The actor is slapped in the face by the chef every day

Xiao Yu was obviously not born to the screenwriter. Apart from the war, all kinds of unlucky things happened in the whole play: the misunderstanding of his father, the rebellion of his teacher, and the death of his fiancée who had been engaged since childhood.With great difficulty, he seized the initiative. With the remaining [-] troops, he wanted to fight for his country and Xiliang, but he almost died in the end.

In the final battle of life and death, there was obviously no special treatment or golden fingers.

Perhaps the appearance of Su He can barely be regarded as the protagonist's welfare-after all, if he just dies like this, he is probably one of the few aggrieved male protagonists in domestic movies.

The screenwriter still remembered that this unlucky guy was the protagonist of his novel, and with a swipe of his pen, Su He, who was also a teacher, friend and confidant, learned the news that His Highness the Crown Prince was in danger, and came to rescue him.

All the staff were ready, Fu Jinghui had a sip of specially made "blood" in his mouth, and when the assistant director started shooting, he immediately entered the state.

"I thought that you would wait for the trajectory of fate as you said, until the scene in the prophecy came." Dark complexion looked at Su He who rushed to the horse, Xiao Yu supported himself with the sword The crumbling body, the blood at the corner of the mouth has turned dark red.

"Xiao Yu, stop talking, I'll take you to the doctor!" Seeing the other party's pale face and scars all over, Su He only hated himself for not giving him a few more knives when he just killed the Xiliang king : It's too cheap to seal the throat with a knife, this bastard.

"Killing the Lord of Destiny, you will violate God's will when the time comes, so don't regret it." After coughing a few times, Xiao Yu was still in the mood to joke with the other party.

"I told you not to talk, why are you still talking about it?" Seeing that Xiao Yu's injury was getting worse, Su He simply hugged him to his horse: "Don't worry, my hand The 40-strong army will control the situation. Within three days, the other five countries will know that there is no Xiliang in the world."

Does this already mean to completely eliminate future troubles?Does that mean that after this battle, Chen Guo is temporarily free from worries?

Thinking in a daze, Xiao Yu's eyelids gradually became heavy.

"Xiao Yu, what if..." Seeing the other party turning his gaze around, and the scenery around him receding with Mar galloping, Su He held Xiao Yu in his arms, and said hesitantly: "If so, I'll take that one by myself." location, are you willing to stay with me and watch this Central Plains become the world of harmony and happiness as prophesied?"

Already exhausted from the war, Xiao Yu was half asleep and half awake in Su He's arms, when he suddenly heard this sentence, he couldn't help being shocked for a moment:

Is this man crazy?Taking that position means not only power and the burden of bearing the people's livelihood, but he will also face endless——

"Assassination, checks and balances, all kinds of involuntary helplessness... However, I am willing to overcome it. There is only one thing-will you accompany me?" Su He shook his head while pressing his finger on the other party's lips. : "Don't be in a hurry to answer me, you shouldn't talk too much. Wait until the doctor shows you the injury and you feel better, think it over before replying to me."

Xiao Yu's expression was complicated for a while.

"OK, call it a day!" Hearing Director Chen yell to pass, Fu Jinghui and the actor who played Su He quickly separated.

The other party was also not at ease, because he was a new actor, he didn't know what to say, he just nodded awkwardly to Fu Jinghui, and then ran away without a trace.

"Look, it's like there is a tiger chasing after you." The man who walked over from one side and watched the whole process patted Fu Jinghui on the shoulder: "Let's go, Mr. God, let's go eat."

It's Director Chen.

In the black shirt that has remained unchanged for thousands of years, the man is a little thin, but he does not give people an overly weak feeling. Standing there, he is full of aura.

The other party picked a Cantonese restaurant to invite him to dinner.

A few dishes of sweet soup and stew were served, and Fu Jinghui didn't have anything he particularly liked, but just to be polite, seeing that Director Chen was still going on, he couldn't put down his chopsticks all the time.

