Transmigrated until after the rebirth of the villain president [Entertainment]

Until the oil fume alarm in the kitchen sounded, the people waiting outside the kitchen finally couldn't sit still.

Yang Yi knocked on the door tentatively, and after waiting for a while, the door opened.

The door was only half opened, and Ye Churan stood at the door, blocking the situation in the kitchen.

When Yang Yi raised her eyes, she met Ye Churan, who was ashamed.

His face was covered with black ashes, a few burnt corn kernels were stained on his clothes, and a large amount of sauce was splashed on his chin. His body smelled of oily smoke and pepper, which was indescribably weird.

Ye Churan was so choked that he sneezed. Under Yang Yi's bewildered gaze, he said calmly, "Well, I used up the fire extinguisher in the kitchen. Can you bring me a new one?"

Yang Yi: "What?"

Ye Churan repeated: "Help me get another fire extinguisher."

Yang Yi was so frightened that she stuttered: "Why do you still need a fire extinguisher?"

Ye Churan scratched her hair: "I just used one, but I haven't finished it yet."

Yang Yi: "..."

Ye Churan: "For the sake of safety, take another one as a spare, in case it burns again, it will be bad."

Yang Yi: "I can't see it, but you are quite security conscious."

She wanted to laugh, and asked casually, "Where's President Qin?"

Ye Churan's face instantly became sad and angry: "He is afraid that I will ruin his soup, so let me stay two meters away from him, and he doesn't care about me at all!"

Yang Yi was surprised: "Boss Qin can still cook soup?"

Ye Churan nodded: "That's not the point, the point is that he actually told me to stay away from him."

Yang Yi: Smiled to express sympathy.

The chef stopped eating melon seeds and looked at Ye Churan with a look of horror: "What's wrong with my kitchen?!"

Ye Churan comforted him: "It's just that the pot was accidentally burned. I have put out the fire in time and turned on the exhaust. The kitchen as a whole is still fine, and there is no major impact."

The chef was shocked: "What do you mean it's not too big?"

Ye Churan: "It's just perfect, don't worry!"

The hotel waiter came over with a dry powder fire extinguisher and looked at Ye Churan with a smile: "The damaged equipment will be compensated according to the price. Here is the compensation form, please take a look."

It can be said that the waiter is very experienced in dealing with such problems.

Ye Churan took the fire extinguisher and the compensation form, and closed the door again.

The chef is eager to break in the door.

……

In the hotel kitchen, Qin Chuan was cutting wax gourd, stewed pork ribs with winter melon, the taste was very light, suitable for patients.

After he cut it, he uncovered the pot and put the wax gourd in, and then he just had to wait for the time.

There were fragments of a cooking wine bottle on the ground. When Ye Churan was frying corn just now, he was holding a cooking wine bottle in his hand and was adding ingredients to the pot when he suddenly saw a fire burst out.

He was so frightened that he quickly backed away, shaking his hands, the cooking wine bottle fell to the ground, and then he saw the pot being burned.

Learned the lesson and changed to a new pot, this time it will definitely work!

Ye Churan swept away the stains on the ground, put the fire extinguisher away, and started tossing the corn kernels again.

Qin Chuan turned to look at him: "Of course, why don't you give up this for now and cook a simple vegetable."

Ye Churan: "No, I just want to eat corn."

Qin Chuan: "...Then you have to fry it, put less oil, and be careful to fry the pan again."

"You don't understand, I'm making corn in a dry pot." Ye Churan shook his head, and said inscrutablely, "You have to do this in a dry pot, and that's how the recipe is written."

Qin Chuan held back his smile, and asked him solemnly: "Show me the recipe, who wrote such a deceitful recipe."

"I wrote it, and I didn't trick you." Ye Churan sternly said, "Didn't you just tell me to stay away from your sweetheart pork rib soup? What do I do now?"

Qin Chuan knelt down.

This is the slander of Chi/Guo/Guo, when did his sweetheart turn into pork rib soup, it was obviously Ye Churan who was just beside him, making trouble from time to time, trying to add salt, vinegar, garlic and ginger, so he didn't allow Ye Churan close.

He asked, "Of course, are you still dizzy?"

