Entertainment: Deyun’s young class leader? Sorry, quit

It's almost noon.

In the room, Huang Lei picked up the kitchen utensils to cook.

Others were busy with their own things.

Zhou Xun was still watching from the side, chatting with the child by the way, "Speaking of which, I am quite familiar with Xiao Yueyue. I have even been to his restaurant."

Guo Qilin was standing near the faucet washing things. He just looked up and hadn't said anything yet when Huang Lei, holding the pot, looked at Zhou Xun and immediately took over seriously.

"Yueyue can endure hardships."

Guo Qilin smiled silently. When Teacher Zhou was chatting with him, he immediately added that he was just being squeamish and didn't want to work.

He even compares himself to Brother Yue.

If it were an ordinary person, he would just smile and say nothing, but he is different. It is impossible for a crosstalk performer to keep his words on the page.

Just pick it up.

"Teacher Huang is trying to point something at me."

"..."

Zhou Xun's eyes lit up when he heard what was said, and he understood something. He laughed beside him. This kid was indeed not simple. None of the young people who came over dared to say so. Even Teacher He turned around to take a look.

Good guy, Dalinzi replied directly.

As for the two girls, they were not here but were picking things outside.

Huang Lei had a strange expression on his face. He didn't expect him to say that. He felt like his thoughts were exposed, so he immediately explained, "He, he reacted quickly. I really didn't mean that."

"Oh, my heart, my heart."

If we really want to talk further, Guo Qilin would have said something to retort, but there was no need to. He just came here to make money, so saying this was just a way to smooth things over.

But Huang Lei was a little embarrassed.

While cutting vegetables with a knife, I was thinking, it would be easier if all they had were children now.

You can ignore it.

Teacher He and Zhou Xun were both there, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. After a long while, he managed to utter, "If you insist on understanding it this way, I feel that you can endure more hardships than Xiao Yue."

"According to your ideas."

When Guo Qilin praised him, Huang Lei became even more embarrassed. It was true that crosstalk performers were not simple people. Every sentence he said choked him and he could not find any way to refute it.

But as they continued chatting like this, Teacher He felt very uncomfortable.

After all, no matter if it is a child or anyone else, participating in this program feels like they are praising Huang Lei.

But the way he casually revealed his thoughts made people a little anxious, fearing that the atmosphere would get worse.

Always trying to help ease the atmosphere.

"Da Lin, Xiao Mai and the others have been out for so long, can you go check on them?"

"Okay."

Guo Qilin washed his hands indifferently and planned to go out.

Huang Lei got there first. He couldn't wait any longer. "Forget it. I'll go. I don't know how much I can pick. I've already sorted the vegetables. You can cut the rest. Dalin, you know how to cook, right?"

"know a little."

"Come and fry a few dishes first."

"it is good."

Huang Lei went out of the house to look for some children, and Guo Qilin took over the task of cutting the remaining ingredients, including preparing the side dishes.

Teacher He came over slowly. It didn't matter if I didn't look, I found that his knife skills were very good.

The one or two remaining potatoes were cut even more evenly than those made by Teacher Huang.

This is enough to show that Dalinzi cooks often.

"Do you usually cook for Ziqi?"

“I cook when I have time, and if I don’t, I order takeout.”

"What about the child?"

"Just eat it too."

Teacher He was amused. He didn't know how this young couple raised the child, but it made him even more curious about He He.

"Shall I cook first?" After cutting the potatoes, Guo Qilin put the plates of peppers, mushrooms and meat together.

"The vegetable garden is some distance away. You can cook the vegetables. It won't waste time."

"Ah."

On cooking.

In the past, Guo Qilin didn’t like it. He didn’t want to do it even if he could do it alone.

After having a wife and a daughter.

I cook more and more often.

He even wanted to cook, just to see their smiling faces as they ate and drank well, so that he, as a husband and father, would feel happy and accomplished.

When it comes to cooking, Guo Qilin is busy all the time.

Teacher He saw it and couldn't help but look back at Zhou Xun. The eye contact seemed to show how great he was.

Purely a veteran's state.

But when he started cooking, Guo Qilin did not fry the potatoes directly. He first washed the shredded potatoes in clean water twice, and then soaked them directly for the last time and dripped some white vinegar into them.

After taking care of all these, start stir-frying the mushrooms and meat.

Cook the first dish.

Guo Qilin didn't say a word. He drained the water from the shredded potatoes and put them aside. He heated the pan with cold oil and brought out the aroma of dried chilies and chopped green onions. When they changed color slightly, he put the drained shredded potatoes and green peppers in and stir-fried them.

Add a little white vinegar while frying.

"I watched some videos and saw that some shredded potatoes need to be blanched first, right?" Teacher He asked.

"No need. It depends on your habits. There's no need to go through so much trouble for home cooking."

As he spoke, Guo Qilin added a little light soy sauce to increase the flavor, and when it was finally cooked, he seasoned it with a little bit of salt and sugar.

When it’s almost done and ready to be served, add a handful of minced garlic and serve on a plate.

Just served.

The people outside are back.