"Why, these dishes are not to your taste?" Sensing keenly that the other party has no appetite, Director Chen directly called the waiter to come over to add more dishes: "Let's serve another white-cut chicken."

"I'm sorry sir, the supply of white-cut chicken is full today, why don't you try other dishes?" The waiter apologized.

Not caring, the man took the towel on the table and wiped his hands: "Let your boss come over, I'll talk to him personally."

The owner of the restaurant, who was smiling like Maitreya Buddha, came over quickly. He was taken aback when he saw the man in black sitting on the seat, and immediately stepped forward to talk to him softly, and then went straight to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, a dish of white-cut chicken was served by the boss himself.

The cut pieces are stacked into the shape of a whole chicken, the color is slightly yellow, and the taste is not strong.Add salt, sugar and soy sauce to ginger and green onion, add hot oil and stir evenly to make a sauce.One end of the plate is decorated with a radish flower, which is extremely delicate.

After serving the dishes, the boss seemed to want to say something to Director Chen, but the man gave the boss a casual look, and the other quickly withdrew.

This demeanor is a natural leadership style, and Fu Jinghui admires it.

"Don't just look at me, try it." Handing the chopsticks to Fu Jinghui, the man smiled and introduced him: "The poached chicken made by the owner of this restaurant is the most authentic, but people are lazy and don't like it." Start cooking. Try it, if you don’t like it, I’ll ask him to serve something you like.”

lazy?The boss saw that the business was very big, so he couldn't cook for the guests casually.To be called "lazy" by Director Chen, Fu Jinghui suddenly felt a little sympathetic to the guy who was trembling in front of Director Chen just now.

Picking up a piece of chicken and dipping it into the sauce, Fu Jinghui looked at the expectant eyes and took a bite.

The skin is smooth and the meat is tender and fragrant. When dipped in the fresh and sweet sauce, it will greatly increase the appetite.It is not as greasy as grilled or roasted chicken, and it is very refreshing in the mouth.

As expected, Director Chen strongly recommended it, and even asked the boss to cook the dishes himself.

"At the film festival next month, our film will have its premiere there. When the time comes, you and the crew will walk the red carpet together." Putting the pear juice on Fu Jinghui's side, Director Chen said very naturally.

Is the crew together?Originally, Meng Tian also planned to arrange this way. Since the crew already has this plan, the company will naturally not object to it.

Nodding his head in agreement, Fu Jinghui suddenly remembered what Li Luo had mentioned to him before: "Director Chen?"

The man hummed and looked up at him.

"The last time the movie changed roles, the actor who played Su He before, the actor's company didn't make things difficult for you, right?" After thinking about it, Fu Jinghui asked directly.

"It's as if I'm so useless. It's just a change of actor. Is it possible to see the face of the other party? Or in your eyes, I am so useless?" With a half smile, Director Chen played with the table in his hand teacup on.

On the teacup, two red carps intertwined and formed a circle.

This person seems to have been very familiar with his attitude since the first meeting.

Fu Jinghui felt a little belated: Could it be that this person knew him before?

"I know you..." He opened his mouth slowly, and Director Chen slid his fingers across the intersecting tails of the fish, and suddenly changed the subject: "Fu Jinghui, do you remember my name?"

name?On weekdays, he always called "Director Chen", but he really didn't pay attention to the other party's name.

Unprepared, Fu Jinghui tried hard to search for the other party's full name in his mind: "Chen... Yelin?"

"Sure enough, I forgot..." With a barely audible sigh, Director Chen could not conceal the melancholy in his tone.

Fu Jinghui didn't hear clearly, and turned his head slightly: "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." Soon his face was normal, and the corner of the other party's eyes twitched: "If you can't remember it now, I will tell you when you remember it."

ah?Think again?

Remembering that Li Luo had said similar things before, Fu Jinghui began to seriously review: Is his memory really bad recently?

