Chapter 349 Roll up according to the standard of the best actor

Because it was a temporary kitchen, the program crew did not prepare a meat grinder for everyone.

"No big deal." Song Zhiwei threw the meat on the chopping board and was about to cut it.

Shen Jingmo, who had just poured the noodles into the porcelain basin, turned around and saw Song Zhiwei's rough movements, "Have you washed the meat?"

Song Zhiwei asked doubtfully, "Does the meat need to be washed?"

The cooking skills of top chefs are not much different from mine. They can barely fill the stomach, but if they make something complicated, I'll starve to death.

[The question made it seem like I've never washed meat.]

Meat is really dirty if it's not washed, and it's hard to eat. This isn't a live pig being slaughtered. A lot of the pork has been refrigerated and transported in various ways, and I don't know how many people have touched it during that time. At my house, we not only wash it, but we also disinfect it.

Even through the screen, I can feel the actor's frustration. What kind of kitchen novices are these? I can't handle them at all.

Shen Jingmo looked helpless, "Of course I have to wash it. It's very dirty if I don't."

"If it's so dirty, just chop the meat up and wash it together, so you can't get rid of the inside."

[The top streamer is clearly making specious arguments.]

[The top streamers may really not know.]

Shen Jingmo pinched his eyebrows and said, "Just clean the surface, the bacteria won't infect the inner layer."

Chen Jingmo handed the green onion and ginger to Song Zhiwei, "By the way, wash the green onion and ginger, chop them, and set aside."

"Oh." Song Zhiwei took the onions and garlic, and carried the meat and tofu to the faucet that the program crew had brought for them to rinse.

After rinsing it clean, start chopping the meat.

Shen Jingmo quickly kneaded the dough.

[I never thought that a male actor could live such a good life.]

[The most important thing is that the actor made the bowl, noodles, and hands shine, which made me, a girl, feel ashamed when I saw it.]

[The movie star can even knead dough, but my husband can't even fry an egg. Is this the difference between people?]

[This isn't a gap between people; it's that the woman above treats her husband like a son. You should learn more from Sister Song.]

[From now on, the movie actor will be my standard for finding a boyfriend. Gentlemen, please follow the movie actor's standards and follow his example. Observe male ethics, hand over your salary, and be able to cook.]

[As soon as the criteria for Best Actor were released, many men were eager to diss him. These few criteria are not just a burden to them, but a death sentence.]

However, the scene of these three people busying themselves is so harmonious, it really feels like watching the movie star and Sister Song's married life.

【After hearing what the above person said, my thoughts were instantly opened up. 】

[How do you calculate the top flow of the light bulb next to you?]

【I came here to eat at my sister and brother-in-law's house. 】

[The image came to mind instantly.]

[You guys are really not caring about the life or death of the top star by imagining things like this. ]

Shen Jingmo put the kneaded ground aside to wake up, then took the meat filling prepared by Song Zhiwei and seasoned it first.

Song Zhiwei rinsed the chopping board and was about to cut the tofu when Shen Jingmo immediately instructed him, "Chop the green onion and ginger first."

"Why do you have so many problems?" Song Zhiwei complained, but his actions were very honest. He put the tofu back on the plate, took the washed green onions and ginger, and began to cut them according to Shen Jingmo's requirements.

On the other side, after mixing the minced meat with the seasoning, Shen Jingmo began to fry the eggs.

The coriander grown by the villagers was very clean, without even any yellow or dead leaves. Song Zhiyuan and Duoduo simply removed the coriander roots. After doing this, Song Zhiyuan took the coriander to wash it.

Halfway through the walk, Shen Jingmo picked up the coriander roots scattered on the ground, put them in a basin and brought them to the faucet, "Yuanyuan, wash these coriander roots together."

Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan's face showed a trace of confusion, "Can coriander roots still be eaten?"

Song Zhiyuan only knew that coriander roots could regenerate if buried back in the soil, but she never knew that coriander roots could be eaten.

Chen Jingmo explained lovingly, “Coriander roots are not only edible, but also good things. They can be pickled or added to other ingredients to make a salad. I will show you these two ways of eating them today.

In Traditional Chinese Medicine, coriander root has the effect of 'connecting the heart and spleen internally and reaching the limbs externally', promoting blood circulation throughout the body and promoting perspiration and fever reduction."

"I didn't know there were so many benefits. Jingmo knows so much." Song Zhiyuan didn't expect that Shen Jingmo had time to learn so much knowledge besides filming all day.

[Given the actor's culinary skills, I can understand that he knows that cilantro can be made into pickles and salads, but it's a bit hard to believe that he also knows about Traditional Chinese Medicine. I don't recall him ever making a film about this.]

[Don't ask, the only thing you'll find is that the actor is preparing for his next film.]

[I've learned something new instantly. I'll start learning this when the cilantro arrives. I think dried cilantro roots can be used as well.]

[You should ask Sister Song about this. After all, Sister Song is a professional. From a theoretical perspective, it should be possible. Most Chinese herbs are dried before use.]

[How come the actor didn't tell me earlier about all this trivia? I'll never forget the pepper and scallion soup that the top star made for Sister Song. It almost killed me.]

Is it possible that the Best Actor award was not announced until after the filming was finished?

[Two people, one obsessed with their sister and the other obsessed with their love, can go to pick wild vegetables together.]

Shen Jingmo's ears flushed slightly red from Song Zhiyuan's praise, and he explained gently, "I also learned about it from a program some time ago, and I showed it off in front of Yuanyuan."

[What show is it? Please tell me, we want to watch it too.]

Can you tell me what show it is? It might not have been filmed yet.

"Jing Mo is being modest."

Song Zhiyuan and her little follower Duoduo went to the faucet to wash the coriander and brought it to Shen Jingmo, "Jingmo, what do you want to do with these corianders?"

"Yuanyuan, leave it here. I'm going to blanch it in water later to remove some of the smell from the coriander." Chen Jingmo had already boiled the water.

Song Zhiyuan couldn't find anything else to do in the kitchen, so she patiently asked, "Is there anything else I can help you with?"

[Sister Song is just like me. She only cares about eating at home.]

"Yuanyuan, go and have a rest first. You can help make dumplings later." None of these preparatory tasks were suitable for Song Zhiyuan to help with.

Song Zhiyuan did not go to rest, but took Duoduo's hand to check the coriander they had purchased and the details of online sales.

Now, only Song Zhiwei and Shen Jingmo are left in front of the live camera.

Song Zhiwei was cutting green onions and everything was fine at first, but when he was halfway through, something started to go wrong.

Song Zhiwei was choked to the point of tears streaming down his face. His eyes were red like rabbits. He rubbed his eyes with his hands but couldn't move them away at all.

Song Zhiwei rubbed his eyes and cursed, "Chen Jingmo, you bastard, you are deliberately taking revenge on me."

How can you blame the actor for this? Anyone cutting this green onion would choke and cry.

[I don't know if the actor was seeking revenge, but cutting onions is really painful.]