Huang Lei came over in a hurry, looked at the two dishes prepared, and said nothing, busying himself with his own business.

He didn't have much to do next. At most he had to cook two or three dishes. As for the soup, there was a stove next to him that was simmering chicken soup.

In a short while, the table was neatly laid out with dishes.

There were quite a few people eating.

Zhao Jinmai, Zhang Zifeng, Zhou Xun, He Laoshi, Peng Yichang and Guo Qilin.

"Let's eat. Don't be polite." Huang Lei spoke, and Teacher He immediately set an example by picking up some food and eating.

Peng Yichang followed closely behind, seeming to be very hungry and couldn't help but pick up his chopsticks.

But why does Guo Qilin feel that shooting a variety show is so weird? It seems that he has to consider Huang Lei's face entirely.

What kind of comfort zone is so comfortable?

Or maybe Teacher He was deliberately praising Teacher Huang Lei.

Just as I was thinking about it, the next second, a voice of praise came out, and Teacher He said: "This fried tofu is delicious, you can try it."

"is it?"

Zhao Jinmai, Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yichang each picked up a piece and put it in their bowl to taste it. It didn’t matter if they didn’t taste it, as it wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t delicious either.

Apart from the tenderness of the tofu, there is basically nothing good to taste. It is extremely tasteless.

even so.

Zhao Jinmai ate the food while agreeing, "Mm, delicious."

"Isn't that right?" said Teacher He.

"Yes."

Guo Qilin was watching with amusement, staring at his "sister". It seemed that his sister had not only grown up a little, but also had a mature mentality, and knew what to say.

Don't spoil other people's fun.

When Zhao Jinmai noticed that his brother was looking at him, he responded with a look, obviously understanding everything.

But the next second, I found that Teacher Zhou Xun was eating silently. He first picked up a few pieces of fried meat with mushrooms and then picked up a lot of spicy and sour potato shreds.

Zhao Jinmai was curious, so he picked up a piece of food with chopsticks. He didn't eat it with rice, but just tasted it.

After tasting it, her pretty face showed a rich sense of joy.

I even tried the fried pork with mushrooms and found it delicious.

It has a rich and fragrant flavor and goes very well with rice.

Logically speaking, the braised tofu goes better with rice, but it is totally inferior to the two dishes in front of it.

Teacher He picked up a few pieces of food with chopsticks like a little girl, and did not eat the braised tofu or the dishes fried by Teacher Huang Lei.

I followed Xiaomai and tried the spicy and sour shredded potatoes.

Unexpectedly, the taste and texture were great.

Looks like a vegetarian dish.

The actual difficulty is the greatest.

It not only tests the knife skills but also the heat of stir-frying. Especially since Dalin does not blanch the meat, it is even more particular.

The result is that it tastes so crispy.

"Peng Peng." Teacher He didn't have time to say anything else. Naturally, he would not forget to share the delicious food with him.

Peng Yichang was eating quietly when he heard someone shouting. He looked at the dishes on Teacher He's table and immediately understood what he meant, so he picked up a piece of food with his chopsticks.

I immediately realized that it was definitely not done by Teacher Huang Lei.

There is a clear difference.

After participating in the program for such a long time, how could you not understand the flavor of Mr. Huang Lei’s dishes?

I suddenly became curious.

"Who did this?"

Teacher He smiled bitterly and said, "That's how you say Peng Peng is naive. Just eat. Why are you asking?"

Huang Lei kindly replied, "Dalin made two dishes today. He helped me a lot."

"elder brother?"

Zhao Jinmai was originally like Peng Yichang, not understanding why shredded potatoes were so delicious and went so well with rice, but he suddenly understood.

They definitely did it.

Come to think of it, she seemed to have never tasted her brother's cooking, but she didn't expect it to be so delicious.

No time to talk.

I'm afraid I'll miss out if I'm too slow.

Because Teacher Zhou Xun and Zifeng had already taken several bites and seemed to be completely uninvolved in their conversation.

"How about trying chicken soup?" Huang Lei said.

"By the way, try the chicken soup."

Teacher He didn't have much hope for Teacher Huang Lei's cooking skills, but chicken soup was different, it was chicken soup after all.

By the way, let the children and Teacher Zhou try it.

The same goes for Guo Qilin.

As a result, Guo Qilin was puzzled after tasting it. He held the porcelain bowl in a daze and seriously suspected that his taste buds had tasted something wrong.

Why is there no taste?

It was completely different from the chicken soup that my master and his wife made for me at home. It was obviously just water. If it didn't contain chicken, how could it be told it was soup?
Immediately curious.

"What's in the soup?"

Teacher He seemed to notice Dalinzi's expression and replied enthusiastically, "Nothing was put in."

"Nothing?"

"Yeah." Huang Lei helped answer, "I just put a few pieces of ginger in it, and it tastes like the original flavor of chicken soup."

"..."

Guo Qilin was speechless. Has his understanding of cooking reached such a high level?
I kind of miss Master’s coriander, soy sauce, and sesame oil.

The chicken soup doesn't contain anything. It would be fine if the chicken was very fresh, but the chicken they used couldn't be fresh, it must be frozen, how could you taste it?

