[Full-time master] Love can last for a long time

A group of people went back and forth several times, filling the kitchen to the brim.Fang Shiqian clapped his hands with a sense of accomplishment: "Okay, okay, the next step is cooking in groups!"

hold head high? ! ! ! 0-0

Isn't it just moving things?

Many people who were not in the state stared at each other, and then they heard Wang Jiexi calmly announce: "Tonight's meal, let's divide up and prepare."

Su Mucheng looked around with her hands behind her back and smiled, "I think it will be very interesting!"

Zhao Ling winked at her: "Most of the 'Golden Generation' are here, kind of like...'Golden Kitchen'?"

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Based on the disadvantages of all kinds of people under the roof and the consideration that food is everything, everyone actively (reluctantly) and rushed to sign up (forced) to form a cold dish side dish group, a hot dish chef group, and a staple food group. Dessert group.

The members of the cold dishes team include Ye Qiu, Han Wenqing, Wang Jiexi and Yu Wenzhou.

The Hot Dishes team includes Zhang Jiale, Huang Shaotian, Liu Xiaobie, Jiang Botao, Yuan Baiqing and Deng Fusheng.

The staple food group includes Zhang Xinjie, Fang Shiqian, Su Mucheng and Zhao Ling.

When seeing the group match, the honest Liu Xiaobie tugged at Huang Shaotian's sleeves, and whispered, "Why are the captains all eating cold dishes?"

Huang Shaotian sighed with a vicissitudes of life and sophistication: "Because the technical difficulty of cold dishes is low, it's easy to be lazy. This is clearly the group of relying on the old to sell the old, old skin and old face, and a brazen heart!"

Liu Xiaobie was weakly suspicious: "No way, Team Han and our Team Wang are both quite upright?" When he said this, he clearly excluded the duo of heart masters, and he had already given up the desire to argue. .

Huang Shaotian said "the other two are not good people either", he hesitated to speak, and patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, you will be glad later that you are not in the side dish group."

As soon as the words were finished, Han Wenqing raised the large kitchen knife and dropped it with his hand. With a "boom", a fish flicked its tail and jumped twice, completely out of breath.

Han Wenqing raised his hand again with a blank expression on his face, and made two "boom bang", and the other two fish did not move.

The rest of the group members retreated fifty steps silently, leaving the battlefield to the Jagged Han team tacitly.In such a bloody scene, only Ye Qiu squatted calmly in front of the trash can, lazily peeling garlic with a toothpick in his mouth.After thinking for a while, he raised his head and asked, "Old Han, can you pat the garlic? How about you pat the garlic too, so I can peel it off."

"No time." Han Wenqing wiped the shiny Chinese kitchen knife with a scouring pad, and said coldly, "I'll kill chickens later."

There was a silent tremor in the audience.

"Oh, where's Wenzhou?" Ye Qiu immediately looked to the other side.

Yu Wenzhou, who was flipping through the phone slowly, didn't even lift his eyelids: "I'm studying the recipe, Captain Ye, you peel it first."

"Wenzhou, by the way, help me to see if I can buy a stone pestle or wooden pestle. I want to make preserved eggs with double peppers." Wang Jiexi has green peppers in his hands, and preserved eggs covered in green and black mud under his feet. His eyes are shining with strange excitement. .

Liu Xiaobie turned around silently: "I think we should order takeaway..."

Huang Shaotian shook his head, pointed to the stove: "It's already late."

Standing in front of the stove, Zhang Jiale checked the iron pan from left to right, and generously poured a large spoonful of oil, inside were a few pitifully small green beans.

"Oh? Where's the spoon?" Zhang Jiale threw down the pot in front of the greasy pot, and searched everywhere for something called "spoon" that was actually a spatula.

"Hehehe, everyone is really professional." Fang Shiqian looked at the enthusiastic departure without shame, and nodded in satisfaction.

Zhao Ling couldn't bear to look directly at it, and lowered her head to mix her own cake batter. At the same time, she wondered if the portion of the cake should be increased if nothing was served.

She looked up at the bustling kitchen, and silently regretted those sponsors and organizers—no commercial performances or advertisements were as lovely as the fireworks at this moment.If you find a chance to invite everyone to do such a cooking show, it is estimated that the ratings will directly ban the All-Star Game.

These teenagers who have been struggling in the half-acre field in the competitive game room all the year round have put in unimaginable perseverance and sweat, but also regretted that many of their peers should have lived.

For example, the kitchen at the moment is for professional players whose ten fingers only touch the keyboard.It seems to be the most difficult copy.

Zhang Xinjie, who has a rigorous obsessive-compulsive disorder like the German Empire, arranged a long row of small bowls on the table, and compared seasonings and side dishes one by one. At this moment, he began to study kitchen utensils and water quality. Value, and palpable dissatisfaction.Just looking at this posture, those who didn't know thought that some biochemical experiment was about to be carried out, but in fact, he just wanted to cook a pot of white rice.

"What condiments do you need to cook rice?!" Liu Xiaobie looked terrified.

"...It is said that Deputy Team Zhang wants to try Japanese sushi rice and Hong Kong-style claypot rice, so..." Jiang Botao came over and reluctantly explained.

"He's not the only one exaggerating." Yuan Baiqing pouted with his mouth. Yu Wenzhou over there had been standing by the side with his mobile phone for almost half an hour. He had written several pages in the small notebook in his hand and hadn't started work yet.

