"Hiss, this little brat, looks pretty, but actually is a bad guy."

Ning Yuan sighed, but didn't hear Yan Yi's response. He couldn't help but turn his head and said, "So, you don't care about it? You are the one who started this game. If something goes wrong, you can't get away from it."

Yan Yi took a sip of tea nonchalantly. "Since you know I'm the one responsible, why are you worrying about it?"

Ning Yuan choked and couldn't help but remind him, "Old Yan, forget about everything else. This is no joke. The little brat is messing around without knowing the consequences. If he puts something poisonous in it, it will be a disaster."

Yan Yi glanced at him and said, "If you are afraid, just shut up. If something really happens, it won't be your fault."

“…”

"Tsk, you are becoming more and more vicious now."

Ning Yuan teased and couldn't help laughing, "But I like it."

——

As the dishes from each group came out of the pot one after another, the air was filled with rich and tempting aromas.

Ning Yuan had been hungry for a long time, so he dragged Yan Yi around to visit each group and "steal a bite" in the name of tasting.

Yan Yi is a self-disciplined person. No matter how Ning Yuan tempted him, he never picked up his chopsticks.

Until it came to Shen Mingzhu's group.

The mixed shredded radish is served in a white square porcelain plate, and thin shreds of carrots, bamboo shoots, onions, etc. are also added to it. Red, white, green and purple are mixed together, making it colorful. A small branch of peach blossom buds is placed in the corner of the plate as an embellishment.

A simple and homely dish of raw shredded radish was turned into a high-end star-level dish.

"Can I have a taste?"

Hearing Yan Yi's initiative to taste it, Ning Yuan looked as if he had seen a ghost, "You are not..."

Under Yan Yi's gaze, Ning Yuan swallowed back the words "I don't eat radishes" and said, "If you try it, I'll try it too."

After filling the plates, there was still some food left in the mixed vegetable bowl, so Shen Mingzhu handed the bowl directly to the two of them.

Before eating the shredded radish, Ning Yuan didn't take it seriously, but after he did, he was immediately amazed by how delicious it was.

"Fuck, raw radish is so delicious?"

"It's pretty good." Yan Yi agreed.

Xiang Ying and Shen Mingzhu are in the same group. She also contributed to the raw shredded radish. When she heard Yan Yi and Ning Yuan praising the shredded radish for being delicious, she couldn't help but feel proud.

"Of course not. My husband, who doesn't like radishes, thinks they are delicious. Mingzhu, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook. You made such a simple dish of shredded radish into something extraordinary."

Shen Mingzhu said modestly, "I'm a housewife, and I think about these things when I have nothing to do at home."

Xiang Ying thought she was bothered by what Sun Feifei said, so she consoled her: "Don't pay attention to the woman surnamed Sun, she's just a troublemaker. But if you want to find a job, we can talk about it another day."

"Okay, thank you Sister Ying."

Xiang Ying is two years older than Shen Mingzhu.

Xiang Ying held her arm affectionately and said, "Don't be so anxious to thank me. It won't be too late to thank me once I really help you get the job done."

Hearing the conversation between the two, Ning Yuan also joined in the fun, "Shen Mingzhu, it's not easy for you to find a job. Just go to Lao Yan and he will get it for you directly."

Yan Yi swallowed the shredded radish in his mouth and did not refute Ning Yuan's words. Instead, he asked Shen Mingzhu with interest what kind of work she wanted to do.

He used the word "want to do" instead of "want to find", which meant he had implicitly agreed to help Shen Mingzhu find a job.

Shen Mingzhu casually said that she hadn't thought about it yet and changed the subject.

On the other side, Sun Feifei and Zhao Fang had completed the preliminary preparations and were ready to fry the fish.

Because the other groups had already prepared their dishes, they were the only ones who started, and what they cooked were hard dishes, so everyone ran over to watch the fun.

Sun Feifei was responsible for applying starch on the fish head and body, while Zhao Fang was responsible for frying the fish.

When frying, hold the fish in your hands and pour hot oil on it continuously with a spoon. After the cuts on the fish body have taken beautiful shapes, put the whole thing into the oil pan and fry it.

Perhaps because Zhao Fang had no experience or was afraid of getting her hands splashed with hot oil, she just threw the whole piece of fish into the pot.

Not only that, the fish head is also thrown in and fried together. The fish head and fish meat are coated with starch, so they stick together as soon as they enter the pot.

Shen Mingzhu was also a bit of a mouthful, and couldn't help but remind him, "The fish head and the fish body should be fried separately."

"I want you to mind your own business!"

After Zhao Fang scolded Shen Mingzhu, she turned around and was blamed by Sun Feifei.

"Why did you fry the fish head and tail together? Look, they are all stuck together. How are we going to serve them on the plate later?"

Zhao Fang explained aggrievedly, "I thought it would be faster if we fried them together."

"Oops, the fish is burnt!"

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Someone screamed.

Sun Feifei and Zhao Fang hurriedly looked towards the oil pan. Thick smoke was rising from the pan, and the fish at the bottom of the pan had turned charred black.

By the time the two men hurriedly scooped up the fish, the fish meat and the fish head had turned into a black, shapeless mass.

Sun Feifei was so angry that she couldn't say anything, but since everyone was watching, she couldn't get angry with Zhao Fang, so she had to fry the fish herself and let Zhao Fang help her.

After changing the pot to a new clean piece of oil, Sun Feifei threw the fish head into the pot first.

She was extremely alert and did not dare to take her eyes away from the frying pan for even a second. One fish had already been fried, and there would be no problems with the remaining three.

However--

The fish head had only been in the pan for one minute when black smoke began to rise again, and the fish head began to turn black visibly.

Sun Feifei didn't care whether the fish head was cooked or not and quickly picked it up.

Although she worked quickly, the fish head was still burnt, just slightly better than the first one, not completely burnt.

Seeing Sun Feifei's unhappy expression, Zhao Fang comforted her weakly, "Is it because you are too angry?"

Sun Feifei thought about it and this was the only reason. She had made squirrel fish at home several times, but had never burnt the fish like today.

The fire must have been too big.

After some trouble, Sun Feifei started to fry the third fish.

As expected, the third fish was fried to a crisp again.

Sun Feifei was so embarrassed that she was about to cry, while the onlookers were laughing secretly and whispering to each other.

"With this level of skill, you still have the nerve to say you want to make squirrel mandarin fish. What a waste of three pots of good oil."

"This fish is not cheap. One fish is at least ten dollars. Four fish is forty dollars."

"What family can stand the way she loses it?"

Listening to everyone's accusations, Sun Feifei couldn't hold it in any longer. Her eyes turned red and she burst into tears.

"I don't know what happened. My dad loves to eat squirrel fish. I have made it at home many times and never had a problem like today."

Zhao Fang suddenly pointed at Shen Mingzhu and said, "It must be because of you!"

Shen Mingzhu: I have a sentence "MMP", but I don't know whether I should say it or not.

Second update~ 　　Can anyone guess what will make the pot burn? 　　 　 (End of this chapter)