How about telling him to think about one or two of them slowly? Should he take advantage of Double Eleven and let Meng Tian go online to order more walnuts or something for his brain?

What's the brand of the walnut syrup you drank last time?

In the villa, the chef was sitting alone on the sofa, waiting for someone who had gone out to eat, drink and have fun to come back.

When the doorbell rang, he glanced at his phone. It was not yet eight o'clock: You did a good job today, and you came back so early?

Getting up to open the door for the other party, what Li Luo saw was a strange face.

In blue uniform, with a simple and honest face, the other party saw the owner open the door, and handed over the things in his hand: "Excuse me, is this Mr. Li Luo? Please sign for your courier."

"Hey, A Luo, have you shopped online yet? Double Eleven hasn't started yet." Sliding down from the handrail of the stairs, Memo followed the durian, and looked closely at the cover of the express delivery: "It's from abroad, A Luo, you Are you shopping overseas?"

Shaking his head, Li Luo checked that the address and recipient on the cover were correct, and opened the express after thinking about it.

A golden sycamore leaf fell out of it.

Other than that, nothing else.

"Is there nothing else?" After checking the express case repeatedly, Momo was at a loss: "Is it wrong?"

"It's not a mistake." Picking up the sycamore leaf from the ground, Li Luo's eyes flashed darkly: "It's him."

"—he found me."

☆、Crab Roe Soup

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Steamy.

In front of the stove, Li Luo cleaned the live crabs and tied up the steamer.

Winter came late this year, and there were still a lot of hairy crabs. An acquaintance of Meng Tian gave her a basket, and she kept too much, so she simply sent them to Fu Jinghui.

——Who made Master Chef live here?As long as there are any good ingredients, the manager lady will send them over immediately, and by the way, I can get some light.

Before Li Luo didn't come, Meng Tian and Fu Jinghui were not good cooks.The manager's lady was too busy to cook, and Fu Jinghui was too busy to cook, so no one dared to eat.

So much so that in a villa as big as Fu Jinghui, the kitchen is beautifully decorated, but it can only be used as a decoration.

It's not that he didn't think about inviting an aunt to come over to cook, but Fu Jinghui's temperament, if he accidentally reveals his true nature at that time, there is no need to rely on the image he packaged before.

From then on when the master chef came in, Meng Tian would occasionally discuss work with Fu Jinghui until it was time for meals, and Li Luo would invite her to stay for dinner together.After coming and going, she directly left special bowls and chopsticks here, and carried her bag to eat and drink at any time.

After 10 minutes, the unique umami taste wafted out from the cracks of the bamboo steamer—the crab was cooked.

He took out a plate and packed the steamed hairy crabs. When it was cooler, Li Luo came over with a basket of tools and began to peel the crabs.

The plump crab paste is put into a plate, the lard is put into the pan, and the onion and garlic are added to stir-fry until the aroma is released. Then the crab meat and crab roe are added, and the crab oil is boiled out by stirring over low heat.

When the crab oil is honey-colored, add rice wine, salt, and white pepper to taste. With a wave of Li Luo's spoon, skim off the foam, pour over the vinegar and serve.The chicken and pork skin that had been prepared before were stewed. He took the blender and beat them into pork skin puree.The chicken soup and pork skin are boiled at the same time to collect the juice, seasoned, filtered and cooled to make skin jelly stuffing.

The slender fingers pinched the dough and rolled it into a skin, and the fingers dexterously closed the soup bag evenly, and steamed it in boiling water in a steamer.

In about six or seven minutes, the whole room is full of fresh fragrance.

As soon as he opened the door, he smelled such a lethal smell, even if Fu Jinghui had just returned from eating, he immediately swallowed unconsciously:

"--cuckoo"

After changing his shoes, Mr. Movie Emperor ran to the kitchen with a smile on his face: "Li Luo, how about making supper?"

Ask knowingly.

