil.

Fu Ran asked again: "Well...don't fish need cooking wine to remove its smell?" He still has common sense.

Cheng Jianwei always talks eloquently about cooking: "I just gave the fish a full-body spa and applied salt and green onion, ginger, and pepper water. This pickling can remove the fishy smell. Adding cooking wine will destroy the fresh taste of the sea bass."

While the water is boiling, the water in the steamer is also boiling.

She put the fish into the steamer and started steaming it while preparing the soy sauce.

Cheng Jianwei took out a few more chicken legs, "shushuashushu" the knife along the texture of the chicken to remove the bones, with skillful and neat movements, and then cut the skin and meat into one-inch cubes, put in the seasonings and marinated them aside, preparing to make spicy food later. Chicken cubes.

Finally, she was free for a while. When she looked up, she saw a pair of wolf-like eyes.

"Sister Wei, can you give me something to eat later?" Fu Ran asked while sipping his saliva, "Don't force me to kneel down and beg you."

Fu Chen rubbed his hands. He didn't know when he had adjusted from the weak emo. Although he was still trying to maintain the calm appearance of a veteran cadre, his eyes were red: "Seeing the slightest, what the eldest brother wants to say is to pay." What Ran wants to say."

Shen Zhizhi also looked at her without saying anything, his amber eyes like a cat waiting to be fed.

Zhou Ciyan was still busy nearby, helping her prepare the ingredients for spicy chicken.

Cheng Jian slightly raised his forehead: You are really...

[Can you guys make a difference? 】

[Laughing like crazy, Fu Ran raised his voice because he was doing the job, and when he saw Sister Wei, he thought he was really Cheng Jianwei's brother. 】

[If you are not active in your work, you will have a problem with your thinking. If you are not diligent in your work today, your status will be unstable tomorrow! 】

[What I said before is correct, so can you show me your mouth? 】

Cheng Jian waved his hand and said, "It still needs time."

Fu Chen and Fu Ran said in unison: "It's okay, we can wait."

Shen Zhizhu had already come to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Brother and sister Feng Mian and Feng Yaoyao were sitting on the sofa in the living room, chatting on the surface, but Feng Mian's mind had already drifted to the kitchen.

In his mind, the food cooked by Cheng Jianwei was simply outstanding. The taste was comparable to that of Tire Chef. Even the picky and mean old man Feng praised it.

She used to like herself. Every time she came to Fengzhai, she would cook for Mr. Feng. She would also make some food for him to take back to him. In fact, those meals were the most nourishing because she knew that she had a bad stomach. , specially made for myself.

Of course Feng Mian liked it very much, but he rarely praised it.

In this way, if he occasionally compliments, Cheng Jianwei will feel it is very precious.

Until now, more than two months after breaking up with her, Feng Mian found that he missed her cooking very much.

"Brother, brother?" Feng Yaoyao's voice interrupted his memories.

"I'm sorry Yaoyao, I was distracted just now," Feng Mian calmed down, his expression returned to normal, and he showed the perfect sweet girl smile, "What's wrong?"

"Brother, what are you thinking about? You are so lost in thought," Feng Yaoyao followed his gaze and glanced at the kitchen, her tone seemed casual, "Are you thinking about the meal that Miss Cheng cooked for you before?"

"I..." There was a hint of sadness in Feng Mian's eyes.

Barrage: [What? ! My new husband Cheng Jianwei actually cooked for Mr. Feng? 】

[Wow, Mr. Feng’s expression is so sad. Is it not that Cheng Jianwei’s old love is unforgettable, but that Mr. Feng wants to rekindle his old love and catch up on variety shows? Isn’t that a novel about the entertainment industry’s reunion coming into reality? 】

[Real couples are the best to drink. Unexpectedly, Cheng Jianwei actually cooked for Feng Mian. I suddenly started to drink it after they broke up. 】

A fluorescent green barrage floated out: [Woooooooo, I got it too! They are called "Wei Mian", can they defend their titles and get back together? 】

Passer-by: [Total madness? You came? Why don't you say that your brother is beautiful alone? When will there be a live broadcast of eating Ori? 】

Completely Feng Kuangye: [...] This matter cannot be overcome, right?