Quickly wear the heartthrob: Peach Blossom Beauty Fululai

Duan Shaoting's eyes were cold, and only when he glanced at Shen Qingjiao's charming face did a smile of ambiguous meaning appear in his eyes.

He slowly opened his lips, his voice magnetic and seductive, "Will it be convenient for you to do my part later?"

He flew back from abroad in a hurry, and fortunately God was kind to him and gave him the opportunity to taste the dishes cooked by Shen Qingjiao.

Shen Qingjiao was bewitched by the man's innate elegance and grace. Before she could think, she nodded and agreed, "Okay."

The young man, who received a satisfactory answer, smiled softly and said, "Thank you."

"Ahem—"

There was a hint of fire in Zhou Xingyuan's eyes.

Why is Duan Shaoting here again?

Also, Jiaojiao clearly only agreed to cook for him, but Duan Shaoting shamelessly asked for it and forced Jiaojiao to agree to him. How despicable!

Feng Ruoya saw Duan Shaoting coming and didn't say anything.

Her purpose has always been the same, which is to win Zhou Xingyuan's favor through her dishes.

Zhou Xingyuan is the son of a big entrepreneur in the city. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. If she could marry into the Zhou family, she would surely be rich and prosperous.

Duan Shaoting is just the son of the high school director's nephew, so he can only inherit a breeding farm and cannot achieve anything significant.

Shen Qingjiao gradually came to her senses and realized that she had actually agreed to cook for Duan Shaoting, and she was regretting it.

Oh my god, male beauty can mislead people!!!

She clearly hasn't forgiven Duan Shaoting yet, so why did she agree so easily?

At this moment, Feng Ruoya suddenly looked at Zhou Xingyuan and smiled gently and sweetly, "The dish I made today is called Concubine's Smile."

As she spoke, she pinched a shrimp ball the size of a ping-pong ball, coated it with flour and egg liquid, and finally rolled a layer of red crispy rice on the surface of the shrimp ball.

In the blink of an eye, it really looks like a lychee.

Shen Qingjiao looked at it carefully and nodded slightly.

I have to say that Feng Ruoya worked hard today and actually knew how to make this kind of novel and eye-catching dish.

Feng Ruoya looked at the round red shrimp balls and felt very satisfied.

No one would have thought that she could make lychees with shrimp meat.

Just based on the gimmick, she can beat Shen Qingjiao by nine streets.

After the oil temperature rises, Feng Ruoya puts the shrimp balls into the pan and frys them.

After a while, Shen Qingjiao reminded calmly, "If you don't take it out, it will be over-fried."

Feng Ruoya ignored it.

Shen Qingjiao is a rich lady, what does she know about cooking? She was too lazy to argue with her.

After another twenty seconds, Feng Ruoya took the shrimp balls out of the pan.

When Shen Qingjiao saw the color of the shrimp balls, she couldn't help but sneer, "Just as I expected, it's overcooked."

Duan Shaoting smiled faintly in his dark eyes and nodded slightly, "The color is black, like the lychees that are about to rot in the market."

Shen Qingjiao burst out laughing.

It must be said that Duan Shaoting's words are a bit harsh.

After Feng Ruoya was surprised, she simply got angry at Shen Qingjiao, "At least I use high-quality ingredients, unlike you, who cooks casually to please others."

Shen Qingjiao laughed and shook her head, "If I had high-end ingredients, I would definitely not waste them like you do."

Feng Ruoya was furious. "I made all the shrimp meat into shrimp balls. How could it be wasted? Don't slander me!"

Shen Qingjiao smiled sweetly, "Such a good shrimp head, you just wasted it, and you still don't admit it?"

"What a joke! What can a shrimp head do?" Feng Ruoya said sarcastically.

Shen Qingjiao was calm and generous, with a clear and melodious voice, "How about we make a bet to see whether your concubine's smile tastes better or the food I cook is better?"

Feng Ruoya responded without hesitation, "Okay, if I win, you give me your presidential suite."