Looking at the other party with disgust, the master chef turned his body sideways, avoiding the cold air coming from the other party: "I'm making supper, why are you excited?"

"I'm hungry!" With a confident face, Fu Jinghui stretched his claws towards the steamer——

"Hot!" Quickly withdrew his hand, he looked at the chef pitifully, hoping that the other party would help him bring out the food.

The other party did comply.

only--

"This is my supper. You've already had dinner outside, what do you want to eat when you come back?" Li Luo walked around lightly, brought the steamer to the table, and brought shredded ginger and aged vinegar.

The crab roe soup dumpling came out of the pot, and the soup inside was wrapped in the skin of the soup dumpling and swayed left and right when Li Luo carried the plate to the dining table, like ripples on the surface of a lake when the breeze blows.

It also shook Fu Jinghui's stomach.

"Gulu—" the belly protested, and Fu Jinghui was so attracted by the delicacy that he was about to stay. Taking advantage of the time when the chef was going to get the chopsticks, he directly inserted the straw on the table into the upper mouth of the soup bag, and waited for the heat to dissipate slightly Go ahead and speak first immediately.

"It's delicious!" After taking a sip of the soup, he felt that he was about to fly with happiness: "It's freezing outside! Eating this at night is simply delicious in the world."

"Sir, the delicacy you tasted was something I spent several hours preparing to eat myself." After taking the chopsticks back, within a minute, I found that the soup dumpling was served first.Li Luo stared at the extremely intoxicated someone, and coolly opened his mouth to remind him.

The other party looked stunned, and looked at Master Chef in embarrassment, and then——

Quickly licked the soup bag up and down.

Li Luo: ... such a shameless guy, he really doesn't want to know him.

After drinking the soup, Fu Jinghui dipped the soup bag in vinegar, and while eating, he reported to the chef: "I'm going to France to participate in the film festival next month, and then I will be with the crew of "Warring States", Walking on the red carpet, probably... I'll figure it out..."

With the soup bag in his mouth, Fu Jinghui counted with his fingers: "Plane No. [-], plus magazine interviews and photos, I have to go out for a week. At that time, I will ask Xiao Tiantian to help you book the same flight as me." The plane, the hotel room is next to me..."

"Who said I want to go with you?" Li Luo raised his eyebrows.

After a pause of chewing, Fu Jinghui looked at the other party and smiled with the corners of his eyes crooked: "Didn't you accompany me back when I returned to China last time? Don't pretend to be surprised. I was frightened by you last time, but this time I won't be fooled."

It's a pity that the other party is not joking this time.

"I'm going to Tokyo next month. If there are no accidents, I may not be able to make it back when you come back from France." After supper was eaten by Fu Jinghui, Li Luo had no choice but to warm his hands with a cup of tea .

Tokyo?Why do you want to go to District [-]?

Could there be anything more interesting than going to France to watch a film festival with him?

"My teacher is looking for me, so I have to go there." He explained vaguely, but the other party refused to say more.

Originally planning to take the other party for a trip to France, but now they have to separate from the chef, Lai Fu Jinghui is not very happy: "Can't we go to France first, and then go to Tokyo?"

Shaking his head, Li Luo didn't tell the other party. When Mr. Xu called him today, his tone said that if he dared to refuse, the old man would fly over from Australia in a few minutes, and Tie would bring him there.

Two years passed fast or slow, enough for a young man who was not well-known back then to expand his career to all over the world.

Li Luo knew that the teacher was afraid that the other party would still not be able to solve the knot, and when the time came, he would ask Li Luo to make some kind of promise himself. At that time, Li Luo might really have no chance to make a name in the food industry in this life.

——Although Li Luo himself may not care much about the issue of leaving his name and not leaving his name.

Early the next morning, Meng Tian drove over to eat crab roe soup dumplings.

Seeing her own artiste, the agent's first reaction was to pull the soup dumpling that Li Luo prepared for her to her.