"Let's be the captain and work hard." Liu Xiaobie looked down on other family members and did not forget to sublimate his idol.

Deng Fusheng hesitated to speak, and silently bowed his head to boil the white meat.From the corner of his eye, he saw Wang Jiexi was mixing mango with soy sauce, looked up at the onion at hand, thought for a moment, threw a handful in it, turned around and found a handful of rosemary from somewhere, crushed it in and put it in... Deng Fusheng for a while Stomach cramps - the brain circuit of a magician, never playing cards according to common sense.Recipe experience?What does not exist, innovation is king...

The hottest scene was the hot food group standing in front of the stove.The six people were divided into two factions, one was Zhang Jiale, Huang Shaotian and Liu Xiaobie, and the other was Jiang Botao, Yuan Baiqing and Deng Fusheng.

Probably birds of a feather flock together, the familiar and talkative side is discussing others bluffingly, while stirring a big pot of vegetables and putting ingredients into the pot one by one.

With the speed of Huang Shaotian and Liu Xiaobie's hands, one hand after another, before Zhang Jiale had time to react, a small mountain had already formed in the pot.Originally, Zhang Xiaozhuan, who wanted to show the wind and shake the spoon, accused angrily: "This is the three delicacies of the earth, not the sky! The pot is full of chowder! Stop everything!!"

On the other side of the stove, Deng Fusheng and Yuan Baiqing were chatting kindly about their mother's favorite home-cooked dishes, and Jiang Botao also responded in a balanced manner, talking about the old Shanghai's braised pork recipe, clearly and logically.Stewed meat with beans and potatoes on the pot, the three gentlemen said to each other, as if they had a quiet Buddhist background, and the song "Sunset Red" was just short of playing later.

Fang Shiqian looked left and right, smiling all over his face.Zhao Ling brought him a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice, and he nodded repeatedly: "Aren't you tired, you and Mucheng are tired, go and have a rest."

"I'm not tired." Zhao Ling said with a smile, "The cakes are already in the oven, I'll go and see what other teams can do."

"Side dishes! Side dishes must be the most important thing!" Fang Shiqian pointed at Wang Jiexi with a candid expression on his face, "Hurry up and help!"

Zhao Ling understood it, and didn't expose it, so she walked towards Wang Jiexi under Fang Shiqian's earnest gaze, "Captain Wang, let me help you."

Wang Jiexi was working hard on "artistic creation", so he rejected Zhao Ling without thinking, "I don't need it here, just look at Wenzhou and the others."

Fang Shiqian slapped his thigh, he was so angry that he almost spilled the juice in his hand.Angrily, he turned to look for Su Mucheng, and ate cookies to vent his anger.

Yu Wenzhou had already laid out the ingredients according to the recipe, and was already rolling up his sleeves to get started. Seeing Zhao Ling standing aside, he smiled gently: "You should help Ye Qiu, is he fast asleep?"

It was only then that Zhao Ling dared to really look at Ye Qiu, and saw him sitting on a short pony, holding a handful of garlic cloves in his hand, after peeling them for a long time, there were only three cloves in the small bowl at his feet.Zhao Ling was secretly amused, approached with a little nervousness, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to help?"

Ye Qiu raised her head, her eyes moved down from her crooked eyes, and landed on the red lips and small chin, and then down again, she saw the small collarbone faintly visible under the round neck T-shirt. But he still looked calm: "Find a stool and sit down and peel together."

This is considered a public place, and there are many acquaintances around.Considering the relationship between the two, Zhao Ling's heart skipped a beat, but she obediently moved a small stool, sat opposite him, obediently found a head of garlic, and carefully peeled it.

Yu Wenzhou's description was correct. Ye Qiu lazily supported his elbows on his knees, slowly tore off a layer of garlic clove skin, threw it into the trash can, turned his head again, rubbed it slowly, and separated a layer of skin.Be as slow as you want, and deal with as much as you want.

Zhao Ling carefully looked at Ye Qiu from the corner of her eye, but her heart was reminiscing about what he said last night.It turned out that his name was not Ye Qiu, but Ye Xiu.No wonder the contact he saved on his phone was "Ye Xiu".Since then, he has told her his true self.

Zhao Ling felt warm in her heart, as if she had shared a secret that no one knew to herself, and Ye Xiu had left the key for him to discover this secret from the very beginning.

Then it occurred to him that he ran away from home at such a young age, and achieved a generation of legends in glory, but he was still not recognized by his family.It was not easy for the brothers and sisters of the Su family to have a family, but because of a car accident, it became a lifelong regret and pain.These pasts have gradually faded away with the passage of time, but every place is a knot in the heart.

He never told anyone, but last night he talked to himself, with an inexplicable loneliness in the calmness, making him want to hug him, protect him, and give him all the warmth.

"What are you looking at?" Ye Xiu raised his head suddenly, caught Zhao Ling's tender gaze, and asked with a half smile.

Zhao Ling blushed and lowered her head: "It's nothing." She just wanted to look at him, to look at him well.

After knowing his past, this great god surrounded by countless mysteries, like today's kitchen, has the smell of fireworks.Very specific.For example, if he doesn't love the media, it's not because he is cold, but because he is forced to be helpless.For example, he has a venomous tongue and a bad mouth, but he actually keeps a subtle distance from others, and he dare not easily call him a brother to find warmth...

"If you look at me like that again, I won't be able to pretend anymore." Ye Xiu lowered his head to peel the garlic, and suddenly said something with a smile.