"No problem," Shen Qingjiao nodded, "If I win, you can help me pay for the room for the next few days, how about that?"

Feng Ruoya gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

She regretted a little that she had made a low bet just now. If she had known earlier, she would have followed Shen Qingjiao's example and let the other party pay for her accommodation.

However, she was confident that Shen Qingjiao would not be able to defeat her.

The most delicious part of prawns is the shrimp meat. The shrimp heads, which are kitchen waste, are of no use at all and should only be thrown into the trash can.

Shen Qingjiao began to process lean meat, carrots, green beans, water chestnuts and other ingredients, washing them and cutting them into appropriate shapes and sizes.

Next, she put the shrimp heads into a bowl, washed them briefly, and started to heat the oil in a pan.

"Oh, right," Shen Qingjiao thought of something and looked up at Zhou Xingyuan, "Please call the hotel restaurant department and ask them to send up a pot of porridge for five people."

Cooking porridge takes a lot of time, but she can save a lot of time by directly using the porridge cooked by the hotel.

Zhou Xingyuan responded happily and was about to walk to the landline to make a call.

But Duan Shaoting happened to be standing next to the landline. Upon hearing what was said, he picked up the receiver and asked the hotel kitchen to send five servings of white porridge.

Seeing that his job was taken away, Zhou Xingyuan gritted his teeth in anger and planned to complain to Shen Qingjiao.

However, when he looked at Shen Qingjiao, he found that she was concentrating on cooking the ingredients and he couldn't bear to disturb her.

Shen Qingjiao put the shrimp heads into a casserole and fried them, occasionally pressing the shrimp heads with a spatula to squeeze out the shrimp roe.

Soon, the red shrimp oil covered the bottom of the pot, emitting a rich and delicious aroma.

Just then, the waiter brought the porridge.

Shen Qingjiao's lips curled up slightly, "You came just in time."

Shen Qingjiao scooped out the shrimp heads on a plate and asked the waiter to pour all the porridge in the aluminum basin into the casserole.

Then turn on high heat and add lean meat, celery, green beans and water chestnuts into the porridge in turn.

About ten minutes later, the rich aroma of porridge wafted into the air, along with the enticing aroma of fresh shrimps, which was many times richer than Feng Ruoya's Concubine Smile Shrimp Balls.

"I'm done." Shen Qingjiao stretched lazily and looked at Feng Ruoya, "After you fry the shrimp balls again, we'll find someone to taste and rate them."

Smelling the lingering aroma of the porridge, Feng Ruoya began to feel a sense of crisis in her heart.

Taking a deep breath, she managed to calm herself down and fried the shrimp balls again.

After the shrimp balls were fried, the rich shrimp aroma wafted around, giving Feng Ruoya more confidence.

Both dishes have been completed, and Shen Qingjiao and Feng Ruoya plan to go out and find a few people to act as referees.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked out of the kitchen door, they met a few waiters who had just got off work.

The two of them quickly invited the waiters to taste and rate the food. At the same time, Zhou Xingyuan and Duan Shaoting also joined in and rate the food together.

Although Feng Ruoya knew that Duan Shaoting liked Shen Qingjiao, she didn't care about Duan Shaoting's vote.

Because she believed that with her delicious dish that was both beautiful and fragrant, she would definitely get the remaining four votes and win by a large margin.

Everyone began to taste Shen Qingjiao's shrimp and lean meat porridge and Feng Ruoya's Concubine Smile.

After tasting, everyone stood behind the dish they thought was delicious.

The results came out very quickly.

Feng Ruoya was dumbfounded.

Shen Qingjiao actually received five votes!!!

So, she didn’t get a single vote.

How is that possible? Her concubine's smile is just not as bright in color, but it tastes great.

Feng Ruoya was really unwilling to give in, so she took off her usual disguise of weakness and shouted at the "judges" with full energy.

"Why did you all choose hers? Her porridge is so ordinary. The Concubine Smile Shrimp Balls I made are obviously more beautiful and delicious!"