Si Qingjiu pulled the kid off her lap very coldly and ruthlessly, "Kid, you can't be so willful. I want to do it anyway. Do you want me, your dad, to be special?"
"I can help you!" Shen Huating was also determined. He didn't care how shocked others would be when a four-year-old child said he wanted to cook. He had only one idea in mind: he would never let him cook.
If it really doesn't work, then I'd rather die than eat it!
"Oh my God, Xiaojiu, how did you raise your son? Can you change him? This is so thoughtful." Le Yan was watching with envy. What a nice little cotton-padded jacket! Compared with his own one, they are simply in heaven and earth.
Si Qingjiu's mouth twitched. He didn't agree with this at all: "You think too much."
"No, no, no, I think Le Yan is right. You raised your child very well." Wang Shengze shook his head. He agreed with Le Yan very much. He was a little bit envious of other people's children now. Look, how sensible the child is. He even said he wanted to help his father cook.
He squatted down and looked at the little kid in front of him: "Hey kid, look at his little brother. When will you share the burden for your dad like this?"
Wang Kang frowned, thought seriously, walked to Shen Huating, and held him: “Brother, the teacher taught us that we should do our own things, so let them do their own things, and we don’t need to share.”
'puff'
Si Qingjiu couldn't help laughing.
The audience in the live broadcast room also burst into laughter.
[Hahahaha my god, how can little Kang Kang be so cute? I am dying of laughter.]
[The identification is complete. Kang Kang and his father are also a pair of resentful father and son, hahahaha. ]
[This is really a parent-child program, not a show about pitting each other. How can it be so funny? ]
[I am so happy. Kang Kang, look back at your old father's face. Hahahaha, this is so funny.]
[Our Tingtingzi is so pissed off by his stupid teammate Kangkang that his face has turned green.]
[Si Qingjiu, I'll give you a carrot. Go ahead and cook. The kitchen needs you! ]
[Yes, yes, yes, Si Qingjiu, you didn't cook, I'm sorry for my expectations of you. 】
[Hahahaha you guys are so cute. Tingting is about to cry.]
The audience kept giving tips in a very mean way, all of them calling on Si Qingjiu to cook. The happy director felt that this was a very smart move.
"Okay, okay, it's getting late, hurry up and act. If there's nothing you want in the refrigerator,
You can either make do with it or figure out a way out yourself, there are people living around here."
The director suggested that we stop here, and then we happily waited for the cooking extravaganza that would take place soon.
Cheng Zhuo, the oldest brother, said to his brothers, "How about this, let's take a look at what dishes are available, and then make what we are good at based on the ingredients in the refrigerator, okay?"
"Okay." Si Qingjiu was the first to respond, "Then let's go put the things away first."
"Yes, put your things down first, and see you later."
"I'll be down soon, too."
Without wasting any time, they quickly found the door of their room, put their things inside, and went downstairs.
Cheng Zhuo had already rushed to the refrigerator to take out all the food to avoid crowding.
"I saw that there are chicken and mushrooms. I'll make a chicken stewed with mushrooms. I often make this at home, but it may take a while." Cheng Zhuo pointed at the ingredients on the table. This was what he had thought about when he took them. He was not very good at other meats.
Wang Shengze took the purple cabbage, carrot and cucumber and said, "I'll make a cold salad with three shreds."
"Then I'll make scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Le Yan said to the tomatoes, and after thinking for a moment, he added, "Or tomatoes mixed with sugar would be delicious, too."
Si Qingjiu: "..."
Cheng Zhuo: “…”
Wang Shengze: “…”
Lin Suoran: “…”
The four of them looked at him in a speechless state, you are really, awesome.
"I'll make some bitter melon and scrambled eggs." Lin Suoran looked at the dish that he was familiar with and said uncertainly.
He really has never cooked, let alone stir-fried dishes.
"Well, this is my first time, I don't know if I can eat it."
"It's okay, as long as you don't die from eating it." Si Qingjiu comforted him, being very generous.
Shen Huating, who was playing with him on the side, looked at his dead father with a worried look on his face. He was so naive. How could he not die from eating it? What you cooked could kill you. How dare you say that to others?
Lin Suoran was comforted, and the solemnity on his face faded a little. "Then I'll try to make it edible."
He has seen his aunt cook, so it shouldn't be difficult.
