: One hundred and seventy-two you cook and let me burn (reward +)

: One hundred and seventy-two you cook and let me burn (reward +)

Shen Jiao was in charge of the kitchen, and Han Qixiu was cooking the fire. The two of them cooperated very well. Han Qixiu looked at the busy little **** the stove, with crystal sweat dripping from her nose. .

"Sister Hu, you are my wife, Brother Hai, you lead the way..."

Han Qixiu, who was in a happy mood, couldn't help but hummed a local tune, which was nondescript. Shen Jiao didn't understand a single word, but thought the tune was very cheerful and pleasant.

Qi Huarong, who came back from washing vegetables, could understand it. The bitterness in her heart spread to her whole body, and even the tip of her tongue was bitter.

If she could, she really wanted to turn around and go back. She would rather eat boiled water spinach at home than suffer from such stimulation here!

But no, she can't show weakness in front of Shen Jiao, she has to stay!

The days to come are still long!

After frying the bacon, Shen Jiao prepared to fry the eel slices and poured some oil from the oiler into the pot. She had consciously poured less oil, but Qi Huarong next to him was still shocked: "Sister Shen, why are you cooking so much? How much oil?"

Qi Huarong wasn't pretending this time. She was really surprised. She and her grandfather and brother only had two pounds of oil a month. They could usually buy some camellia seed oil from the villagers, but it wasn't much. They used oil for cooking every day. She calculated and calculated, for fear that if she put in a little more, she would not be able to eat the oil until the end of the month.

Shen Jiao can cook vegetables for two days with the same amount of oil she pours into cooking. Is she putting in oil or water!

Shen Jiao's heart trembled, annoyed that she was being too careless, and she hurriedly smiled: "Isn't it a treat today? Naturally, I need to put more oil, and I don't put so much."

Qi Huarong wanted to say more, but Han Qixiu said impatiently, "I usually put it like this. I'll get it when I run out of oil. With my brother here, what's the point of having some oil!"

Shen Jiao pursed her lips and responded with a smile. After the oil was hot, first stir the chili, garlic and **** in the oil to get the fragrance, and then pour the eel slices in the basket. With the fragrance of spices and the sizzling sound in the pot, everyone was seduced and drooled.

Zhu Siya swallowed her saliva exaggeratedly, her eyes glowing green, stared at the pot without blinking, and said excitedly: "There is so much meat here, I will go to the fields to catch loach and eel after work. , our family eats meat every day."

Shen Jiao encouraged: "Okay, our family's meat from now on will depend entirely on Sister Si Ya."

"Wrap it on me!" Zhu Siya patted her chest to make sure that the meat was sitting in the field. If she couldn't get it back, she would be half-brained.

Of course, the subsequent failed attempts to catch loach made Zhu Siya doubt her IQ countless times.

With the sound of 'zilla' after another, a seductive smell came from the kitchen of the Shen family from time to time. Shen Jiao was also sweating from the heat, and her face was flushed. Han Qixiu was so distressed that she let Shen Jiao rest for a while Do it again.

Next to him, Qi Huarong, who had long wanted to show off, hurriedly said, "Why don't I cook a few dishes for Sister Shen? My craftsmanship is not as good as Sister Shen's!"

Shen Jiao was indeed a little tired, not only because of the heat, but also because of her sore hands. Cooking so many dishes at one time, her small body couldn't bear it. Seeing that Qi Huarong took the initiative to help, she followed the trend: "Miss Qi. I'm joking, I'm making an axe in the class door, and I have to work hard for Miss Qi, I think it must taste very good."

Qi Huarong's mouth is modest, but she is quite contented on the face. She thinks that she has some skills in her hands. Shen Jiao gave her the stove and went outside to breathe. The smell of oil smoke in the kitchen It's going to suffocate her.

When Han Qixiu saw Shen Jiao go out, he hurriedly threw the tongs to catch up. Qi Huarong, who was about to show off his skills in front of Han Qixiu, was stunned for a while, and the hand that poured the oil was frozen in the air.

Not at all, not at all!

The master is gone, who is she showing this to?

Besides, such a hot day!

Zhu Siya, who took the tongs to set the fire, saw the white smoke billowing from the pot, and urged her in displeasedness, "Can you cook vegetables? If you don't pour the oil, the pot will fry!"

Seeing the white smoke billowing in the pot, Qi Huarong hurriedly poured out the oil in the oil pot, but because she was flustered, or maybe it was her subconscious action, the oil in the oil pot was half empty all of a sudden, more than just before. Shen Jiao was about to fall into the sea.

Zhu Siya, who had been staring at Qi Huarong, quit her job, she knew that this woman had no good intentions!

Zhu Siya hurriedly pulled out the firewood from the stove, and quickly filled most of the oil in the pot into a bowl. Seeing that there was only a shallow layer of oil left in the pot, she grinned with satisfaction. .

"You don't use other people's oil as oil, you need so much oil to fry green vegetables. Are you planning to let my family eat boiled vegetables every day after this meal?"

Zhu Siya rudely taught Qi Huarong a lesson, she dared to waste food under her eyes, and she could not be punished!

Although Qi Huarong was a little guilty, but being reprimanded by Zhu Siya like this, she was naturally unhappy, her pretty face was slightly sullen, and she said displeased: "Didn't Sister Shen just say that you need to put more oil when you treat guests, and Brother Han also said oil He'll get it."

Zhu Siya was disdainful in her heart and even more disdain on her face. During this time, she was delicious and delicious. Not only was she stunned, but her face was full of flesh, and she was in high spirits, especially when she had A pair of big watery eyes belonged to the kind of eyes that can speak, and they clearly showed all what she was thinking.

"You can't fry your food yet? Go ahead and fry it. I'll fry it. With so much oil, half your brain can be fried." Zhu Siya said angrily.

Although Qi Huarong didn't understand what half-brain meant, but thinking about it, she knew it wasn't a good thing to say. With only half of her head left, what could be a good thing to say?

After listening for a few deep breaths, he secretly warned himself not to be angry, to endure a knife on the head, no matter how severe the pain is, you still have to endure it!

She Qi Huarong is a good girl who is knowledgeable and polite, gentle and virtuous. Don't get angry with this barbarian, this Zhu Siya is a vicious dog raised by Shen Jiao, she can't touch an egg against a stone!

"Of course it's going to be fired, and I have to trouble Sister Zhu to set the fire!" Qi Huarong showed a generous smile, seeing that Zhu Siya was in trouble.

"Then hurry up, the pot is burning red before you see it!"

Zhu Siya choked angrily and went to the stove to start a fire, but can she be a fire-fighting girl for Qi Huarong obediently?

Of course not!

"Sister Zhu, can the fire be smaller? The vegetables are almost burnt."

"Sister Zhu, can the fire be bigger?"

"Sister Zhu, why don't you burn?" Qi Huarong asked in surprise, looking at Zhu Siya standing in front of her.

"Why do you have so many things to do when you cook a dish? It's hot for a while and then hot for a while, can you cook?" Zhu Siya roared with wide-eyed eyes.

Forgive Zhu Siya's children's shoes, who only know how to cook pancakes and boiled wild vegetable soup. She simply can't understand the big fire in the stir-fry!