No one can disturb my retirement life in the Red Mansion

"..." Bai Feifei was stunned for a moment, but immediately came to her senses, "Teacher Mo!"

"Not welcome?" Mo Qin tilted his head. He had a lot of bags in his hands. He handed over the bags with some effort. "Spicy duck neck, do you like it?"

"Thank you. I have cooked porridge and this can be used as a side dish for the porridge. You are really good at shopping." Bai Feifei hurriedly took it and stepped aside to let him in.

After a while, she finally figured it out. This was a talk show between seniors and juniors. Mo Qin was definitely a senior to her, and an accomplished senior. Not everyone could win the Grand Slam TV King award at the age of 30. But now, he was the center of the topic. If they could invite him, their ratings would be guaranteed.

"I heard that when I come to visit you, I have to help with the cooking, and then we can chat while cooking." Mo Qin came in to take a look at the environment, "It's pretty good here."

"Come in." Bai Feifei quickly moved aside to open the door. "Well, this place is very small. The kitchen is over there. It's also very simple!"

"Well, you waited for others to come just to cook for you?" Mo Qin was speechless.

"I cooked porridge, three-jujube porridge, which can be sweet or salty. They all said it was delicious." Bai Feifei wanted to jump up and down, but immediately turned around and said, "Teacher Mo, so you heard about it and brought the duck neck?"

"Who are you looking down on? Take a look at what's in your refrigerator?" When guests come to be guests, it is actually a random interview program, but the atmosphere will be different.

He opened the refrigerator and found that there were still a lot of food in it. However, Mo Qin took a look and then looked back at Bai Feifei. This was not like her style. Of course, he had never been to Bai Feifei's house. Her brothers lived upstairs and downstairs. It would be strange if she dared to bring a man back.

Of course, Bai Feifei had never been to his house. People like them always had someone watching them at home. However, from the limited contact, he could feel that she was really spoiled and didn't know anything.

"I can't do anything the director prepared, so you pick the ones you can do." Bai Feifei said hurriedly, and took a step back seriously. She really didn't know if he could do it. Anyway, she definitely couldn't do it, so she opened the refrigerator just to take out the fruit. She didn't even open the frozen side. Moreover, she only took what she wanted and closed the door. She didn't even bother to know what was in the refrigerator.

"How do you know I can do it?" Mo Qin rolled his eyes at her, took a box of pork belly, looked at the date on the box carefully, put it aside, and took a few eggs and two tomatoes, washed them, and put one in the freezer.

He opened the things he brought, he brought some ingredients, mainly various seasonings, which were placed on the table one by one, and the ingredients were put in the refrigerator. The main point was that I tried my best to use what the program team provided and not cheat.

"Why?" Bai Feifei pointed at the frozen tomato. Can you eat a frozen tomato?
"Freeze it until it's stiff, and it will become soup once you stir-fry it." Mo Qin said lightly.

"Are you sure? You're not fooling me because I'm illiterate?" Bai Feifei felt like he was fooling her. After saying that, she turned around to look at the cameraman, who was carrying a camera and shook his head honestly. This would be animated later.

"When it comes to self-deprecation, you are second to none." Mo Qin glanced at her and went to deal with the pork belly. The pork belly was bought from the supermarket, a long strip of three-layer pork belly. Mo Qin washed it and put the whole strip into pure water.

"Do you want to prepare the ingredients? I can peel garlic." Bai Feifei had never seen him cook. Even though they had been together for five years, they didn't know each other at all. "Go peel some ginger. Do you have rock sugar?" He didn't even raise his head, but he had some among the seasonings he brought. He put them in order and handed her a large piece of ginger. He took a small bowl and put a large piece of rock sugar in it.

"My foster mother drinks Coke." Bai Feifei quickly took the Coke she endorsed, which also sponsored the program. Although it was impossible to say so many advertising slogans, she took it out and shook it to show her attitude.

"Ah!" Mo Qin sighed again, took out the meat, and used kitchen paper to absorb the moisture and grease on the meat. Then he cut it into mahjong cubes. The meat in the restaurant will be cut into squares, but the meat at home will be made into mahjong cubes. One bite size.

"Teacher Mo looks really good. Do you want to boil water?" She saw Ou Mengmeng make cola chicken wings, and said that braised pork can be made this way.

Less than two years after she came to the Ou family, Grandpa and Grandma died unexpectedly, and her two brothers went to college. So, in fact, Bai Feifei was the only one who was raised by Ou Mengmeng. Cooking for the two of them was like doing an experiment. Of course, Bai Feifei was like now since she was a child, hiding in the back with a look of horror. But it was also fun, she was used to it anyway, someone was doing it in front, and she was watching from behind.

"No, the meat in your refrigerator is good. For this kind of good pork, soak it in cold water and then use kitchen paper to absorb the blood. Fry it in oil instead of blanching it. This will destroy the fat substances and it won't be too greasy to eat." Mo Qin said as he cooked.

He took a non-stick pan, put the meat on it without adding oil, and fried it slowly over low heat. It was obvious that he was very skilled at it. He really didn't learn it just for the show.

"Do you want to slice the ginger?" After she peeled the ginger, she looked at Mo Qin who was concentrating on frying the meat.

"Can you cut it into large pieces?" Mo Qin asked after thinking about it.

"There's no such thing as cutting along the grain or against the grain, right?" Bai Feifei took the knife and looked at the piece of ginger, feeling very hesitant.

Mo Qin sighed again, turned around, and quickly cut a piece of ginger into large slices. He took three or five slices and threw them into the frying pan that was already starting to produce oil. He did it very skillfully, with the style of a typical chef.

"Mr. Mo, when did you learn this?" Bai Feifei couldn't help but ask. Although they had been on vacation together for the past five years, it was not time for them to share their privacy, so she really didn't know that Mo Qin could cook. It looked a little scary.

This month, the first eleven veteran actors all claimed to be able to cook. Really, they were just that. Some even set up the image of a housewife. The result is hard to describe. As for Mo Qin, he really played a nobleman or a high-end man in the drama. Cooking, which is an artistic job, has nothing to do with him. Now, he is cooking braised pork in a variety show. Is he human?

"I only take one play a year, so I learn something when I'm free." He said as he fried the meat. Slowly, the fat in the meat was fried out little by little, and the cubes of meat slowly took shape. It looked pretty good!

"Why don't you take on more dramas? How disappointed the fans will be!" Just to clarify, this guy has only filmed one drama every year in the past five years, and some haters say that he spends all his time on business. She actually knew that after they got together, he gradually filmed less. She had never asked before, she didn't dare to ask, now she asked on behalf of the audience. (End of this chapter)