The abandoned wife of a wealthy family won by not serving as a control group

Chapter 115
Liao Jiayan: "Squeeze salad dressing on it at the end."

After Ting Jiu finished arranging the plate, he followed what Liao Jiayan said, and squeezed the salad dressing on top of the vegetables.

After completing the last step, Ting Jiu held the vegetable salad he had made, and admired it carefully: "It's so beautiful, I seem to have the feeling of working in a five-star restaurant."

Especially when Liao Jiayan taught him how to arrange the plate just now, he just knew what it means to be high-end.

Ting Jiu looked up at Liao Jiayan, and couldn't help giving her a thumbs up: "Sister Liao, you are really amazing."

"Mine is ready too." After Liao Jiayan squeezed the salad dressing on, she just finished her own portion.

She spent a little more time than Ting Jiu, and cut the cucumbers into several shapes, so that the arrangement would be more beautiful.

Ting Jiu put the prepared salad back into the kitchen, and seeing Qi Yan still tossing the pot of meat, he couldn't help but step forward to take a look.

"How long has your meat been braised, and it's still not good?"

I don't know why, Ting Jiu didn't mean anything malicious at first, but just asked a question out of kindness, but Qi Yan felt a little uncomfortable listening.

[Xiao Jiujiu has such a good temper, so she can also hate people hahaha]

[Boiling a frog in warm water hahahaha I'm dying of laughter, I've learned it, I've learned it, this connotation technology has to be our little one]

Qi Yan put down the soy sauce, then took a spatula to stir it evenly, but it didn't have any effect, so she picked it up again, trying to add some more.

[I take back the sentence that Qi Yan has common sense in cooking]

The program team was worried that the on-site shooting would bring trouble to the grandmother's family, so he had no choice but to use this competition to deceive others.

She put down the spatula in her hand, grabbed a bottle of soy sauce from the seasoning area, and poured it into the pot.

He didn't watch these programs for nothing behind the scenes. He observed carefully that the Liao sisters didn't cook many dishes, and they often ate those kinds of dishes, but Meng Chuyuan was different. Basically every meal The food is not the same.

He believed that Meng Chuyuan would definitely win this competition.

She just added some water into it, how could it boil so quickly.

[Yes, yes, that's the way it is, but no one will get used to this Miss Qi, I can't bear it, I don't need to bear it anymore]

For the sake of fairness, the program group completely messed up the dishes in each group, and then let the villagers choose according to taste after eating.

The director saw on the monitor that the three groups were almost finishing their tasks, so he immediately invited the villagers who came to vote to sit down.

Before she put it on the plate, Ting Jiu couldn't help reminding: "Don't you use dark soy sauce when you make braised pork?"

"Light soy sauce is used to enhance freshness, and only old soy sauce can color the meat." Ting Jiu found some old soy sauce, stuffed it into her hand, and said with some disappointment: "I thought you were so good at cooking, but raw You can’t tell the difference between smoked and old smoked.”

[I listened to Jiu’s kind reminder, with her attitude, is it Xiao Jiujiu’s fault that the pot didn’t boil? What’s the matter with being impatient? Why didn’t she vent her anger on the pot?]

He mentioned this request to Qi Yan during lunch, but it didn't work.

[Family, I feel that Miss Qi has been making braised pork for a century, and the dishes next door have been fried, why is she still braised pork?Oh, she opened a small fire hahahaha]

Hearing what Jiu said, Qi Yan realized that she had forgotten this step.

Meng Chuyuan twitched the corners of her mouth, and she said without changing her face: "I didn't say I would definitely help you."

[I'm dying of laughter hahaha, Qi Yan is a little white who doesn't know as much as little Jiujiu]

"It's not that I have no choice but to beg you."

Although Ting Jiu doesn't know how to cook, he has watched his mother cook braised pork at home, so he probably knows something.

Qi Yan: "..."

Ting Jiu came over curiously, and seeing her cooking on a low heat, she couldn't help complaining: "My sister, can't you turn up the heat a bit? How about putting the warm water to boil the frog?"

The director felt that he had been here for too long and had been seen by other guests and had a bad influence. Maybe he suspected that there was something shady about his show behind his back.

Qi Yan: "Don't they all look similar, what's the difference?"

The director said confidently: "I believe your cooking skills will crush the audience."

She didn't regard this as a competition at all, she just cooked whatever dish she saw, thinking that this dish was for the villagers to taste, so she used a little dim sum and specially made handmade meatballs.

After a while, the director said tactfully: "Why don't you think about it again? This is really important to our program team."

"No, what you added was soy sauce."

[At least read the manual, my god, guess why light soy sauce is called light soy sauce, why is dark soy sauce called dark soy sauce]

Ting Jiu happened to see the label on the bottle right now, and immediately stopped her from pouring it in.

"The result hasn't come out yet. It doesn't seem good for you to discuss this with me in advance, right? If the dishes I cook don't meet the taste of the villagers, maybe the other two groups will win."

Listening to the director's request, Meng Chuyuan felt that it was somewhat outrageous.

Meng Chuyuan shook his head, and said with disgust: "Isn't your approach unkind?"

He sneaked in under the pretense of inspection, and the photographer happened to be photographing Lu Jinsen making a salad. He walked up to Meng Chuyuan and whispered, "Mr. Meng, if you win later, can you let Qi Yan win?" Move back to live with you?"

After 10 minutes, each group brought their own prepared dishes to the table for the villagers to try.

[Help, come on, give me a substitute, and put Qi Yan under control severely]

The guests watched their dishes being lifted and the villagers picked up chopsticks to taste them, they were all very nervous.

【This family can't do without Xiao Jiujiu, hahaha】

When Meng Chuyuan heard the director make such a request, she raised her head in surprise and stared at the director.

"Didn't you see that the pot hasn't boiled yet?" She responded impatiently.

Ting Jiu saw that the meat in the pot was still white and colorless, but he really didn't see what it had to do with the braised pork.

After the villagers were settled, the director came to Meng Chuyuan's group before the food was served.

[Help, I know the difference between light soy sauce and dark soy sauce before cooking, have you never seen a pig run before eating pork, maybe the young lady doesn’t need to touch these in daily life]

[Subway old man, look at your phone, understand? 】

"..."

"What are you doing?" Qi Yan looked at him with some displeasure.

"Why do you think I'm going to win?"

After the pot boiled, Qi Yan took the empty plate and prepared to pack the meat.

Ting Jiu couldn't stand it anymore, so he turned up the firepower for her.

When the villagers' chopsticks reached for the plate of braised pork made by Qi Yan, the audience in the live broadcast room also became restless:

[If I remember correctly, the braised pork was made by Qi Yan, right? 】

【Help! !I'm already getting nervous for the villagers]

[Nervous for the villagers hahahaha, sister in front, are you serious?Aren't you nervous for Miss Qi?]

(End of this chapter)