Protecting food or something, it really is that those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Seeing Meng Tian skillfully taking a sip of the soup one by one, the chef finally knew who he learned from Fu Jinghui's shameless way of grabbing food.

"Air tickets, hotels, and assistants are all prepared for you. When you arrive in France, there should be no problem. Anyway, it's not the first time you've been there." Sitting on the sofa after eating, the agent lady ate very comfortably, His face was flushed.

It's a pity that the other party's complexion is not so good.

"Wait, why is it an assistant?" Suspecting that he had listened, Fu Jinghui confirmed with the other party again.

"Well, that..." A sudden shyness made Fu Jinghui, who was used to his manager's bold appearance, feel chills down his back, almost thinking that the other party had changed his face.

"I'm going to Italy." With a ruddy complexion, Meng Tian blinked his eyes: "Double Eleven, you can spend it alone, have fun, and buy what you like. The money in the account this month Didn't move much..."

The meaning of these words is too rich, and Fu Jinghui directly noticed the most crucial point: "... You are out of the order, right?"

When the manager heard this, she lowered her head shyly: "It's not formal, we're still getting to know each other."

At the end, he added: "The purpose of going to Italy this time is to visit him. When I met you with him, you were still staying in Mr. Li's restaurant."

Dare to believe that when he was floating in a foreign country, this woman was trying her best to seduce a man?

Dog abuse on Singles' Day, Fu Jinghui's heart was clogged with old blood, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.

"Don't be like this, anyway, Mr. Li will accompany you there, I am very relieved." Patting Mr. Actor on the shoulder to comfort, Meng Tian's eyes are full of the symptoms of a little woman's love:

The sudden gentleness exudes a maternal breath, and she is also very patient with a certain bear child around her.

Looking up to the sky and sighing, Fu Jinghui didn't know what the wind was blowing recently: "Don't count on it, that fellow Li Luo has something to do, he can't go to France."

How is it so coincidental?

"How about I push the time over there? It's the same when I go to see him after your film festival is over." After hesitating for a while, Meng Tian still had the upper hand in his professional ethics.

"Don't, don't, don't—" quickly stopped the other party's thought, Fu Jinghui didn't want to ruin his rare marriage: "It's enough to have what you arranged, you should take that man down quickly, and I'll be there when the time comes." Waiting for your good news."

After so many years of concentrating on work, Fu Jinghui also knew that the other party didn't even have a chance to fall in love, so it's not easy for the other party to miss such a good opportunity now.

"Boss, the ticket to Tokyo has been bought, and someone will arrange everything for you when you arrive at the airport."

In the office, the sunlight on the [-]th floor was just right. Hearing this, the blond man turned around leaning on the swivel chair outside the window, his blue eyes were like the water of the Danube.

"For this event, we are the biggest sponsor of the venue. I have organized all the other specific relevant materials and put them in a folder and put them on your desk." After the assistant put down the files, he was about to leave:

The big boss always has a cold face, and he really can't stand it in the winter.

"and many more."

The melodious bass sounded, and seeing his secretary standing straight and looking at him, the man squinted his eyes and snorted coldly: "Why are you so nervous?"

The other party immediately buried his head in his collar to hold quail.

"The person I asked you to check, the information of the past two years, have you found it?" His eyes turned to Mr. Secretary, the man seemed careless.

The other party immediately reported all the findings: "I opened a private restaurant in New York's Chinatown, and I don't go out much on weekdays. The only time I traveled was to follow the Chinese actor Fu Jinghui to Beijing."

"Fu, Jing, Hui?" Slowly reading the strange name word by word, the man grinned, but looked at Mr. Secretary and felt that the surrounding temperature had dropped several degrees: "It's that name again, go check this Fu For Jing Hui's information, I want to see all the details of his relationship with Li Luo, the more detailed the better."

The office door was carefully closed by his subordinates. The man tilted his neck and looked at the cloudy sky outside the window:

"Is it going to rain? I really look forward to the scene where we meet, Ah Luo."