"Qingjiu, what about you? What are you doing?" Cheng Zhuo asked curiously. Now he was the only one left.
Si Qingjiu had already made up his mind, pointing to the beautiful-looking piece of pork belly on the table: "I'll make it."
"You can cook meat, great, you should cook
What kind of meat?" Wang Shengze looked at him excitedly. Except for Cheng Zhuo who could make soup, the others were all pretty lousy. Now there was someone who could cook meat. He was touched.
Si Qingjiu smiled confidently, "Braised pork."
"Wow, you can also make braised pork? That's amazing." Le Yan was the first to praise, his eyes shining.
Cheng Zhuo also smiled: "Then we are in for a treat."
"Looking forward to it." Lin Suoran also breathed a sigh of relief. It was good to have someone who could do it.
Several people were praising here, and they didn’t notice the unfathomable look on Shen Huating’s little face.
The look in his eyes as he looked at them was full of sympathy and pity.
[I just want to know how a child can have such rich expressions on his face. Tingting, I can't help but want to steal you when you are like this.]
[It was not easy for my baby Tingting to worry so much that I gave up on rescuing him and now I am filled with sympathy. Hahaha. ]
[The highlight is finally here, come on, come on, everyone, place your bets and see how Si Qing Wine will turn over. ]
[Do you really think Si Qing will fail in his drinking? ]
[Of course, Tingting's reaction says it all. After all, he has lived here for so many years, so he must know his father's cooking skills. I believe in him, and I will cook some dark food.]
[I also ordered dark cuisine. I don’t know if I put the wrong soy sauce or something went wrong. I’m really looking forward to it. ]
[The braised pork needs to be fried first, right? This is such a difficult step, can Si Qingjiu do it? ]
Si Qingjiu himself didn't know if he could do it, but he was extremely confident that he could definitely do it.
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, several people started their dinner.
After blanching the chicken, Cheng Zhuo put it on the small stove outside in the yard to stew, and then went to see if anyone else needed help.
Since what Le Yan and his colleagues were doing didn't really require any technical skills, he politely declined the offer, thinking that if they still wanted help, they would be really useless.
As for Si Qingjiu, Cheng Zhuo hadn't asked yet when he saw him preparing to cut the meat.
I was worried at first, but then he cut with his knife and pieces of pork belly appeared on the sticky board as if they had been measured with a ruler. They were so beautiful that it would be impossible to cut them without two or three years of knife skills.
[Is this called not being able to cook? ]
[This knife skill shows that he cooks frequently. ]
[He didn't even cut it off. His strength control is too good.]
[I don't believe he can't cook. Just looking at his knife skills, it doesn't seem like he can't cook.]
The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but feel suspicious, thinking that Si Qingjiu could definitely cook, otherwise it would be unreasonable.
The director team was also stunned. With such skilled techniques, can he really not cook?
Don't be pretending.
Cheng Zhuo and the others didn't know that Si Qingjiu couldn't cook. After seeing this, they gained great confidence in him and felt that he could do it at a glance.
Only Shen Huating, who was lying at the door, had a deep look on his face, full of, I have seen through everything.
Si Qingjiu was very satisfied with his masterpiece, so when Cheng Zhuo asked him about it, he generously told him to go about his own business and he could handle it.
Cheng Zhuo nodded without being polite, as he was afraid that he would make things worse.
After all, he only knows how to make stewed soup, which he learned when his wife was in confinement after giving birth. Later, he would make it himself only when his wife and daughter wanted to drink it. Usually, it was the aunt at home who did it, so he really didn't know how to make anything else.
Several children also saw Si Qingjiu's actions and were all amazed.
"Brother, your father is so awesome." Wang Kang said to Shen Huating with full admiration.
Lin Xiao nodded frantically: "It's really amazing, just like the superheroes on TV, he can cut the meat in no time."
Yun Bo, who had been very quiet, also had sparkling eyes. "I want the handsome brother to be my uncle."
Le Yan, who was struggling with the tomato skin, suddenly felt heartbroken: "Yunbo, have you ever considered the feelings of your uncle?"
"Why should I consider you?" Yun Bo asked doubtfully, and stabbed Le Yan again: "It's too difficult for me, it's really too difficult, I can't keep this nephew anymore."
