The genius villain's mother is going crazy in the kid's variety show by relying on food

Chapter 93 Hateful and redundant Xie Anan

The business hours at noon are until 1:.

By the time we were done, everyone was exhausted.

Running a restaurant is much harder than they imagined.

Among them, the southern branches are the most tired.

Xie Yu's cooking skills did not meet her requirements, so she did everything herself, from cutting vegetables to cooking.

If her body had not been treated with top-grade medicinal food over the past week, she would have fainted from exhaustion by now.

Xie Yu: "The stewed dishes to be sold in the evening have been cooked. They will be more flavorful if they are soaked in the evening."

This is the method of selling braised food that they decided upon after consultation:

After all, it is not a specialized braised food deli. To put it bluntly, braised food is their signature dish for opening the store.

Only cook two pots of braised food every day; cooking too much will affect the taste.

The food was sold at the door for the first three days. After three days, the store had enough regular customers and there was no need to set up the stall anymore. Instead, the braised food was added as a dish to the store’s menu.

At present, the braised food business is basically under the charge of Xie Yu.

The brine is prepared by Nanzhi and the condition will be confirmed before each cooking.

Nanzhi had already told Xie Yu some tricks about the heat, cooking time and so on.

So far, he seems to be doing pretty well.

Nanzhi glanced into the large earthenware pot of braised meat and nodded with satisfaction:

"Well, keep it like this."

Xie Yu raised his chin and smiled barely perceptible.

There is a strange sense of satisfaction.

In the barrage of the live broadcast room, another group of screaming chickens shouting "I hit it" whizzed by.

Nanzhi had his back to Xie Yu and didn't notice his expression.

"Then let's have a simple lunch?"

From the time they ate the leftovers of the braised dishes in the morning until now, no one had time to drink even a sip of water.

Nanzhi was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back.

She looked at the remaining scraps of food on the chopping board and decided to use them to make lunch as quickly as possible.

As a result, Xie Yu stopped him and said:

"No, leave the lunch to me."

Nanzhi paused in surprise.

Xie Yu made a lukewarm joke:
"Do we look that brazen?"

"…What do you mean by shameless?"

Fu Chao, who walked in with a pile of dirty dishes, heard this and added a sentence.

Fu Chao and Qi Pei'er have a wide range of responsibilities in the store, including taking orders, serving dishes, calculating bills, cleaning...

In short, it is all the chores outside the kitchen!
In less than half a day, Fu Chao's mild obsession with cleanliness was almost cured, and he could go in and out with greasy and dirty plates used by others without batting an eyelid.

Even his close fans expressed their admiration for Fu Chao's great progress in the live broadcast room. In just one month, he went from an idiot in life to a working expert. It's incredible.

At this time, Fu Chao only heard the second half of Xie Yu's words and was still a little confused.

Until Xie Yu explained his thoughts.

Fu Chao swallowed his saliva, it was impossible for him to say that he had no regrets.

But his regret only lasted for a few seconds before it was overwhelmed by his heartache for Nanzhi.

"That's right! You should have a good rest! Just leave the small matter of cooking to us!"

Nanzhi looked at them quietly for a while.

Suddenly he smiled.

"it is good."

She nodded in agreement.

Then, at the urging of Xie Yu and Fu Chao, she took off her apron and sat on a chair in the corner of the kitchen to rest.

Xie Yu took over her position, and Fu Chao was responsible for assisting Xie Yu.

Nanzhi watched for a while and found the flustered Fu Chao particularly interesting.

Suddenly, she saw Xie Anan walk in with a glass of water.

Nanzhi thought Xie Anan was here to see her father.

As a result, Xie Anan ran straight towards her:

"Aunt Zhizhi, this is for you."

Xie Anan carefully held the cup in front of Nanzhi.

Nanzhi was surprised:
"For me?" Xie Anan nodded and said as a matter of course:

"Because Aunt Zhizhi is the most tired."

Nanzhi was somewhat touched, but couldn't help but said teasingly:
"What about your dad?"

Xie Anan tilted her head and thought for a while:

"Dad is in good health."

Nanzhi chuckled.

Then I heard Xie Anan say:
“…But Aunt Zhizhi is not in good health. I saw you rubbing your legs.”

Nanzhi was really surprised this time.

Xie Anan's observation ability was more acute and delicate than she thought, and she could detect even the actions she had deliberately concealed.

Should I say she deserves to be a heroine?
You have to have some unique shining points to be worthy of the title of heroine.

Nanzhi felt mixed emotions and finally took the glass of water.

"Thank you An An."

Xie Anan squinted her eyes and smiled happily, and took the initiative to rub Nanzhi's legs.

Nanzhi couldn't refuse, so she went with her.

How much strength can a little kid like Xie Anan have in his hands?
But she pressed it very seriously, and explained to Nanzhi seriously that this was the place she saw her father press, called acupoint.

Nanzhi was amused to death when she saw all the acupuncture points were pressed in the wrong positions.

Xie Yu, who was busy cooking, turned around and saw his little cotton-padded jacket warming someone else without even looking at him.

Just... mixed feelings.

Soon, lunch cooked by Xie Yu himself was ready.

The aroma is nice. Although not as amazing as Nanzhi’s craftsmanship, it is definitely delicious among home-cooked dishes.

Everyone was very hungry, so they started eating without saying a few words.

Nanzhi looked at Nanyi, whose cheeks were flushed, and without even bothering to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he held the bowl and began to wolf down the food.

She took out a tissue to wipe his sweat:
"Go help with the cleaning?"

Nan Yi nodded vigorously.

Nanzhi smiled, raised her hand to touch his head, and praised:

"Well, you're so good."

Nan Yi raised his hands to hold his head in embarrassment and whispered:

“Stinky.”

He had just sniffed it secretly.

It really stinks!

He stared at Nanzhi's hands nervously, afraid of dirtying her hands.

Nanzhi actually doesn't care.

Unable to bear Nan Yi's constant staring, she had no choice but to withdraw her hand:
"Okay, Mommy won't touch it. I'll go up and wash my hair later, okay?"

Nan Yi thought this was a good idea.

He took a few big mouthfuls of food and gradually began to slow down.

Then he whispered to Nanzhi's ear:

"Mom, Uncle Xie's cooking isn't as delicious as yours."

Nanzhi picked up a piece of meat for him and put it in the bowl:
"Mom will make it for you some other day."

"it is good."

Nan Yi is actually not that picky.

But he just likes to eat the food his mother cooks.

Even if his mother handed him a cookie, it would taste better than the one he took out of the box himself!
He is young and has limited ability to express himself, so he can't explain why.

He only knew that he loved his mother very much and didn't want to share her with others.

While eating, Nan Yi quietly raised his eyes from the bowl.

The dark gaze just happened to fall on Xie Anan who was across the table——

Xie Anan smiled sweetly and well-behavedly, showing her innocence and knowledge of nothing about the world.

No one would dislike such a sweet little guy.

…Except for Southern Italy.

He looked at that face and felt it was blinding.

Xie Anan is so annoying and unnecessary.

he thinks.