He Gang was reviewing the documents in the office, and suddenly the secretary notified him that a phone call came in from overseas.

"Hello, hello." After picking up the phone, He Gang immediately heard the laughter from the other end of the phone:

"Ellen!"

"Alan, come to me!"

"Don't go, don't go, you agreed to accompany me today!"

……

It took a while for the noise on the phone to dissipate, and a laughing male voice sounded on the other end. There was a hook in the voice, scratching the heartstrings: "Hey, hey. I found out that you asked me to do something. , and I met just before. So this time, the deadline you want will definitely be fulfilled."

"Don't bother too much." Feeling infected by the news, He Gang's words were full of smiles:

"One week is enough."

☆, Zilong takes off his robe

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Fox has just started working recently, and it’s already ten o’clock in the evening after working overtime every day, so the update time will be relatively late after coding. If you read the text and haven’t seen the update at twelve o’clock, you can read it the next day during the day It's too late.

Cooking porridge tonight, I burned my hands, now the fox’s paws are as red as pig’s trotters, it hurts so much TUT

Miss Broker is in love.

She originally liked formal attire, but recently she began to try various gentle and graceful styles, such as lotus leaf skirts, buckskin skirts, and wool skirts, all of which made Fu Jinghui smack her lips:

"I said, these two skirts are both beige, just pick one at random, why are you still struggling?"

Originally, she was going to ask about the other party's recent work arrangements, but Fu Jinghui made a phone call. The agent, who never liked to spend time shopping, actually went to the mall to choose clothes.

The other party answered the phone and couldn't catch up, so he simply asked Fu Jinghui to go directly, and help her refer to it by the way.

"Reference? How to refer? I'm not a woman, and I can't give much advice on whether these clothes and skirts fit or not." He casually flipped through the clothes tags in the store, raised his eyebrows, and quickly put the clothes back .

This store doesn't have a lot of traffic. Although the items are a bit expensive, the clerks have seen the world, and they are not too surprised to see celebrities come to the store, let alone disturb Fu Jinghui to take photos with him and sign autographs. , let him be very quiet.

Fu Jinghui likes this kind of shopping experience similar to ordinary people.

"More than 8000 short skirts, and matching clothes and shoes... Xiao Tiantian, the cost is too high for you to fall in love? Is it possible that you are satisfied with dressing yourself as a mobile luxury hanger?" After walking around the store, he looked at the clothes that the agent had already selected, and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Hasn't this brat heard of the saying "Women are for those who please themselves"?

"The Ailun family is very prestigious in the local area. When I go to his place as a guest, I can't dress too casually." Concentrating on comparing the two skirts carefully, Meng Tian didn't even have time to look up:

"Brat, I called you here because I want you to help me see what clothes look good from a man's point of view. However, if you really help me choose clothes from a woman's point of view, I have no problem. "

After thinking about it, she specifically confirmed with Fu Jinghui: "You don't have much research on women's clothing, do you?"

Nonsence!Fu Jinghui's face turned green: He is a handsome man like a 1.8-meter iron tower, why should he be so good at women's clothing?

"That's not necessarily true." After choosing a sweater with butterfly sleeves on the hanger, Meng Tian asked the shopping guide to find a suitable size for her in the warehouse, and sat on a stool in the store:

"Any man your age, don't say it three or four times, has at least one girlfriend, right? After falling in love, shopping with your girlfriend to buy clothes, you will have some experience, but you—— "

Looking at her own artist, the agent's eyes went up and down, making Fu Jinghui shudder: "Girlfriend... Anyway, I haven't seen you have a girlfriend since we two met. It's too much for a man to be single." It's been a long time, and it's easy to feel stressed. I discussed it when I was writing a novel before. Having said that—"

Touching his chin, Meng Tian pondered: "I've written so many fanfiction about you, could it be that I've been fooled?"