“It’s hard to make money.”

Guo Qilin was deeply moved and wanted to take another bite of his dish, but he unexpectedly discovered that the spicy and sour potato shreds were almost gone.

You know, a full plate is a lot.

As a result, only one third remained.

Even Huang Lei couldn't help but try it and nodded, "Dalin's fried potato shreds are delicious and go well with rice."

"Well, why do I feel that some of the potato shreds are different? They are relatively thicker?" Peng Yichang expressed his curiosity again while holding the bowl of rice.

Teacher He had nothing to say.

It’s relatively thick, and it’s not cut by Teacher Huang Lei.

This made him, Huang Lei and Zhou Xun very embarrassed, but the latter just wanted to have fun.

"Peng Peng, you do a lot of work, so drink more soup to replenish your water." Teacher He changed the subject.

"it is good."

Peng Yichang nodded quickly and agreed, and stopped talking. He seemed to vaguely sense that the atmosphere was not right, and that Teacher Huang Lei's face looked very bad.

Even though there was a smile, it was very forced.

The meal is almost finished.

Guo Qilin wanted to pick up another piece of shredded potatoes with his chopsticks, but his sister reached out and took it away first.

After taking it away, he subconsciously smiled at Brother Dalin.

For them, the only delicious dishes are fried meat with mushrooms and spicy and sour shredded potatoes.

If not them, who else should we eat?

Finally, Peng Yichang looked left and right, and couldn't help but raise his hand to mix the rice with the broth from the fried meat with mushrooms. As for the other things, there was not much left.

It was obvious that Teacher He was eating very hard.

After the meal, a group of young people were washing dishes in the kitchen.

Huang Lei was tidying up other things at home. He was aware of the atmosphere during dinner, but he didn't expect that Guo Qilin would come and almost take his seat away.

The pay is not low, he is a skilled cook and he is quite popular.

Everyone was glad that the other party was just a guest, otherwise who knows what would have happened.

After helping out and taking a break, Guo Qilin had some new ideas of his own.

It is imperative to expand your company and influence.

Come out to show off your power.

Teacher Huang Lei inexplicably has a lot of power, which makes the people in the Mushroom House dare not tell the truth and they support him very much.

His influence is certainly not the fact that he has any works, but that he debuted early and taught many stars, which gives him a sense of being a senior.

The entertainment industry is also a circle of human relationships.

Nature made him what he is.

Of course, Teacher He deserves the most credit.

"Brother, the shredded potatoes you cook are so delicious, I didn't eat much and they were gone." Zhao Jinmai sat over and said.

"No, it's just average. Maybe the other dishes bring it out."

"Are you still cooking tonight?"

"I won't do it anymore." Guo Qilin shook his head. It's too difficult to shoot a reality show. It seems like a desirable life, but in reality, no one knows what it is.

Be lazy if you can.

Hearing that his brother would not cook anymore, Zhao Jinmai became quite depressed. He tried other dishes and they were not very tasty, just average.

Fortunately, I was also a flying guest, so I stayed for two days and left, unlike Zifeng and Xiao Peng, who stayed the whole time.

I heard that in the previous seasons, people could be sent to the hospital.

And take a rest after dinner.

Everyone chatted together, and then did some work to accumulate some reality show material.

Wait until evening.

Guo Qilin didn't intervene again. The consequence of not intervening was that all the dishes were not very tasty.

But Teacher He has gotten used to it and will eat whatever the food is, but he still wants to try more of Dalin's cooking.

There was a plate of shredded potatoes and stir-fried meat with mushrooms, which was eaten by Peng Peng, Xiao Mai, Zi Feng, Zhou Xun and the others. He didn't eat much.

There are some regrets.

It’s not that he hasn’t said anything good, it’s just that Mr. Huang Lei often makes mistakes when cooking.

After dinner, it was a little late and even the program crew hadn’t started filming.

Guo Qilin prepared to take a rest.

I flew here this morning and didn't get much sleep, so I was already sleepy.

The room where he slept was the same as Peng Yichang's.

The two people had never met each other in private, but they had heard of each other.

Especially the latter had heard of how powerful Guo Qilin was.

Music, movies, and TV series are all very popular.

It is estimated that the appearance fee paid by the program team is dozens of times of his.

However, he was not thinking about these things, but only about food, and slowly said, "Dalin, does anyone teach you how to cook?"

"My master used to teach me."

"Teacher Yu?" Peng Yichang looked at Guo Qilin seriously.

"Ah."

"Then I'll learn from him too. I heard his side dishes are very popular."

"No, no, no, you don't need to learn that." Guo Qilin stopped talking quickly while sitting on his bed. He couldn't bring another one in.

A wife alone is enough.

"When I was having lunch, I didn't expect the shredded potatoes to be so delicious. They were better than what Mr. Huang Lei made."

There were no cameras, so Peng Yichang said whatever he wanted.

However, just after he said this, there was a noise at the door. He was so scared that his heart started pounding and his eyes widened.

If it was Mr. Huang Lei who came, I don't know how awkward it would be. (End of this chapter)