Dominate entertainment from the beginning

Chapter 557

After the rice cakes were finished, it was almost afternoon, and Huang Lei got up to cook again. While fastening an apron on himself, he said complainingly: "This program is good for everything, but the chef will be exhausted. There are so many mouths. , waiting to be fed every day.”

Teacher He smiled and said, "You are the only one in the circle who can cook, and the dishes are delicious. If you are not invited, the guests of this show will starve to death, and the show will not continue." Shoot it down."

Someone praised his cooking skills, a smile appeared on Huang Lei's face, and said: "This is the truth."

Looking at the entire entertainment industry, apart from being an actor, anyone who can get a lot of praise and attention in the circle with his cooking skills, Huang Lei can.

After all, he has devoted himself to studying cooking and cooking for decades, except for filming and announcements.

When I have free time, I study food at home. Anyway, there are two small mice, one big and one small, so it’s not for nothing.

If Sun Li knew what was going on in his mind, he probably would have to kneel on the washboard after recording the show this time.

Huang Lei and Teacher He chatted without saying a word.

Huang Lei suddenly glanced at Su Luo, who was doing nothing beside He Jiong, and said, "Xiao Su, if you've rested, come and help me."

Su Luo was startled, and then said: "I've rested, I'm not tired anymore, I'll help you, Teacher Huang."

Huang Lei said: "Go to the house first and wash your hands with that hand sanitizer."

Su Luo nodded, and walked towards the back room.

Huang Lei and Su Luo teamed up to cook, while the others sat in the pavilion enjoying themselves, chatting without saying a word.

Most of them are parents who are short-sighted, and children can't understand. Zifeng is holding the small pot and whispering.

Peng Peng was lighting a fire in the yard, with a face of fresh meat, now it became smoky, and there was a scent from time to time, overflowing from the pot, which was his motivation to work.

If he doesn't work, he won't be able to find an excuse to eat more bowls after a while, and he has long since forgotten about the promise of losing weight.

Two people cooking is much faster than one person, and there is no need for Huang Lei to direct. Su Luo is very good at observing people's words, and often when he needs to do something, he has already prepared it in advance.

It's true that Su Luo couldn't be bothered, he had nearly a thousand recipes and food combinations in his mind, so he could see what Huang Lei was going to cook at a glance, and he could prepare it in advance.

Huang Lei didn't even need to use a knife, she only needed to heat the oil in the pan, and then stir fry it, which can be said to save time and effort.

Now, they are making the last dish, sweet and sour pork tenderloin. Huang Lei threw white sugar into the pot, and looked at him strangely and asked: "Xiao Su, how old are you this year? Your knife skills look like It must have been more than ten years of learning this."

He was really a little surprised. He just made a dish. The knife technique for processing chicken breast was crisp and sharp. Huang Lei had only seen it on some master chefs before.

It is not surprising that those people can do this step, after all, they are professionals, and they have honed their knife skills for decades.

However, Su Luo is different. According to his understanding, he used to be a singer. Could it be that he was banned for three years and studied cooking every day?And it looks too young.

Su Luo thought for a while, and said: "I should be 21, and my birthday is three months away. I learned my knife skills and cooking skills from a master chef before. He didn't say how good he is. I personally think that It's very average, it must be inferior to Mr. Huang's knife skills, and I made a fool of myself in front of you just now."

"Average?" The corners of Huang Lei's mouth twitched, obviously this guy's knife skills are much better than his own, and he guessed that the culinary skills might be better than his own, if it wasn't for seeing Su Luo say this, his eyes were very pure , with a serious face, he really thought that this guy was mocking himself.

Facing Su Luo's words, Huang Lei could only groan a few times cheekily and prevaricate.

After a while, the last dish was ready, Huang Lei greeted everyone to start serving the meal, and Mr. He, who was already hungry and growling, moved out like a pack of wolves.

I am not active in eating, and my brain has problems.

The dinner was very sumptuous, including noodles with scallion oil that Huang Shujun liked very much, as well as sweet and sour pork tenderloin, roasted cabbage, spicy potato shreds, fried pork with celery, Kung Pao chicken, and drinking extravagant Coke from the program group.

The whole family enjoyed themselves happily. Peng Peng's mouth was full of greasy food, and his younger sister had noodles piled high on the plate, and his small mouth kept moving.

On the contrary, it was Huang Lei, He Jiong, Huang Shujun and other elderly people who were full without eating much. Huang Shujun took the last sip of Coke in the cup, let out a refreshing drink, leaned on the back of the chair, and sighed: "Ouch!" , comfortable, I haven’t eaten so comfortably for a long time.”

Huang Lei rubbed her chubby belly, laughed silly twice, and said, "Look, the three of us are full."

Teacher He looked at the bowl in front of him, compared it with other people in his heart, and complained: "I found that no matter how delicious the food is, I still can't eat too much. I just ate a bowl of rice, and Peng At least Peng and Zifeng have eaten two bowls."

Peng Yuchang, who was devouring it, spoke, and his words were not surprising.

"Mr. He, this is the fourth bowl I've eaten."

Seeing this, Huang Lei said to He Jiong: "You know why I am so short, first of all, I can't keep up with this nutrition."

You know, the problem of height has always been Teacher He's Achilles' heel, and ordinary people can't afford to joke about this stalk.

But obviously Huang Lei was not among them, the two had been friends for decades, but even so, this sentence still made him cough violently.

Fortunately, he didn't spit out the Coke in his mouth. Su Luo, who happened to be sitting next to him, made up the knife: "Maybe it's because I'm getting older, so I eat less."

He Jiong had black lines on his face, and the others laughed immeasurably. He pretended to be very angry, folded his hands, twisted his face, and pouted his mouth, just like the brat at home who was provoked.

"I'm angry, the kind that can't be coaxed well."

Su Luo laughed, he often read some gossip news, and knew that Mr. He was called "He Sansui" by this year's netizens.

Looking at it now, isn't it the expression of a three-year-old brat's anger?
This was a harmless joke, but this joke made Huang Lei a little surprised or surprised by the relationship between Su Luo and He Jiong.

This kind of joke can make him realize that the two of them are by no means as simple as ordinary friends.

But thinking about it, Su Luo, a young and polite boy, had already made it clear, but she never thought of it before.

But from now on, Huang Lei really began to examine and observe Su Luo, a young man.

(End of this chapter)