After wearing the book, I became popular in the entertainment industry

Chapter 397 Chapter 397: This matter needs to be arranged secretly

Cheng Jiaan's proposal is indeed good.

Liu Qing agreed: "I think it's ok, let me think about what I can do, or leave the [-]s to me?"

"Okay, then I..." Cheng Jiaan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Then I will cook a boiled shrimp?"

It's embarrassing, but when cooking other dishes, he worries about wasting ingredients.

Both Liu Qingdu and Cheng Jiaan had selected the ingredients, leaving Pei Qina, Shi Jing and Jiang Shuwang, the three kitchen idiots, frowning in embarrassment.

They are not unwilling to do it, but they are afraid that if it is not done well, it will waste food and make everyone starve.

Chu Yao also saw their difficulties, and this was also what she was worried about.

She thoughtfully said: "Choose an ingredient, tell me the name of the dish, and I will help you make it, but the premise is that you have to handle the ingredients yourself."

This is undoubtedly a desperate situation for the three of them.

They nodded in unison: "Okay!"

The guests began to get busy with the dinner, and the barrage of speeches gradually increased.

Many viewers don't like to cook, but they like to watch others cook, especially artists.

Usually they are dressed brightly, looking like they don't eat the fireworks of the world, but now they have to roll up their sleeves to support themselves and wash their hands to make soup.

[I'm going to order takeaway in half an hour, and Chuyao should have just finished dinner when it's delivered]

[+1!I’ve learned to be smart now, and I’ll eat together with the show, or else I’ll be impulsive and order another takeaway when I’m full and watch everyone eat, and I’ve gained four catties in three days]

"I've gained weight too." Gu Yanmei looked at the barrage and expressed the same feeling, "That night, Qi Shan made braised pork for me to eat."

Mr. Bo: "..."

His complexion was a little ugly, because he was so old, and he hadn't eaten the braised pork made by his son.

Damn it, it's another day of envying my daughter-in-law.

Mr. Bo didn't answer, but pointed to Chu Yao on the LCD screen, "Is that girl next to the little girl from the Jiang family the Chu Yao you just mentioned?"

He is quite handsome, and he should be a good match when standing with his family, Anan.

"Yes, that's her." Gu Yanmei nodded again and again, "Dad, what do you think of her?"

Mr. Bo nodded slightly: "That's right, what does Anan mean?"

Gu Yanmei: "..."

Why do you ask this question as if you will arrange to get a marriage certificate at any time?
She said helplessly: "I don't know yet. I didn't tell Anan, but you know his character."

"That's right." Mr. Bo frowned, with a rather serious expression, "This matter needs to be arranged secretly."

Gu Yanmei nodded: "That's what I think."

"Well, I'll observe and observe." Mr. Bo put on the reading glasses that he usually doesn't want to wear, and stared at the LCD screen seriously.

Gu Yanmei was quite surprised. After all, presbyopic glasses were the last stubbornness of Mr. Bo. He has been unwilling to admit that he is already an old man with presbyopia.

"She seems to be very good at cooking!" Mr. Bo looked at Chuyao's way of cutting potatoes, his eyes under the presbyopic glasses were full of admiration, "Not bad, it's rare to have such a skill at this age."

"Yeah, Yaoyao is great!" Chuyao was praised, and Gu Yanmei was very happy as a fan and future mother-in-law.

In the following time, Mr. Bo watched Chu Yao's cooking with relish, couldn't help swallowing, and ordered the housekeeper beside him, "Let the kitchen prepare dinner quickly, I'm going to eat in the living room today."

(End of this chapter)