Stop pretending, I am the God of Cooking and I am showing off my cards!

"Director Zeng, are you really okay?"

Qi Siming looked annoyed. He encountered a traffic jam when he came out of Yanjing Hotel. He finally came over and tried to make up the time, but unexpectedly he hit someone, and it was one of his own.

Zeng Xiaoqi moved her body and didn't feel anything. She just fell on her butt.

There were no external injuries on his body, not even his clothes were damaged.

Qi Siming, on the other hand, not only had his jeans scratched, but his cycling jersey was also torn. He had obviously fallen while rolling on the ground.

She said:

"I'm fine. Is your health okay? There is a clinic nearby. Can I go with you to bandage it?"

"No need...hiss, we probably won't be able to shoot today's video."

Qi Siming was about to go to the green belt to pick up his beloved motorcycle, but found that the bruised area on his body hurt.

Who would have thought that in a moment of confusion, he would hit someone?

At this moment, in the Ziqiang Shengjian restaurant not far away, Yang Lin poked his head out and planned to watch the excitement. When he saw it was Zeng Xiaoqi and Qi Siming, he immediately ran over:

"Sister Xiaoqi, what's going on with you guys? The bang made me jump."

Zeng Xiaoqi smiled bitterly:

"I wasn't looking at the road just now, and I was rubbed by Master Qi...Hurry up and push the motorcycle to the side of the road, don't hinder others from getting off work."

Yang Lin agreed and helped up the red Ducati beside the green belt.

Seeing how badly Qi Siming fell, he thought the car would be littered with parts. Unexpectedly, only some plastic shells were broken, and the car body was all intact.

Tsk, it’s still a good car that can withstand crashes!

Yang Lin looked at this red motorcycle with envy. He didn't know when he would be able to afford such a car. It was so beautiful, not to mention its lines.

Qi Siming came to the motorcycle with his helmet in hand, said thank you, then locked the car and took the car key to go to the nearby clinic for bandaging.

He took out his mobile phone, but luckily it didn't break, so he called Lin Xu:

"Boss Lin, I'm sorry. I may not be able to shoot today's video. I just fell down while riding a bike and hit Director Zeng... I'm fine. Director Zeng is fine. I'm a little bruised. I'll bandage it later." Okay, you don’t have to come, it’s not a big problem.”

In the store, Lin Xu said:

"I couldn't make a video about making noodles today. Qi Siming hit Sister Xiaoqi on a motorcycle at the corner of the street... He said it was not a big problem."

When Chen Yan heard this, Le Diantian immediately put on her newly bought velvet hat and said:

"Ha, I'm going to see the excitement... Last time, Director Zeng fantasized about meeting love around the corner. Unexpectedly, he didn't meet love, but was hit instead..."

Shu Yun blinked:

"It's hard to say. They are about the same age. They are a single man and a woman. It hurts my heart that they can't protect both of them."

"Then I have to go. You used to laugh at me all the time about Ren Jie. This time I have to go and witness it and hold Director Zeng's tail firmly in my hands."

Chen Yan looked proud.

Humph, work is under my control, but life is controlled by my tail. The bear is not even big enough for me. Let’s see if little Qiqi dares to be naughty in the future.

Shen Jiayue originally wanted to join in the fun, but thinking that it was cold outside, she said to Chen Yan:

"If it gets serious, remember to call me. I know someone in the hospital."

"Don't worry, I know."

Chen Yan stomped downstairs in her Martin boots. When she saw Dundun walking around the service desk with nothing to do, she muttered curiously:

"This little cat didn't arrange it, right?"

After muttering, she thought it was impossible. We are masters and must strengthen our materialist beliefs.

Moreover, Zeng Xiaoqi didn't seem to have prayed in front of Dundun. When she left, she looked like she was going to die alone, and she didn't look forward to love.

If Dundun arranged this, then this little guy is really rebellious.

The more people want to die alone, the more they arrange marriages, completely contrary to common sense...

She zipped the down jacket to the top, turned up the collar of the down jacket, and strode out of the store, preparing to go to the small clinic at the corner of the street to check on the situation.

If it doesn't work, go to the hospital. Don't be pushy.

There was news on the Internet a while ago, saying that he was hit by a car and asked for 6,000 yuan to keep it private, but died suddenly six days later.

Some internal injuries and organ injuries cannot be felt, and there are no obvious symptoms. In this case, it is better to go to the hospital for a detailed examination.