Ye Churan stroked his forehead: "I'm so dizzy, I want to lie on the bed right now."

Qin Chuan: "Then let's go back to bed and lie down for a while."

Ye Churan stir-fried the corn kernels a few times, then quickly started the pot, put the washed green vegetables, added salt, vinegar and water: "I'll fry another plate of vegetables."

Qin Chuan felt that Ye Churan was messing with cooking.

When the two of them came out of the kitchen, the chef rushed in first. Seeing that the situation was fine, he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Ye Churan looked at the dishes he made for a long time. The corn kernels were yellow, and the vegetables were green. Although there were some inconspicuous black mixed in, the general color was correct.

The smell is also right, it's the smell of green vegetables and corn kernels, so it should be no big problem.

Ye Churan is self-aware of her cooking skills. She watched it for a long time, smelled it and analyzed it, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Qin Chuan filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Ye Churan: "It's ready, you want to drink it."

The stewed soup tasted very fresh, Ye Churan sniffed, and forced her chin to refuse: "I'm full, I can't drink it."

Qin Chuan: "Then I implore you to taste it and help me see how it tastes, please help me."

As he spoke, he took a spoonful of soup and fed it to Ye Churan's lips.

"Why are you so nasty." Ye Churan reluctantly opened his mouth, and after swallowing the soup, he took the bowl calmly.

After finishing one bowl, he filled another full bowl and ate a few pieces of winter melon. The boiled winter melon was soft and delicate, and melted in his mouth.

He ate with relish, and he didn't remember anyone saying that he didn't want to eat when he was full.

Seeing them tossing about, the chef was curious about what the two fryers could make, but he was too embarrassed to ask.

Yang Yi and the camera brother also had the same expressions, and came over curiously.

After Yang Yi saw the good-looking winter melon pork ribs soup, she was really frightened.

Unexpectedly, Qin Chuan would really know how to cook soup, and the smell... seems to be pretty good.

Seeing this, Ye Churan silently pushed back the two dishes he made.

Then, he put the soup made by Qin Chuan in front, went to get the bowls and chopsticks, and said politely, "Everyone, try it and give us a score for Mr. Qin's masterpiece."

He gave himself a passing score for blind typing, and Qin Chuan a score of 95.

It's better not to let outsiders taste the works with a passing grade, he still wants to save face.

Qin Chuan's cell phone rang, and he answered the phone. Ji Qianxun came to look for him, and he was in the hotel lobby now.

He told Ji Qianxun where they were, indicating that he and Ye Churan were both in the kitchen.

When Ji Qianxun heard this, he was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "What are you and sister-in-law doing in the kitchen?"

Ye Churan heard the voice on the phone, and said with a smile: "Cooking, Qianxun, come quickly and try your brother Qin's cooking."

Ji Qianxun: "I'm coming right now."

Ji Qianxun put down his phone and found the kitchen. After seeing Qin Chuan in an apron, his eyes widened.

He muttered, "Brother Qin, I've known you for so many years, but I didn't expect you to be able to cook."

He looked at Qin Chuan's apron and couldn't help laughing: "This apron suits you well, handsome guy in the kitchen."

Qin Chuan untied his apron, and said calmly, "You are handsome, and you can look handsome in anything you wear."

"Of course." Ye Churan echoed from the side, "Brother Qin can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, and you, Qianxun, can try it too."

Yang Yi took a sip of the soup and felt that the taste was not bad, so she praised without hesitation: "The craftsmanship is no worse than my mother's. Mr. Qin is indeed good at the kitchen."

She sighed in her heart, the domineering president's personality collapsed, and she instantly became a warm man at home.

Brother Camera: "I also want to learn how to cook, and cook for my daughter-in-law in the future, although I don't have a daughter-in-law yet."

Ye Churan: "Daughter-in-law will have it, and she will have everything."

The head chef also said: "It's better than I imagined."

It is a hundred times stronger than the fryer level he imagined.

Ji Qianxun was hesitant and didn't dare to say anything, even if he was killed, he would not believe in Qin Chuan's cooking skills.

But seeing someone who tested the poison first, and they were still boasting, he thought that as a good brother, he shouldn't distrust the other party too much.

