Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

When he saw the two dishes on the table, his bad thoughts arose again.

I don't know whether it's salt or sugar, put a few tablespoons of the white in the jar directly into the dish, and stir it.

"Wait, He Zhiqiang still cooks, right?"

Xu Damao looked at the sugar bowl and the salt bowl, and switched places directly.

Even if He Zhiqiang has good cooking skills, if the salt and sugar are misplaced, it will be nothing!

He Zhiqiang put the two dishes on the table in the living room, went back to the kitchen, and saw Xu Damao was still here.

"Xu Damao, you're not a cook, what are you doing in the kitchen? Hurry up and get out."

He Zhiqiang frowned, Xu Damao didn't come to the kitchen to steal food, did he?

He walked to the table and felt relieved when he saw that the two dishes were intact.

"If you're not a cook, you can't come to the kitchen? Today, my lord, I don't care about you."

Xu Damao said to him proudly.

Let's see how you are criticized by the leaders later!

Seeing that he was about to turn around and leave, He Zhiqiang bent down, took off his shoes, and threw them on his head.

"boom!"

"Hey!"

Xu Damao covered his head and turned to look at him resentfully.

"He Zhiqiang, you fucking wait for me, see if I don't kill you!"

Xu Damao pointed at him angrily and finished speaking, then quickly ran out the door.

He was afraid, so he ran slowly. He Zhiqiang grabbed him and beat him up, but he couldn't beat him.

"Hahaha I laughed so hard, the host, you throw the shoes too accurately, Xu Damao just deliberately found fault, he is a villain."

"Anchor, your shoe throwing skills are really accurate. If you throw a kitchen knife, Xu Damao will die."

"Isn't this too funny? Xu Damao is such a villain, he just finds fault when he's idle."

"That's right, it's Xu Damao, and his catchphrase is Xiaoye or something."

"......"

He Zhiqiang watched the bullet screens pop up in the live broadcast room, one after another, and now the number of people in the live broadcast room has reached more than 3000.

However, the more people who enter the live broadcast room, the more people may give him gifts.

After cooking for the leaders, I will go to the courtyard. I guess the live broadcast room will explode, right?

After He Zhiqiang took the two dishes on the table and put them on the restaurant table, he started to get busy again.

There are four more dishes that need to be fried more vigorously.

After the three dishes were fried, only the last dish was left, Dongpo elbow.

This dish still needs to be fried with sugar, so there are more processes.

"Hey, what's the matter with this sugar color? Why isn't it this color?"

He Zhiqiang scooped a few spoonfuls of white sugar into the oil pan, and it was all fried, so why hasn't the color changed?

"Anchor, did you put it wrong? Could it be that you put sugar as salt?"

"The anchor can't be a tough guy, right? It must be salt, definitely not sugar, otherwise why can't he even make a bubble?"

"Anchor, try to see if it's salt? I bet if it's not salt, I'll reward you with a big white steamed bun."

"The anchor is a high-level chef at first glance, how could he make such a low-level mistake? If it wasn't for the sugar, I would also reward a big white steamed bun."

"......"

He Zhiqiang turned off the fire, dipped the oil pan with his chopsticks, blew on the chopsticks and put them in his mouth.

"Bah bah bah bah..."

Isn't this just salt? !

"Old irons, this is killing me with salt, which wicked thing replaced salt with sugar?"

He Zhiqiang took a big tea mug and took a sip of boiled water, rinsed his mouth, it was oily and salty, if it was done, dogs wouldn't eat it!

"Look at what I said, right? It's just salt. If that's the case, wouldn't the host's dishes be ruined?"

"I'm willing to bet and give up to the anchor. Anchor, you are too careless, aren't you?"

"No, I remember that the host checked the seasoning when he first came here!"

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. I have been in this live broadcast room for an hour. Did Xu Damao change it?"

All the water friends in the live broadcast room are about to become detectives. All kinds of guesses, the only direction is pointing to Xu Damao.

"Don't discuss it, everyone. I will find out about this matter. I will quickly bring back the rest of the dishes and make it again."

"......"

[Tiantian Luanhua gives away big white steamed buns*1]

He Zhiqiang dipped his fingers in the sugar and salt in the sugar bowl and the salt bowl, tasted it, and found that someone had indeed switched places.

As soon as he thought about it, he knew it was Xu Damao, and it couldn't be the old woman's.

He Zhiqiang walked to the living room in a hurry, and as soon as he entered the living room, he saw that the table was full of people.

He originally wanted to taste the dishes on the table to know if it was Xu Damao's trick.

Because he was sure there were no problems with the first four dishes, and Xu Damao didn't come over at that time.

If the taste of his four dishes is also hard to describe, then it is his own problem.

"Master Xiao He, right? You look good while cooking!"

A middle-aged man in a Chinese tunic suit with a kind face praised him.

"Leader, have you tried these dishes?"

He Zhiqiang asked him tentatively.

If you have tried these dishes, it must be Xu Damao's tricks!

"Not yet, but the color of your dish looks like that."

The big leader finished talking to him kindly, picked up the plate of twice-cooked pork closest to him with his chopsticks, and put a piece of twice-cooked pork into his mouth.

When He Zhiqiang heard his words, his heart rose in his throat, and he felt a little flustered now.

Self-comfort may be an illusion.

But when he saw the big leader's facial expression froze, he knew it was broken.

"Master Xiao He, do we need to put so much sugar in the pot of pork this time?"

The big leader swallowed the twice-cooked pork in his mouth and asked him.

No matter how bad the taste is, this is still food and cannot be wasted.

Other people sitting at the table also saw that there should be something wrong with this plate of twice-cooked pork. They picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork with chopsticks and put it in their mouths.

"It doesn't need too much sugar, leader, can you let me taste it?"

He Zhiqiang thought for a while, this time the pot meat needs to be added with sugar and salt, so it shouldn't be too unpalatable, right?

"He Zhiqiang, how can there be a cook to eat the guests' meals?

Don't hurry to fry the rest of the dishes and bring them over. "

Deputy Factory Manager Li criticized him with a calm face.

He Zhiqiang is too indifferent, he dare not speak casually in front of the leader, how dare He Zhiqiang?

"It's okay, come to Master Xiao He to have a taste."

The big leader quickly waved his hand to stop Deputy Director Li, and said to him with a smile.

He Zhiqiang was not polite, he was anxious to know how this dish tasted?

He took a piece of twice-cooked pork with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

It's a bit sweeter, and it's a little different from Sichuan's authentic twice-cooked pork. It's not something ordinary people can't eat.

He tasted all the dishes on the table again and again, his face became more and more ugly.

The first two dishes he brought were fine, but the third and fourth dishes were faulty.

The fourth plate of fish-flavored shredded pork was so salty that he wanted to throw it up.

"Leaders, I don't think this dish is good enough. I want to redo it for you."

He Zhiqiang said to them with a smile on his face, and wanted to take away this plate of fish-flavored shredded pork.