Ning Qiluo looked at Jiang Zhaoying, who looked distressed: "Only three points... A total score of ten is required to pass, I thought..."
Jiang Zhaoying: "Three points is too much!"
Ning Qiluo's expression froze. "What did you say?"
Jiang Zhaoying picked up a corner of a napkin, folded it, and elegantly wiped her mouth before saying to Ning Qiluo, "Is this romantic? Where do you see even a trace of romance? If it were me, I wouldn't give it a single bit."
Splash!
A bucket of cold water was poured over it.
Ning Qiluo was greatly shocked.
Make way for the regular guest and say, "I'm not romantic enough. You feed him steak."
The regular guests were laughing heartily nearby and came over, saying, "Then I'll give it a try."
Picking up a knife and fork, he speared a piece of beef that Ning Qiluo had just cut off and fed it to Jiang Zhaoying's mouth: "Here, Zhaoying, eat."
Jiang Zhaoying: "..."
Each one is worse than the last!
The regular guests were utterly humiliated by Jiang Zhaoying's gaze and burst into laughter: "Each group has two regular guests, and our group has two men, plus one who's still waiting for us at the peak. Now it's just the three of us, we'll see what happens, hahaha..."
"I'll do it."
Jiang Zhaoying stood up.
He reached up and touched his earlobe, giving a dashing glance into his charming eyes: "It's time to show you my true skills."
Then, she walked briskly toward the kitchen counter.
Elegantly put on an apron, wash your hands, take out a fresh steak, pound it, sprinkle with black pepper, salt, oyster sauce, and cooking wine, mix well with your hands to let the flavors penetrate into the texture of the beef, then wrap it in plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.
This is the pickling process.
Since marinating takes more than two hours, the steaks marinated by the production team are used.
Heat a pan, pour in olive oil, continue heating, and then add the steak.
Fry one side until golden brown, then fry the other side. While frying, Jiang Zhaoying still couldn't resist showing off: "I want to be perfect from every angle, and ideally, I want to be able to post a photo on Weibo tonight."
The camera work perfectly with Jiang Zhaoying.
They really did try to take pictures of him from every angle, 365 degrees.
The aroma wafted through the air intermittently.
Compared to the stiffly cooked steak that Ning Qiluo just fried, it's like night and day.
What she made could only be called a shoe sole; Jiang Zhaoying's steak was the real deal.
Serve the steak cooked to medium-rare.
Jiang Zhaoying pulled out a chair for Ning Qiluo: "Sit down."
Ning Qiluo sat down, her posture upright, and smelled the fragrant steak in front of her. She clapped her hands lightly and said, "Jiang Zhaoying, you're a great cook!"
"Heh!" Jiang Zhaoying snorted arrogantly, "None of the men in our Jiang family are bad cooks. At the very least, they can make you eat two bowls of rice."
Ning Qiluo's focus was on that sentence: "None of the men in the Jiang family are bad cooks!"
This reminded her of Jiang Yingchi.
Jiang Yingchi had baked her a cake before; it smelled wonderful and tasted delicious.
When she gets back this time, she must try Jiang Yingchi's cooking.
"Ah, open your mouth."
Jiang Zhaoying used a fork to feed Ning Qiluo the sliced beef.
Ning Qiluo opened her mouth, took a bite, and ate it. Under Jiang Zhaoying's expectant gaze, she nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Mmm, medium-rare, delicious."
Upon receiving her affirmation, Jiang Zhaoying's brows and eyes relaxed, and she cut another piece to feed her: "If you like it, have more. Come on, open your mouth."
Ning Qiluo smiled, her eyelashes curving like the crescent moon.
Jiang Zhaoying was somewhat flustered by this.
At this moment, Ning Qiluo stood up and walked to the screen: "Did we pass the level?"
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