So he took the bowl, and saw that the pork rib soup was almost drunk, leaving only a little bone dregs, and went to the back to scoop up half a bowl of corn kernels: "I almost overlooked how to put the vegetables here."

Ye Churan watched Ji Qianxun do something to the corn kernels he made, holding back the words he wanted to remind, and would not be able to say them for a while.

Seeing that Ji Qianxun was interested in trying the poison, he stopped him anyway: "Qianxun, if you change it, the corn kernels may not be fried well."

Ji Qianxun: "It's okay, I'll support you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the movement of chewing in his mouth stopped.

Then his Adam's apple rolled, and his eyes were full of despair.

"Let me eat something else. There are green vegetables here. I'll eat some green vegetables." Ji Qianxun closed his eyes, swallowed the corn kernels with difficulty, and took a piece of green vegetables.

Ye Churan: "Actually..."

Ji Qianxun finished eating the vegetables, put down the bowl, and fell silent.

He began to regret whether he had lost his mind, and the few people who praised the food just now must have been bribed by Qin Chuan.

This really means conscience boasting, can this be made by humans? !

Ji Qianxun thought so, and then said, he and Qin Chuan couldn't be more familiar, and he had no scruples in speaking: "Brother Qin, are you cooking? You are poisoning, aren't you? Want to poison my sister-in-law to death, I have never seen such a vicious man like you."

Qin Chuan: "..."

Ji Qianxun: "It's too poisonous, brother, it's too hard for sister-in-law to follow you."

Ye Churan had nothing to love: "Actually, I made these two dishes."

Ji Qianxun was dumbfounded: "Huh?"

"The two bad dishes you ate were all made by me." Ye Churan wanted to cry more and more, "Qin Chuan's soup tastes really good, you can drink the soup."

Qin Chuan gave Ji Qianxun a cold look.

Ji Qianxun was trembling, how dare he drink soup.

He finished the corn kernels in the bowl in twos and twos, and boasted with a smile while eating: "I was wrong just now, the corn kernels are still delicious, crisp and sweet, and they are not burnt. Talent, next time I will definitely improve compared to now.”

Ye Churan said in a low voice, "I have already fried the pot once before I successfully made this dish."

Fry pan.

Ji Qianxun didn't want to comfort Ye Churan now, he felt a bit of abdominal pain.

After Ji Qianxun finished eating the corn, he quickly slipped away. Yang Yi, who stayed where he was, was taking pictures of the elder brother and the chef. They looked at each other, and their eyes were full of embarrassment.

In the end, they took a symbolic corn kernel, and they all felt sorry for the big brother who ate half a bowl of corn kernels just now.

The three racked their brains to praise Ye Churan, and left the "battlefield" at the same time.

Qin Chuan took a bite of the green vegetables and commented calmly: "The green vegetables are too sour and the taste is too dry. Have you reached half a bottle of vinegar?"

Ye Churan took the bottle of vinegar and estimated based on his impression: "There is no half bottle, at most here."

He pointed to the body of the bottle and made a gesture, which was about half the width of a thumb.

"Well, that's okay, just put a little less next time." Qin Chuan nodded and ate a few more corn kernels.

Under Ye Churan's eager eyes, he nodded slightly.

"If you fry it for a while longer, the salt will be dispersed, and the corn kernels will be cooked, and the taste should be good."

Ye Churan: "But Qianxun said it was poisoning..."

Qin Chuan calmly said: "He is deliberately hurting me, you know, if this guy doesn't insult me, I feel uncomfortable."

Hearing what he said, Ye Churan finally got a little interested: "Then I'll fry it again."

Qin Chuan: "Don't, don't..."

It's better not to let Ye Churan touch the kitchen in this life, he still wants to live a few more years.

Ye Churan: "What's wrong?"

He took the chopsticks and wanted to taste the dishes he made.

Everyone else has eaten it, only he doesn't know what it tastes like.

Qin Chuan stopped his hand and said softly: "But are you sleepy? I'm a little sleepy."

Ye Churan blinked: "Actually, I'm fine. I was quite sleepy at first, but when I cook vegetables, it's quite fun, so I'm not sleepy anymore. You can teach me when I get home. I'll study hard."

Qin Chuan: "..."

Don't, this really hurts the body, can we change our hobby? !