The stepmother control group counterattacked with cubs in the era

Chapter 119 The octopus is double-boiled again! !
Pei Ziheng thought he was doing it secretly, but he forgot that there were two idlers not far away.

"Hiss, this little devil looks pretty, but he has a bad back."

Ning Yuan sighed, but didn't hear Yan Yi's response, so he couldn't help but tilt his head, "Speaking of which, you don't care about it? You saved this game, and if something happened, you can't get rid of it."

Yan Yi casually sipped his tea, "Since you know that I am the one responsible, why are you so fussy?"

Ning Yuan choked, and couldn't help reminding, "Old Yan, forget everything else, this is not a joke, the little devil is messing around, I don't know how deep it is, if you put some poisonous things in it, go there Times don’t end well.”

Yan Yi squinted at him, "If you're afraid, just keep your mouth shut, and if something really happens, it won't happen to you."

"..."

"Tsk, you are really getting more and more vicious now."

After Ning Yuan teased, he couldn't help laughing YD, "But I like it."

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As the dishes of each group came out of the pan one after another, the air was filled with a rich and attractive aroma.

Ning Yuan was already hungry, so he dragged Yan Yi to each group for a walk, "stealing" in the name of tasting.

Yan Yi is a self-disciplined person, no matter how Ning Yuan seduced him, he never moved his chopsticks.

Until Shen Mingzhu's group.

The mixed shredded radish is placed in a white square porcelain plate, and carrots, green bamboo shoots, onions and other filaments are added to it. Red, white, green, and purple are mixed together, colorful, and the edges and corners of the plate are mixed together. Put a sprig of budding peach blossoms for decoration.

A simple and homely dish of shredded radish mixed with raw meat, it has been made into a high-end star dish.

"Can I have a taste?"

Hearing Yan Yi offered to taste it, Ning Yuan looked like he had seen a ghost, "Aren't you..."

Under Yan Yi's eyes, Ning Yuan swallowed the words "don't eat carrots" abruptly, "If you try it, I will try it too."

After loading the plates, there were still some pots left for mixing vegetables, so Shen Mingzhu directly handed the pots to the two of them.

Before the shredded radish entered the mouth, Ning Yuan didn't take it seriously, but when the shredded radish entered his mouth, he was immediately astonished.

"Fuck, raw radishes are so delicious?"

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

Xiang Ying and Shen Mingzhu are in the same group, and she is also responsible for the raw shredded radish. When Yan Yi and Ning Yuan boasted that the shredded radish is delicious, she couldn't help being proud.

"That's right. My husband thinks it's delicious even if he doesn't like radishes. Mingzhu, I didn't expect you to be so good at cooking. You just made flowers out of such a simple raw shredded radish."

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

Xiang Ying thought she was concerned about Feifei Sun's words, and comforted her: "Don't bother with Sun, she's just a troublemaker, but if you want to find a job, let's talk about it another day."

"Okay, thank you, Miss Ying."

Xiang Ying is two years older than Shen Mingzhu.

Xiang Ying held her arm affectionately, "Don't be in a hurry to thank me, once I really get things done for you, it's not too late for you to thank me."

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. If you go to Lao Yan, he will do it for you directly."

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

He used "want to do" instead of "want to find", invisibly agreed to help Shen Mingzhu arrange work.

Shen Mingzhu said casually that she hadn't figured it out yet, and left the topic behind.

On the other side, Sun Feifei and Zhao Fang finished their preparatory work and were ready to fry fish.

Because the dishes of the other groups were ready, the two of them were the only ones left to start, and they were cooking hard dishes, so everyone ran over to watch the excitement.

Sun Feifei is in charge of smearing starch on the fish head and body, and Zhao Fang is in charge of frying the fish.

The essence of squirrel mandarin fish is that the body of the fish is blooming, so that it can be placed in the shape of a squirrel, so the frying of the fish is also quite special.

When frying, hold the fish with your hands, pour the hot oil onto the fish with a spoon, wait for the cuts of the fish to form a beautiful shape, and then put the whole fish into the oil pan for frying.

Zhao Fang didn't know if she was inexperienced, or she was afraid of being splashed with hot oil, so she threw the whole fish into the pot.

After throwing it away, the fish head was also thrown in and fried together. Both the fish head and the fish meat were smeared with starch, and they stuck together as soon as they were put into the pot.

Shen Mingzhu was also mean-spirited, and couldn't help reminding, "The fish head and body should be fried separately."

"I want you to mind your own business!"

After Zhao Fang slapped Shen Mingzhu, she turned her head and was blamed by Feifei Sun.

"Why did you fry the fish head and fish tail together? You can see that they are all glued together. How will you arrange them on the plate later?"

Zhao Fang explained aggrievedly, "I thought it would be quicker to fry a piece of cake."

"Oh, the fish is fried!"

I don't know who screamed.

Sun Feifei and Zhao Fang hurriedly looked at the oil pan. A puff of smoke rose from the oil pan, and the fish at the bottom of the pan had turned into charred black.

When the two hurriedly scooped up the fish, the fish meat and fish head had turned into a black and unknown object with no discernible shape.

Sun Feifei couldn't get angry, because everyone was watching, and it was not easy to lose her temper with Zhao Fang, so she had to fry the fish by herself, and let Zhao Fang help.

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

She put up all her energy and didn't dare to take her eyes off the frying pan for half a second. One fish had been fried, and the remaining three fish would never go wrong again.

however--

It was only a minute after the fish head was put into the pot, but black smoke rose from the frying pan again, and the fish head started to turn black visible to the naked eye.

Sun Feifei didn't care whether the fish head was cooked or not, so she quickly scooped it up.

Even though she moved quickly, the fish head was still burnt, just slightly better than the first one, not completely blackened.

Seeing Sun Feifei's ugly face, Zhao Fang comforted weakly: "Is it too hot?"

Sun Feifei thought about it, and this is the only reason. She has cooked squirrel mandarin fish several times at home, and she has never fried the fish like today.

There must be too much fire.

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

No accident, the third fish was fried again.

Feifei Sun was so embarrassed that she was on the verge of crying, while the onlookers secretly laughed and whispered to each other.

"At this level, I'm ashamed to say that I want to make squirrel mandarin fish. I wasted three pots of good oil."

"This fish is not cheap. One fish costs at least ten yuan, and four fish cost 40 yuan."

"What family can stand her defeat like this."

Listening to everyone's accusations, Sun Feifei couldn't hold back any longer, her eyes were red, and she was crying profusely.

"I don't know what's going on. My dad loves to eat squirrel mandarin fish. I have made it several times at home, but I have never had the problem like today."

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

Shen Mingzhu: I have a saying MMP, I don't know if I should say it or not.

　Two more~
　　Can anyone guess what to add to the pot?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)