Now that all the bills have been paid off, it's time to do something about it.
But suddenly someone came out to block the road, and Chen Jingang wanted to go and see.
"Okay, go quickly and come back soon."
Wu Qiao playfully took Chen Jingang's hand, and then, while the other party wasn't paying attention, she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the cheek.
Then he laughed foolishly, "I'll leave the door open for you tonight."
The recording here will take a month, so Wu Qiao rests here at night.
The staff of the program crew also have accommodation at the foot of the mountain. In short, they will only return to Xiangcheng when they are not recording the program.
"good."
Chen Jingang stared at his young wife for a long time, then he dodged, jumped over the window sill, and left.
In the evening, Wu Qiao still cooked a large table of dishes, which made everyone's mouths water.
"Qiao Qiao, I still think that if you don't want to be an actor, you should open a restaurant instead. I will definitely support you every day."
Han Mobai picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of Dongpo pork and put it into his mouth. The long-lost taste of meat instantly filled his mouth.
I was so moved that I almost cried.
"Do you know how long it has been since I last ate meat?"
Ever since Qiao Qiao joined the crew, Han Mobai and Lan Ruize haven't eaten this kind of fatty meat for a long time.
After all, if you eat this kind of meat, you have to diet and lose weight.
"You mean, as long as Wu Qiao is here, we can eat whatever we want?"
As an artist, whether male or female, weight must be controlled.
I am almost isolated from the days when I want to eat meat.
Chen Zhuo was a little tempted when he saw Han Mobai eating one bite after another.
But he has a commercial to shoot in a few days that will involve exposing his skin, so he doesn't dare to eat so arrogantly.
"Yes, the meats Wu Qiao makes are all specially processed. Not only are they less greasy, but you definitely won't gain too much weight after eating them. Especially when paired with this, I guarantee you'll look stylish."
Picking up the water cup beside him, Han Mobai took two sips.
Chen Zhuo actually wanted to ask, but was too embarrassed to talk to Wu Qiao.
He still remembered what happened to Cao Shen, not to mention Wu Qiao who had been framed by Cao Shen.
Seeing that Chen Zhuo wanted to eat but didn't dare to pick up his chopsticks, Wu Qiao took a small porcelain plate and put two pieces of Dongpo pork in front of him.
"Eat it. Han Mobai, who is so concerned about his figure, dares to eat it. What are you afraid of?"
Chen Zhuo nodded embarrassedly and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
The mouth is full of meaty aroma, and it is indeed not greasy at all. It feels like there is not much fat in the fat.
In short, after eating one piece, he wanted to eat another one. Seeing two large pieces of Dongpo pork in the bowl, Chen Zhuo quickly finished the remaining piece and then headed for the bowl on the table.
Situ Miao is enjoying her meal over there. What is there to be afraid of as she is a pregnant woman?
Cheng Ye is not an idol, so the bassist certainly doesn't mind.
Others including Lan Ruize, Ajun, and even Kuang Wende who always paid attention to health preservation enjoyed the meal.
Dong Wan'er finally wanted to give it a try.
But she didn't eat Dongpo pork, instead she picked up a piece of sweet and sour spare ribs.
There is not much meat in sweet and sour spareribs, and if the meat is not soft and tender, it will feel a bit dry.
But the spareribs made by Wu Qiao are not like this. They have a light sweet and sour taste in the mouth, and there is almost no fat on the meat, but there is sauce.
"This sweetness?"
Dong Wan'er is also very protective of her figure, fearing that she will gain weight, so she generally doesn't dare to eat sweets.
I dare not eat high-calorie foods.
But the sweetness of this sweet and sour pork ribs always seems a little off.
"Well, the sugar here is not the white sugar and rock sugar we use in cooking."
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