章 41: Chapter 3 part 1
Zhao Youyou didn't expect Jiang Ying to say such a thing. She glanced at Wen Ruqi, with hints in her eyes, but they were not clear enough.
However, when Wen Ruqi looked at Jiang Ying, Jiang Ying turned around and went to wash the corn.
Wen Ruqi said gently: "Go and rest; I will call you when you are ready."
It's not that he doesn't want Zhao Youyou to be here; the main reason is that there are so many people around here it's unnecessary. Zhao Youyou is here, which means other people will probably be here. He is exhausted now, and he doesn't have the mood to talk.
Zhao Youyou nodded, "Alright then, call me if you need help."
Her compromise made the audience stand on Zhao Youyou's side, even more, saying she is understanding and gentle.
After the others went out, only Jiang Ying and Wen Ruqi were left in the kitchen.
The love observer also began to stare at the screen, holding his breath together with the audience to wait for who will speak first.
Jiang Ying found a large pot, filled it with water, put the cleaned pork ribs in and boiled them with cold water, cooked the blood scum, and then washed them clean.
Wen Ruqi has to cook four dishes before dinner time. He has more work than Jiang Ying. First, he has to wash and prepare the dishes, and he has to arrange the cooking time of each dish reasonably. Which one to cook first, which one to cook next, and then which one saves the most time? After all, it's getting late now, and if you delay everyone's meal time, everyone will be hungry.
Wen Ruqi's cooking skills are not bad, and they were all honed when he was studying abroad in Europe a few years ago. He has a sticky mouth, and sometimes he feels tired of eating outside, so he cooks something at home, but he is too busy with work now, and after taking over the family business, he cooks less.
He also heard Jiang Ying say that he was cooking for the first time, so he would inevitably pay more attention to her so as not to cause any accidents when she was cooking. Seeing Jiang Ying using measuring cups and electronic scales, although Wen Ruqi thought it was a bit exaggerated, but I don't think there is anything wrong with it; after all, it is indeed safer.
Seeing that Jiang Ying still knew to blanch the ribs, he was slightly relieved. It seemed that she had really memorized the recipe.
Every step is done correctly.
Seeing that she didn't speak, although Wen Ruqi felt it was strange, he didn't have the time to think about it. He looked away and began to cook his ingredients with peace of mind.
The four dishes he is going to cook today are bitter gourd scrambled eggs, fragrant dry fried meat, spicy shrimp, and a fish with pickled cabbage.
The handling of the fish is the most troublesome. He has to slice the fish first, which requires superb knife skills.
So when Wen Rushou cut the whole fish into the same size and placed them neatly on the chopping board, the audience was stunned.
Who would have thought that the CEO of a listed company could cook so well?
This knife is almost ready to participate in a cooking competition.
Is this watching a romance variety show or watching Top Chef?
If the other guests were here, they would probably be yelling, but Jiang Ying, who was standing next to him, didn't respond at all.
In particular, when Wen Rushou was cutting the fish, she even glanced over there, but her gaze only paused for two more seconds before moving away as if she didn't care.
This surprised the audience even more than seeing Wen Ruqi sliced fish.
This! Jiang Ying didn't say anything?
Does she really dislike Wen Ruqi?
For any person, seeing that the person he likes is so good at cooking, how could he not praise him? This is the best time to chat.
But Jiang Ying seems to be immersed in cooking, and her engrossed appearance has an inexplicable unique attraction.
[Why do I think Jiang Ying is so charming, I don't even want to look at Wen Ruqi when I look at her. ]
[Jiang Ying regards cooking as an experiment, it looks exactly like my boyfriend's experimenting! ]
[I'm so anxious; I feel that Jiang Ying can really hold on. Does that mean Wen Ruqi will speak first? ]
[I see, it must be because Zhao Youyou likes pickled fish, so Jiang Ying didn't speak! ]
Someone in the audience mentioned it, and the relationship watchers thought about it too.
Tan Yiyi analyzed: "In this way, does it mean that Jiang Ying still cares about Wen Ruqi, but she chooses to remain silent because she feels uncomfortable when she sees the person she likes making food for others seriously?"
Xu Che hooked the corners of his lips but said nothing.
He didn't participate in the heated discussions among the others but just watched the screen quietly.
At this time, Jiang Ying had put the ribs and corn into the pressure cooker and was ready to start stewing.
As scheduled, Wen ruqi spread the sliced fish meat with egg whites and seasoning evenly until the fish fillet was covered with a layer of egg whites.