Arriving at the intersection, Chen Yan saw some plastic fragments from motorcycles scattered on the ground, and also saw the red motorcycle.

The clinic is right next to Ziqiang Shengjian.

When she walked over, she happened to see Yang Lin:

"Did you have a serious collision just now?"

"It's not serious. Sister Xiaoqi is fine. Master Qi is just a little bruised."

Chen Yan came to the door of the clinic, and just as she was about to push the door in, she saw the female doctor in her fifties inside, applying medicine to Qi Siming's bruised area, while talking to Zeng Xiaoqi:

"You're my girlfriend, why don't you care? Can a motorcycle ride that fast?"

Qi Siming smiled awkwardly, and just as he was about to speak, the doctor said again:

"And you, you have such a beautiful girlfriend and you drive so fast, are you dying? Fortunately it's winter, so wear thick clothes. If it were summer, you would have suffered a lot..."

The two of them originally wanted to explain, but the female doctor was nagging like an elder, so they couldn't get a word in. They could only nod in tacit understanding:

"Yes, yes, you must pay attention to it in the future."

Chen Yan at the door was already crazy with joy.

Hahaha, this trip was indeed not in vain, Director Zeng, Director Zeng, remember to carry two kilograms of fruit tomorrow... No, carry two kilograms of bullfrog to see my eldest nephew.

As for whether Dundun really has this ability...

Harmful! If we businessmen don’t believe in metaphysics, how can we make a fortune and make a lot of money?

When the bandage was almost finished and the doctor stopped nagging her, Chen Yan cleared her throat and then opened the door and walked into the clinic.

As soon as he came in, he winked at Zeng Xiaoqi covertly.

Zeng Xiaoqi: "..."

It's over, it's over.

This matter will definitely be written down by Yan Baobao, maybe even the three people on the space station's business trip will know... Why didn't I explain it clearly just now?

If I explain it now, people will definitely think that there is no three hundred taels of silver here.

She glanced at Qi Siming, who looked calm, and suddenly felt that this guy dyed his hair black and removed his earrings. After removing the non-mainstream elements on his body, he became much cleaner and neater. With his handsome facial features, it was...

Oops, what am I thinking?

Chen Yan glanced at Zeng Xiaoqi with a half-smile, then looked at Qi Siming and asked:

"Do you want to go to the hospital for a CT scan? Everyone in Grandma Yueyue's family works in the hospital, so it's okay to go to the emergency room for a checkup."

"No, no, it's just a scratch. I'm sorry to bother Mr. Chen."

Zeng Xiaoqi next to her rolled her eyes.

What a fool. Do you think Yan Baobao came here because he cared about his employees and sympathized with his subordinates?

No, she just came here to see the joke.

This stinky woman has as many thoughts as her age.

Finally, all the bruised areas were disinfected and bandaged with iodophor. After that, Chen Yan rushed to pay the medical bills, then walked out of the clinic while holding back her laughter.

Qi Siming came to the motorcycle and checked it carefully to confirm whether any important parts were damaged.

Chen Yan asked:

"How about Master Qi, can you still ride a bike?"

"Yes. For riders, this minor injury is not a problem at all. I was in a hurry today and didn't change into cycling clothes. If I were wearing cycling clothes, there wouldn't even be any scratches."

After Qi Siming finished speaking, he apologized to Zeng Xiaoqi again:

"I'm sorry, Director Zeng, for wasting your time."

"What are you calling Director Zeng? She has already resigned from the TV station. You don't need to call her Director. Just call her Xiaoqi."

Chen Yan started to fan the flames.

Zeng Xiaoqi glared at her, and then said to Qi Siming:

"It's okay, it's okay. I was distracted at the time and didn't pay attention to the non-motorized lane. It's not your fault... Can you do it? Why don't you take a taxi back? Park the motorcycle in the shop first."

"No, it'll be fine if you ride on it."

Qi Siming got on the bike, put on his Venom helmet, said goodbye to the two of them, and rode back.

Watching his retreating back, Zeng Xiaoqi turned her face and said to Chen Yan:

"Okay, you can kill or chop it up, Baby Yan. Anyway, I can't wash it off even if I jump into the Yellow River... It's all my fault that doctor, he's as rude as my mother."

Chen Yan smiled:

"We are good sisters, how can I laugh? Come on, come on, don't work overtime. Let's go to the store. Later, when Yuanyuan gets off work, we can go to Yueyue's house to eat fried skewers."

