32: Spicy Crayfish 1

Spicy Crayfish 1

From the other end of the conversation, Qin Wanyan: "..."1

The corners of her mouth twitched on her delicately made up face.

Was this Yan Nai an idiot? She had said so much, hinting for him to deal with Xiang Yi, or maybe at least even start a conflict with her. That way, the netizens would scold her to death.

But all he could muster was to not eat anything she touched. What kind of threat was this?!

At the Xiang family.

Seeing Xiang Yi begin to process the crayfish, Yan Zhenhua was taken aback. "Little girl, you know how to cook, too?"

"Just a bit." Xiang Yi casually responded.

She had prepared the crayfish for Xiang Feng anyway. She had soaked them in clear water in advance with salt and white vinegar.

Xiang Yi had scrubbed out most of the dirt and sand by now, using a special brush to scrub the shell and claws one by one. She then cut off the gills and heads and then removed the thread. Each crayfish had been cleanly processed with no room for error.

Looking at her skillful movements, Yan Zhenhua knew that her cooking was not going to be unpleasant and praised her, "Not bad, little girl; there are too many young kids nowadays who don't know how to cook."

Yan Nai clenched his fist in secret. Although he loved to eat crayfish, he would never eat anything made by Xiang Yi! Not even a bite!

Xiang Yi's actions were meticulous yet nimble, and it didn't take her long to process all the crayfish. She then asked, "Director Yan, Senior Shi, can you guys handle spicy food?"

Yan Zhenhua rubbed his belly and looked toward Xiang Yi with a kind gaze. "Me and Ah Nai both can handle spicy food, but Shi Sui, that child, cannot. At most, he could tolerate mild."

In the whole entertainment industry, he was probably the only one who dared to call Shi Sui a 'child'.

Xiang Yi nodded. "Okay, then I'll make two flavors. One numbing spicy, and one minced garlic. I'll start now. Shall we eat mixed noodles later?"

"Yes yes, that would be great!" Crayfish soup was the soul of the dish, and it could not be more perfect mixed with noodles.

Li Jianyu's meeting with the others had just concluded when he discovered that Xiang Yi had already finished processing the ingredients.

Old Zhang, the cameraman, smacked his lips just now, still reminiscing about the bowl of seafood congee. Seeing that the ingredients had already been properly processed, he couldn't help but whisper, "Director Li, maybe Xiang Yi does know how to cook? It actually looks pretty decent."

Li Jianyu was also befuddled. He didn't hear from anyone that Xiang Yi knew how to cook.

"Click—" The switch on the gas stove was turned on, and a faint blue flame appeared. Xiang Yi calmly heated the oil, then added the onion, ginger, and garlic until it was fragrant. After the oil was heated, she threw in a piece of homemade beef oil hotpot base that emitted a domineering and brutal scent that quickly filled everyone's nasal cavities.

One word: fragrant!

Old Zhang and Li Jianyu looked at the girl with thin limbs with a dumbfounded expression as she flayed and stirred a large wok full of crayfish. She even tossed the wok a few times!

"Everyone, get ready to film! Song, hurry and get the lighting in place! Fei Fei, check the stream equipment! Old Zhang, Jing Ge, Xiao Sen—"

Before he could finish speaking, Lao Zhang and the other three cameramen had skillfully found their positions behind their equipment already!

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