The two shuttled back and forth in the narrow space of the kitchen, you passed by me, and I bypassed you as if two people were in an area that restricts communication.
Just when everyone thought that neither of these two would speak.
Jiang Ying started to fry the spinach.
She found a clean pot, put it on the stove, and lit the fire. After the pot was preheated, she poured a little oil into the pot, then thought about it, and poured a little more, as if thinking about how much oil should be poured. .
When the oil was hot, she put her hands on the pot to feel the heat. It was obviously a clumsy movement, but she pretended to be very professional.
Looking at Wen Ruqi again, he is much more agile than Jiang Ying. He heats up the oil efficiently, pours in various spices, and bursts of aroma fill the room. The air is instantly filled with the smell of spicy hemp, dried chili, wild pepper, and peppercorns. The flavors are mixed together; it is fragrant and choking.
(T/N: I can't deal with spicy spices in my longs.🤐)
Jiang Ying frowned; this was the second time she looked at Wen Ruqi.
Just in time, I met Wen Ruqi, who turned around to get something.
Jiang Ying seemed blind by the gas and took off her glasses in discomfort.
There were tears in her eyes, and because of this, there was an unspeakable taste in her uncomfortable expression, which always made people feel wronged and disappointed.
The audience thought so, and it was inevitable that Wen Ruqi saw it felt the same.
But Jiang Ying and Wen Ruqi only looked at each other for a few seconds, then lowered their eyes, did not speak, and tightly pursed the corners of their mouths.
She was uncomfortable, but she just didn't speak.
The more it like like this, the more anxious he becomes.
There was a wave of self-blame and concern.
Her eyes were transparent and translucent as if they had been soaked in pure, holy water, washing away impurities and making them as clean as a baby's heart.
Only then did Wen Ruqi realize that what he saw was not an illusion. Jiang Ying's eyes were gorgeous.
The frailty in Jiang Ying's eyes seemed to have penetrated into his heart, piercing the softest part of his heart.
He almost forgot about the hot oil in the pot; if it weren't for the choking spicy smell, the pot would have burned dry.
Wen Ruqi returned to his senses and put the sauerkraut from the chopping board into the pot. The hot pot suddenly made a sound. He glanced at Jiang Ying from the corner of his eye, but she kept her head down.
Unable to see Jiang Ying's eyes, he suddenly felt empty in his heart, and those touching eyes could still vaguely appear in his mind.
While pouring the fish head and bones into the pot and cooking them over high heat, he wondered if Jiang Ying was going to cry just now.
Is it because of grievance or because the chili taste is too choking?
I thought of Jiang Ying's initiative to him before and today's silence.
Wen Ruqi soon had an answer, probably because she was hurt.
Jiang Ying suddenly turned around, bent over, and sneezed.
Wen Ruqi blurted out, as expected, "Are you okay?"
...
There was an explosion in the live broadcast room, and there was a burst of mourning in the observation room.
As expected, Wen Ruqi spoke first!
Seeing that Xu Che had taken away all of her heart-beating crystals, Sheng Xue was heartbroken. How could she lose? It was Wen Ruqi who spoke first. How many times she thought that Jiang Ying would definitely talk, but she just kept silent?
Tan Yiyi said with a smile: "Fortunately, I'm on the side with Xu Che. This time, I don't have the fewest heart-beating crystals."
Mu Xuan, Sheng Xue, and Luo Wen's heart-beating crystals were all lost to Tan Yiyi and Xu Che. Even if the two were divided equally, each of them got seven heart-beating crystals.
Now Xu Che has become a prominent owner of heart-beating crystals.
The program team said that if the observer has more than ten heart-beating crystals, he can exercise different privileges.
But what this privilege is, the program team did not reveal it.
Xu Che didn't care about the heart-beating crystal in front of him but kept looking at the screen.
...
After Wen Ruqi spoke first, Jiang Ying's attitude was also icy; she just shook her head and said, "I'm fine; I just choked."
Wen Ruqi: "Sorry, I turned the range hood to the maximum."
Jiang Ying: "ok."
After speaking, Jiang Ying covered her nose and continued her work.
The fish soup in Wen Ruqi's pot hasn't boiled yet. So he focuses on Jiang Ying now.
As long as the corn-stewed ribs are put into the pot, you only need to wait for some time to open the jar and add some salt and green onions. Jiang Ying is about to start frying the spinach.
Spinach has been mentioned before that it is effortless to rip into pieces and put them in a pot—That's why it's pretty simple to fry.
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