Zeng Xiaoqi glanced at her:

"You're not going to retell the conversation in the clinic with added detail, are you?"

"No, I'm not a chatty woman from the village. Why would I say this? Let's go, let's go, it's freezing outside. I have to wear thickened leggings tomorrow. Even if Yueyue laughs at my thick legs, I have to wear them. it's too cold."

The two returned to the store together.

As soon as she entered the door, Chen Yan forgot what she had said, ran to the service desk, and told Shu Yun about what happened in the clinic in an acrimonious manner.

Zeng Xiaoqi: "..."

The mouth of a capitalist is a liar!

The relationship between good sisters will be severed from now on!

Ten minutes later, everyone in the store knew about it.

Geng Lele, who had just returned from taking extra classes at Tsinghua University, was holding a bowl of braised pork rice with rice residue. He came over with a curious face and asked some tricky questions:

"Sister Xiaoqi, isn't it cool when Brother Ming takes off his helmet?"

"Were you thinking of anything else at the time?"

"Seeing the scratches on Brother Ming's body, are you a little distressed?"

"If your parents insist on letting you bring a boyfriend home for the New Year, would you choose Brother Ming or the three-star Michelin chef from the TV station?"

"..."

Zeng Xiaoqi wordlessly scratched Geng Lele's hair into a mess:

"Lele, can you stop asking? I'll go eat fried skewers later without you!"

"Fried skewers? Where to eat? I'll eat one gluten stick, two eggplant sticks, three potatoes and three mushroom sticks, and I'll also have a bunch of starch sausage and a stick of fish tofu..."

Upon hearing the fried skewers, Geng Lele's attention was immediately diverted.

In the kitchen, Lin Xu prepared the fried skewers for tonight.

Eggplant, lotus root, mushrooms, gluten, leeks, green peppers, meatballs, vegetarian sausages, enoki mushrooms, plum beans, tofu skin, bacon, fish tofu and other dishes suitable for deep-frying.

After everything was ready, he carried it and prepared to go back. At this time, Geng Lele also finished his rice and expressed that he wanted to go back together. Zeng Xiaoqi and Chen Yan were preparing to drive to pick up Chen Yuanyuan from get off work.

Lin Xu drove back to the community and bought a pack of bamboo skewers suitable for making fried skewers in the supermarket at the door.

When he got home, he first soaked the bamboo skewers in baking soda and water. It was said that there was a potion on it to prevent insect infestation, so he had to soak it before using it.

Take advantage of this time to put on your home clothes and wash your hands.

Then put on thickened kitchen gloves and scrub the bamboo skewers soaked in the basin several times to remove as much dirt as possible on the surface of the bamboo skewers.

The reason why you wear thickened gloves is to prevent you from being pricked by the burrs on the bamboo sticks.

After scrubbing, wash the bamboo skewers several times, then put them in a basket to drain away the water, and they are ready for use.

After finishing these tasks, Lin Xu began to change the knife for the ingredients to be fried.

Peel and slice the potatoes and lotus roots and soak them in water.

Remove the roots of the enoki mushrooms, roll them with bacon, and skewer them with bamboo skewers.

There is no need to skewer too many, just three in a skewer. If there are too many, it will not be easy to fry, and if the intervals are too narrow, it will not be easy to fry through.

Then take a piece of tofu skin, roll up a pork belly sausage, and put toothpicks every one centimeter on it.

Insert it and cut it in the middle, and divide it into small pieces, so that it is easy to fry. When eating, just hold the toothpick and gnaw it, one piece at a time, which is more convenient.

"Brother Xu, do you need our help?"

Shen Jiayue originally wanted to play games, but she was too skilled and Geng Lele didn't like her, so the two of them went to the kitchen to try their hand at cooking again.

Lin Xu originally thought he didn't need the two's help, but seeing that the two were very interested, he said:

"Skewer the lotus roots and potatoes."

In order to prevent the two kitchen novices from making mistakes, he also specially taught the Chuanchuaner technique.

The lotus root needs to be pierced horizontally, while the potato slices need to be pierced from one side first, and then the other side is pierced, just like sewing clothes with needle and thread.

If they are worn on the same side, they will easily fall apart when fried.

After the two of them got started, Lin Xu began to sort out other ingredients.

At 8:30 in the evening, Chen Yan rang the doorbell. After get off work, Chen Yuanyuan and Zeng Xiaoqi went back to get a change of clothes. Like Chen Yan, they would not go back tonight.

