I really don't want to be red

Chapter 223 How about a gourmet show?

Song Feifei saw Li Xinying's clutches grabbing her.

With a cry of surprise, he quickly dodged and waved his fists aside, "I protest that I want to eat meat..."

An Ran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Isn't fish meat meat?"

Song Feifei curled her lips and said, "In my eyes, fish and chicken are not meat. Big pieces of braised pork and big ribs are called meat!"

Li Xinying pointed at her, hating that iron could not become steel: "You are so fat!"

Song Feifei snorted, "I'm not a star, and I don't need to leave the country. I'm not afraid of getting fat!"

The two of them broke into a mess while talking.

From the kitchen to the living room, and from the living room to the bedroom, there was laughter everywhere.

On the contrary, An Ran felt that she enjoyed it quite a bit. This is how a normal person should live.

Besides, both of them are big beauties, and they are full of joy when they are in trouble, which is pleasing to the eye.

In the kitchen, An Ran shredded the potatoes, cut the tofu into cubes, took off six green leaves of the Chinese cabbage, cut them into slices with a razor blade, washed the fish and changed the knife.

Soak potato shreds in water to remove starch, and put tofu in a pot of hot water to prevent sticking and shape.

Put the fish in the pan and put the oil in it, and leave the Chinese cabbage untouched.

The two quarreled for a while, then ran to the kitchen to watch.

Song Feifei looked at it for a while, and said discouragedly: "It seems that your method is nothing new, it's all common practice, I want to eat in a hotel!"

Li Xinying glared at her. She kindly cooks and lets you eat ready-made food. Are you still unwilling?
An Ran smiled and said: "After you taste it later, you will say that hotel meals rely on oil, while home-cooked dishes rely on craftsmanship and experience. If you can make home-cooked dishes gourmet, then you are a real good chef! "

Song Feifei pursed her mouth, "That's what I said, but if you can really make home-cooked food gourmet, I will admit that you are right!"

Li Xinying whispered: "It's almost the same if you sleep with him for one night!"

"Li Xinying!" Song Feifei yelled, "You're itchy again..."

The two quarreled again while talking.

An Ran concentrates on cooking here.

Homemade potato shreds, vinegared cabbage, mapo tofu, braised carp are all homemade dishes, and it doesn't take much effort.

Before the two of them had finished their quarrel, An Ran's food was served.

Li Xinying couldn't wait to sit at the table, closed her eyes, and took a strong smell, "I haven't eaten home-cooked food for a long time!"

Song Feifei pouted and pouted, "What's so delicious about home-cooked food, I'll make it for you every day if you want to eat it!"

Li Xinying picked up the chopsticks, knocked on the side of the bowl and said, "Student, please pay attention, is what you cook called home-cooked food? What you cook is home-cooked poison! I have worked with you for so long to survive, and I must thank you for your support." Grace to kill!"

Song Feifei's small face suddenly collapsed. When it comes to cooking and cooking, it is indeed her weakness.

Don't say you can't do it, it's just that the craftsmanship is too poor, and you always come up with your own ingenuity.

What potatoes and cucumbers, what steamed cabbage.

The cooking skills are not good, but the brain is big.

"Anyway, I don't like to eat these!" Song Feifei picked up the bowl and said angrily: "Today is for you two, hum!"

An Ran got busy from the kitchen, sat on the table and said, "Eat first, if it doesn't suit your appetite, I'll order you takeaway!"

"Hey, it's almost there!"

Song Feifei picked up the chopsticks with a wry smile, picked up a small piece of tofu and put it in her mouth.

As soon as I put it in my mouth, I made a "huh" sound...

Li Xinying proudly said: "How is it? Isn't it delicious!"

Song Feifei sucked it for a long time before saying with a bitter face: "I haven't tasted it yet, it's so hot..."

An Ran said: "Do you know what the essence of Mapo Tofu is?"

"What is it?"

The two asked together.

An Ran pointed to the bright red tofu on the plate and said, "It's not numb or spicy, but hot!"

"The starch is put in the pot to make the tofu more tender, and the second is to lock in the heat inside. The higher the temperature, the more enjoyable the mapo tofu tastes. If you don't believe me, try it!"

Song Feifei was a little skeptical, she was unprepared for the chopsticks just now, she ate them in one bite, they were too hot.

This time I took precautions, picked up the tofu and waited until the temperature was right before putting it in my mouth.

It's still hot, but the temperature is tolerable, followed by the spiciness spreading in the mouth, and finally the numbness bursting on the tongue!

The spicy taste is mixed with the unique smooth and tender taste of tofu in the mouth, and the combination is surprisingly wonderful.

The heat released by the spicy taste caused a burning sensation in Song Feifei's mouth, and a feeling of excitement surged in her nerves.

"good to eat!"

Song Feifei gave two words and continued to move.

Li Xinying took a look, didn't you say you don't like home-cooked food?

Despise you!
Li Xinying picked up the rice bowl, picked up a chopstick and vinegared the cabbage very ladylikely.

The aroma of vinegar spreads in the mouth, but it is only slightly sour, which does not affect the sweet taste of cabbage at all.

This is real home cooking!

Compared with the hotel chef's meals, it may lack a lot of tricks, but it looks more real and has a sense of memory.

Li Xinying took two mouthfuls before she gave a thumbs up and said, "It's delicious, this is the taste I remember when I was a child!"

An Ran smiled and said, "Eat more if it tastes good!"

Song Feifei was on the opposite side, without raising her head, using her chopsticks like a windmill, she kept picking up vegetables to eat, just like a beggar who just came back from the famine and had never eaten in eight lifetimes.

Li Xinying thumped her, "Are you serious? The taste is not as exaggerated as you are, and the image of a lady is gone?"

"What lady?"

Song Feifei ate the food happily, "I'm not a lady in the first place!"

Li Xinying is also polite, showing her heroic side, anyway, there are no outsiders now!

safely?That's not an outsider either.

The two of them seemed to be robbing each other, one chopstick and the other, and they began to eat like crazy.

Good guy, you two are the reincarnations of starving ghosts.

A few minutes later, the two of them had enough to eat and drink, only to find that An Ran didn't move his chopsticks.

A bowl of white rice was placed right in front of him and he hadn't eaten yet.

But now there are four dishes, and there is only some soup left.

Song Feifei bit her chopsticks and said guiltily, "How about...I'll order takeaway for you!"

Li Xinying also nodded embarrassingly, "The key is that it's so delicious, neither of us could hold back!"

An Ran picked up the bowl, "It's okay, just some soup! You say my craft, how about doing a gourmet show?"

"gourmet Show?"

Both of them stared wide-eyed at the same time.

Li Xinying wondered: "Are you talking about a program that teaches people how to cook? That kind of program is just a sham, and no one watches it. Even if the ratings reach 0.05, it's considered high. It's too monotonous!"

An Ran shook her head, "The variety show I'm talking about is not teaching people how to cook!"

"Huh? Food can also be made into a variety show?" The two people who were full stared at each other, unable to understand.

How about this kind of variety show?
Ok?It seems that it is also possible to invite all the celebrities to cook together. The situation is full of situations, and it seems to be interesting!

An Ran said: "Let's talk about this later!"

What he thought was not as simple as Li Xinying and the others thought!
The appearance of these two eating home-cooked food reminded him of another popular show "Longing for Days"!
(End of this chapter)