Beckoning the other party to come over, the manager lowered her voice: "I don't have a girlfriend, boyfriend...do you have one?"

Seeing Fu Jinghui clenching his fists, he was about to jump up and beat her regardless of the occasion, Meng Tian hurriedly comforted her: "If you don't have one now, it's okay if you've had it before—"

"I was single before, I am single now, and I will be single for a short time in the future!"

Gritting his back molars, Fu Jinghui at least remembered that this was a public occasion and he had to pay attention to his own image, so he also lowered his voice and answered word by word in Meng Tian's ear.

So angry, Meng Tian didn't dare to make the other party anxious anymore, so he quickly changed the subject: "If you don't have it, you don't have it, don't get excited! There will be a reality show recording this Friday. Director Chen and "Warring States Policy" The rest of the cast will also be on the show as guests."

Director Chen is going too?Fu Jinghui didn't hear the other party mention this matter during the meal before, and Fu Jinghui was taken aback: "How many episodes of the reality show are there? I will go abroad next month, and the show will not be able to go there by then. Moreover, in the original guest invitation list, there is no I heard that there is also "Warring States Policy Crew" coming?"

"Temporary guest, anyway, it's good for program ratings and the crew's film promotion. Both parties will benefit, so why not do it?" Shrugging his shoulders, Meng Tian recalled the TV station's indifferent reaction to Fu Jinghui's matter last time, Geng Geng Yu Huai: "Anyway, after filming the show, even if there is a second season, let's stop working with them, it's too worrying!"

The shopping guide brought the clothes over. Meng Tian tried it on and it was fine, so he swiped his card and drove back with Fu Jinghui.

For today's dinner, the main dish cooked by the chef is Zilong taking off his robe.

This dish belongs to Hunan cuisine. Because of its bright color and smooth and refreshing taste, it has always been a local specialty and is very popular.

The chef is free, so he was dragged by Momo to browse Weibo together, and saw someone asking on Zhihu: Why is this dish so difficult to make?

So, the master chef, who said that he had never cooked a dish before, bought the ingredients from the supermarket, decided to make it himself, and broadcast it live to the netizens.

Remove the bone and peel the eel, boil it in hot water for a while, remove the bone and shred it.Li Luo's shredded eels were cut out with uniform thickness, thinner than those made by machine.

Season egg whites with starch and salt and mix well.

Put on medium heat, add shredded eel quickly, stir with chopsticks, after about 30 seconds, take out of the pot to control the oil.Add magnolia slices, green peppers, and mushrooms and stir-fry until almost cooked.Add shredded eel again, put a little cooking wine and stir-fry with vegetables, add perilla leaves, starch, and clear soup to make a base soup, the fragrance is overflowing, pour evenly on the vegetables, and finally sprinkle with pepper.

Get it done.

Even though there is no face photo in the live broadcast post, there are still a large number of onlookers who said: a man with such a handsome back who can cook is as perfect as the male god Fu Jinghui.

After reading the metaphor in the other party's message, the kumquat in Li Luo's mouth was so frightened that he swallowed it whole:

Just that kid, still a "perfect male god"?The male god of dark cooking is about the same...

The truth is too far away from reality. In order to let these netizens have good memories, I believe that good-looking people can also cook delicious food, let them continue to think so.

"A Luo, you are also handsome, and your cooking is also delicious!" Unconvinced, he jumped on the keyboard, and Momo justified his name on the webpage for his master chef:

The dishes made by our family A Luo are obviously better than Fu Jinghui's!

——In the end, it was overwhelmed by a huge wave of raging fans... Swiping the screen or something, the typing speed of a tomato was completely outmatched.

"Crack-"

The sound of the key opening the door sounded, and I was happily jumping on the keyboard, but hurriedly hid under the stairs.

There was also a sound of "Ouch", if Li Luo guessed correctly, that sound was because he ran into an acquaintance at the bottom of the stairs.

Mr Durian.