Shen Jiayue opened the door, and not long after, the three of them walked out of the elevator.

"It hasn't started yet? Hurry up, Yuanyuan heard that she was going to make fried skewers, and she didn't even eat dinner. She was just waiting for a good meal."

Carrying a box of imported mangosteens and two durians, Chen Yan rushed to the kitchen to start making fried skewers as soon as she walked in.

She put durian and mangosteen on the coffee table in the living room, then pulled on her slippers and went upstairs to change into pajamas with Zeng Xiaoqi and Chen Yuanyuan.

Eating late night snacks and not wearing pajamas always feels informal.

Dundun was originally lying on the piano looking at the night scene outside. When he saw the durian on the table, he showed a somewhat puzzled expression, then jumped down from the piano and slowly approached the coffee table.

The closer he got, the deeper his frown deepened, and he looked towards the kitchen with a puzzled expression from time to time.

Obviously, the special smell of durian puzzled the little guy.

It jumped on the coffee table, first smelled the box of mangosteens to eliminate the smell, and then smelled the durians next to the mangosteens. Its expression froze, and then it violently started burying feces on the coffee table.

"Dundun, what are you doing? Don't scratch the coffee table."

Shen Jiayue came over and saw Dundun burying feces in front of the durian, and couldn't help laughing:

"Baby, this is fruit, not smelly, it's something to eat."

food?

Dundun frowned and retched slightly.

Seeing her reaction, Shen Jiayue couldn't help but want to tease this little baby:

"Do you think this durian tastes the same as smelly? Your aunt has no money. She is so poor that she can only eat smelly. Do you want to help her?"

Dundun jumped to the side and smelled his paws.

I felt a little relieved after making sure it didn't smell like anything.

At this moment, Chen Yan came down from upstairs. Dundun walked over from the coffee table and sniffed around Chen Yan, with a look of disgust on his expression.

"What do you mean? I didn't come here empty-handed today. Why does it look so disgusted?"

Just as he was muttering, Sister Weiwei called:

"Mr. Chen, I just received news that the TV station is determined to stop broadcasting Shiweirenjian. The kitchen brand that was sponsored before plans to sponsor our program."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yan said:

"We are doing a food show, we don't want sponsorship."

"They offered seven figures..."

"Are you so generous? Then let their person in charge come to the company tomorrow to talk."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan said with a smile:

"I just went upstairs to change into my pajamas. Unexpectedly, I got a seven-figure business. Sure enough, the fortune came and I couldn't stop it."

She had a complacent attitude, but she had no idea that in Dundun's mind, she had become a different image.

In the kitchen, Lin Xu put a small, deeper soup bucket on the stove, poured in half a bucket of cooking oil, and was about to start making fried skewers.

There are two types of fried skewers, one is coated in batter and the other is fried directly.

The batter-coated dishes are usually eggplants, mushrooms, green peppers, potatoes and other ingredients, wrapped in a layer of crispy batter made with eggs, flour, starch, baking powder and various condiments, then fried in a pan and eaten. When the time comes, it will taste crispy and very enjoyable.

The ones that are directly fried are usually meat and soy products. After frying, they are smeared with a sweet and spicy sauce made from sweet noodle sauce and other condiments. The sauce contains sesame, chili and other ingredients, so there is no need to season it, just eat it directly.

"What is the seasoning on this, Brother Xu?"

"It's a condiment made from soybean powder, chili powder, etc., and it's sprinkled on top of the batter."

Do not brush the fried skewers with sauce because the sauce will soften the batter quickly. Dry ingredients should be sprinkled on the skewers so that the texture of the fried skewers will remain crispy.

When the oil was hot, Lin Xu took the cooked eggplant, potatoes and other ingredients and dipped them in the batter. After confirming that they were all covered with batter, he put them into the oil pan for frying.

Soon, the aroma wafted out of the pot.

When the outside is browned, he takes out the skewers with bamboo skewers and puts them on the tray, then sprinkles them with dry ingredients while they are still hot.

The heat on the surface of the fried skewers brings out the aroma of the dry ingredients perfectly.

"Wow, it smells so good!"

Shen Jiayue walked in, took out a plate of fried skewers and started enjoying the food.

Lin Xu continued to fry, and soon there was a pile of fried and delicious food on the dining table in the living room.

Find an old movie on TV, drink drinks, drink beer, and start enjoying this late-night temptation that no one can resist... late at night!

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