"I don't want you as my uncle either." Yun Bo pouted, looking very disgusted.
[Hahahaha, I give in. Team five, team three is full of resentment. I am dying of laughter. How did the director find this? ]
[A gathering place for resentful people? Le Yan, you are indeed very miserable. 】
[In the hearts of the children, this moment is the era of Siqing wine! ]
[Si Qingjiu, do you know that you caused a family war? Hahahaha. ]
Si Qingjiu didn't know that he had just borrowed a mobile phone from the cameraman, opened a red APP, and found the recipe for braised pork.
The cameraman was very tactful and gave a long close-up, as if he was afraid that the audience would not know what he was doing.
The audience who saw this were indeed silent, very confused. Why was he still looking at the recipe?
Deepen the impression?
Si Qingjiu read through the whole process at a glance, and felt that he had mastered it, so he happily started to press the
Follow the steps.
His movements were very quick and decisive, and the food didn't tip over at all when it was fried in the pan. It was a very beautiful golden color.
Then he prepared the sauce and started cooking. All his movements were very smooth, which was a pleasant sight for the audience in the live broadcast room. They even forgot to discuss the question of whether he could cook or not.
Cheng Zhuo’s chicken stewed with mushrooms is ready, and Si Qingjiu’s braised pork is also out of the pot.
The color is bright, and when it is served on the table, it will shake in the bowl, looking very chewy, making people want to take a bite.
[Oh my god, this is called dark cuisine? ]
[No, this is really good. I am already hungry.]
[To be honest, I want to eat. ]
[I want to, too.]
[Hey? Why is the kid hiding so far away? ]
[So what's wrong with this? It looks good.]
【I don’t understand.】
[I don’t understand either.]
Cheng Zhuo and others exclaimed in surprise when they saw the braised pork that Si Qingjiu brought out.
"Oh my god, so beautiful."
“It smells so good.”
“It looks delicious.”
“That’s amazing. I can’t wait.”
Si Qingjiu felt a great sense of accomplishment listening to their praise.
He said that he was a good cook, so how could he be said to be able to kill people by the little brat? He had obviously made barbecue before.
"Come on, everyone must be hungry, come and have a meal and try how the food tastes." Si Qingjiu greeted with a smile, looking very expectant.
Everyone didn't hesitate, picked up their babies and prepared to eat.
They had been busy all day and had to cook for themselves at night. They were so tired and now they just wanted to have a big meal.
When they sat down at the table, they discovered that a little cub had somehow gotten next to the director and was squatting there in a small ball, with no intention of coming over.
? ?
"Tingting, come and have dinner, your father has cooked delicious food." Le Yan waved his hand quickly, wanting to call him over.
Shen Huating shook his head like crazy. What a joke. What was he doing over there? Was he looking for death?
Le Yan was stunned, "What's going on?"
"Don't worry about him, he's not hungry yet." Si Qingjiu rolled his eyes at a certain brat and called out to the others with a smile: "Come on, come on, everyone, eat, he will come over when he's hungry."
[Si Qingjiu, this is too much
Well, if a child doesn't want to eat, just coax him/her. 】
【It's a bit cold-blooded. 】
[Tingting is still so young, how could he do this. ]
[Speechless, Si Qingjiu, this is the right way, okay? Children should not be spoiled. The more you spoil them, the more they will make trouble with you in the future.]
[Yes, you really can’t spoil or coax him, otherwise he will make demands on you. My son starts to make trouble every time we eat, which makes me so angry.]
The comments were quickly dominated by my child’s remarks, and ordinary viewers did not dare to express their opinions. Without children, it is impossible to understand the mentality of a mother or father.
Cheng Zhuo and the others also felt that what Si Qingjiu said was right. The more you coax children when they are throwing tantrums, the worse they will become. However, they were a little cautious in front of the camera.
Wang Shengze didn't think too much and went straight to the tempting braised pork on the table.
Shen Huating looked at the model and said to the director very seriously: "Grandpa Director, prepare to call an ambulance."
???
The people in the live studio and the director team were all confused. What ambulance?
Shen Huating watched Wang Shengze impatiently put the braised pork into his mouth and chewed it happily. The next second, his eyes widened.
Everyone who had been watching him noticed it.
Si Qingjiu asked expectantly: "How is it? Is it delicious?"!
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