This morning, because he didn't clean up the mud on his body when he entered the door, the chef directly threw him under the stairs and put him in confinement.

It's been so long that I don't have a long memory, and this durian deserves to be punished.

Who doesn't know the vegetables at home, Mr. Chef is a Virgo?If he didn't pay attention to hygiene and dirty the bedroom he had just cleaned up, Li Luo didn't get angry and threw this guy to the store and smoked it in a glass jar of stinky tofu, which was already merciful.

"We're back!"

Entering the door together with the manager, Fu Jinghui quickly washed his hands, and rushed to the dining table at the same speed as a teleportation.

He was actually one step behind this woman!

Biting the chopsticks resentfully, Fu Jinghui took the food and put it in his mouth——

"what?"

The dishes are bright in color, taste full of flavor, and the meat is tender and smooth. He tasted it and carefully identified the taste: "This is... shredded eel?"

Finally, the sense of taste is sensitive enough.

Jawed his head, the master chef introduced: "This is Zilong taking off his robe."

The name is quite interesting, but it is stir-fried shredded eel, and there is such a literary name.Fu Jinghui sighed: These days, even shredded eel has such cultural connotations.

This semi-literate person still knows literature and art?

Seriously doubting how much the other party has read, the master chef told him: "This is because when peeling the eel, it looks like an ancient general taking off his robes, so it was named so at the beginning."

Take off your robe?Do those military officers still take off their robes?

After imagining the scene, Fu Jinghui involuntarily switched the man with scars and beard who should be taking off his clothes in his mind to Master Chef:

Smooth lines, attractive collarbone.

The armor on the battlefield fell to the ground, and the head chef stretched out his arms, shirtless and began to knead the dough.

The muscles on the wall are tight and strong, and the skin color is a healthy wheat color.Following the opponent's movements, Li Luo narrowed his waist and broad shoulders.Compared with his usual thin appearance, he is much stronger.

Obviously it should cover the whole body, but for some reason it is covered by the sink.

If only I could see it a little bit more clearly.

"Well, don't block it, stand a little to the side." Muttering the thoughts in his heart, Fu Jinghui heard a puzzled voice: "What is blocked?"

"Your naked—" Suddenly returning to his senses, Fu Jinghui was startled, and swallowed the second half of the sentence back to his stomach.

It turned out that Meng Tian hurriedly left just after receiving a call, leaving only Fu Jinghui and Li Luo sitting at the dining table together.Now that someone is stupid and almost talking nonsense, Li Luoan is naturally surprised:

What is the situation?Could it be that you have been too involved in filming recently, and you are still thinking about the plot when you come back at night?

Master Chef really thinks highly of Fu Jinghui: the messy things in someone's mind are much more exciting than the plots in the movie script.

Vaguely fooling the other party, Fu Jinghui was embarrassed to say that he had just thought about it, and went back to his bedroom.

Li Luo packed up the dishes and was about to go back to the room when he suddenly heard a scream: "Oh, where did you get the durian!"

His expression changed, and he quickly pushed open Fu Jinghui's door: "Fu Jinghui, do you have anything—"

The last word "matter" could not be said, looking at the shining white thighs in front of him, Li Luo felt a little dizzy:

"What are you doing? Want to seduce/seduce?"

"I—just—just—wanted—to—change—pajamas—and———" Taking a breath, Fu Jinghui was so painful that tears were about to come out: "Why is there a pajama at home? Did the durian come into my bedroom? I sat on the bed and it happened to be..."

Li Luo tried hard not to laugh out loud, and helped the other party's shoulder:

"Ahem, um... where did you get hurt, lie down on the bed and I'll take a look at it for you?"

☆、Twice-cooked pork

Fu Jinghui felt that he was unlucky in the past, so he committed the crime of durian.

The last time I went to Chinatown to ask Li Luo to help cure my anorexia, but on the first day I went to a restaurant, I fell down at the door.