The fish in Meng Chuyuan's hand was obtained by Qi Yan and Tingjiu for winning first place just now, and no one else had it.
Qi Yan picked the fish back, but she ignored that she didn't know how to deal with it.
She struggled a lot in her heart and decided to kill the fish first. However, when she took the fish out of the basin, she failed to use any strength with her hand and the fish ran away, resulting in the scene just now.
Meng Chuyuan picked up the basin on the ground, filled the basin with water, put the fish in, washed it, and poured out the dirty water.
"Steamed, braised or boiled?" Meng Chuyuan turned her head, her eyes happened to fall on Qi Yan, and asked casually: "Do you need my help?"
If Qi Yan told her I wouldn't do it, Meng Chuyuan would still consider helping her.
The problem is that she is unwilling to give in and likes to be strong. She looks like nothing can stop her, which gives people an unfriendly and comfortable feeling.
Now that Meng Chuyuan saw her embarrassment, Qi Yan felt quite unnatural.
She narrowed her eyes and made some arrogant exceptions to Meng Chuyuan's words: "I only eat sweet and sour food."
People who didn't know thought she was trying to embarrass Meng Chuyuan, but in fact she just didn't want to follow Meng Chuyuan's wishes.
Meng Chuyuan looked at her without changing his expression, and after a while he said, "Well, I'm quite good at choosing."
Qi Yan thought that those words just now would make Meng Chuyuan retreat, but the next second she saw Meng Chuyuan roll up his sleeves, grab the fish in the basin and put it on the chopping board.
"What are you doing?" Qi Yan frowned and looked at her in confusion.
Meng Chuyuan picked up the kitchen knife and hit the fish head first, knocking it unconscious, and then replied casually: "Sweet and sour fish, arrangement."
[Look at Miss Qi’s eyes, she is stunned by Sister Meng]
[Qi Yan: What? Can she make sweet and sour fish? ! 】
[Sister Meng, this is too good. She really helps when she says she wants, without even thinking about it]
[I wanted to eat sweet and sour fish, so Sister Meng made it. Qi Yan, aren’t you really touched? 】
Even if Qi Yan wants to bother, Meng Chuyuan and the others still have to eat. If the kitchen is not vacated soon, they may not be able to eat after lunch break.
On the other side, Qi Zhen and his manager were slightly surprised when they saw such a live broadcast scene at the same time.
"Well... Lu Jinsen and his sister-in-law really have a lot of tricks up their sleeves. Is Sister You being taken advantage of like this?"
Qi Zhan looked away from the phone screen and said softly: "I have met this sister-in-law before, and she is really nice."
When the first episode was first recorded, Meng Chuyuan lent them a hoe after finishing the farm work.
In the second episode of fishing at sea, Meng Chuyuan took off his clothes and jacket for Qi Yan to wear. And that time on the beach, she clearly felt that his mood was wrong, but Meng Chuyuan didn't say anything more.
No matter what she does, no matter what the occasion, she can make people feel comfortable and at ease.
Just like now, Qi Yan is not easy to deal with, but the scene of Meng Chuyuan getting along with her is not inconsistent.
The manager looked at the live broadcast room, where Meng Chuyuan was carefully handling the fish scales. He raised his hand and touched his chin, and suddenly had an idea: "She seems to be young. I wonder if she is interested in debuting."
Qi Zhen interrupted his thoughts indifferently: "Don't think about it, you don't care about other people's conditions."
The Qi family is not small in terms of momentum, but it cannot compare with the Lu family.
Judging from the current situation of the Lu family, the chance of Meng Chuyuan's debut is zero.
Who would leave the comfortable Mrs. Lu alone to join the entertainment industry?
Lu Jinsen's choice to debut was already an outrageous thing in the wealthy circle.
The agent thought for a while, but was finally defeated by the reality, and said resignedly: "Indeed, that is Mrs. Lu, how can I afford it?"
At the same time, Qi Yan watched the whole process of Meng Chuyuan killing the fish, and the surprise on her face never disappeared.
If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Qi Yan would have doubted that the fish she just touched was not the same fish as the one on Meng Chuyuan's chopping board.
Likewise, she couldn't understand why Meng Chuyuan could handle these matters so neatly and neatly since everyone was a woman.
Meng Chuyuan made a few cuts on the back of the fish, and then prepared the onions, ginger, and garlic in advance.
She lit the fire on the stove, poured an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, then threw the fish into the pot and fried it to make the meat crispy.
Qi Yan didn't leave the kitchen for half a step. She stood nearby and unknowingly watched the process of Meng Chuyuan frying fish.
[I seriously suspect that Qi Yan has the possibility of stealing lessons, her eyes never left the pot]
[It’s so healing. The back view of Sister Meng cooking is really charming. It feels a bit like my mother’s shadow]
[I suddenly want to know who will own this fish later? Can't we really let Qi Yan eat alone? At least Sister Meng helped me do it]
After a while, Meng Chuyuan took out the fried fish and put it on a clean plate.
Then she began to stir-fry onions, ginger and garlic, squeezed the tomato sauce into the pot, added an appropriate amount of water and other seasonings to bring out the juice, and finally poured it on the fish noodles.
Meng Chuyuan: "It's done."
She saw that the sweet and sour fish cooked by Meng Chuyuan looked good and the smell was sweet enough, but she still questioned: "Is this edible?"
Among the many guests, she was the only one who had not yet tasted Meng Chuyuan's craftsmanship.
Qi Yan had heard everyone praise her wildly before, but Qi Yan didn't know if it was true.
Witnessing the whole process of making sweet and sour fish by Meng Chuyuan just now, Qi Yan really didn't find it difficult except for the fish killing part, which she didn't know how to do.
Meng Chuyuan cleaned the pot and said to her lightly: "Why can't you eat this?"
[Why are you starting to question it? Aren't you watching from the side? I’m still afraid that Sister Meng will poison the vegetables]
[No matter how bad it is, it should be better than the pot of braised pork last night]
[Sister Meng recorded a show, and the dishes she cooked were not repeated for each meal, and the entire menu was available]
[I decided not to watch it for the time being. Every time I watched them cook with an hungry stomach, it was really frustrating.]
Qi Yan couldn't answer anything for a while, so she shut up.
"Leave this kitchen to me, don't waste good ingredients."
"..."
——
The lanterns are on, and the night is lingering.
Lu Qingye had finished his day of socializing, and his assistant was on his way back.
Soft music was playing in the car. Lu Qingye was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed and concentrating. Suddenly, his phone in his pocket vibrated twice, waking him up.
Lu Qingye opened his eyes and casually took out his phone. As expected, it was his mother calling again.
He was very tired today. While he was busy at work, he also had to take care of his mother's affairs.
On the second day after Lu's mother officially took up the job, she called Lu Qingye three times, and each call took more than half an hour to hang up.
He frowned, slid his finger lightly on the screen, and then moved the phone to his ear.
The next second, he heard a voice coming from the phone——
(End of chapter)
