Marrying Zhao Xiaogu, you can’t imagine how happy daddy is

Set aside the prepared ingredients to marinate for fifteen minutes, then wrap the ingredients in the regular plantain leaves that have been cut long ago and tie them with string.

"Su Ye, I see the way you just wrapped the chicken tendons...... Something strange?" asked Huang Lei as he gestured.

Not only is the technique strange, but even the banana leaves cut by Su Ye are not regular shapes, but a narrow and long rectangle, and two relatively large squares.

And Su Ye first wrapped the chicken feet tendons with that rectangle, and then wrapped a layer with square leaves, and finally wrapped a total of three layers inside and out, so that the bundle was strong.

Su Ye explained: "There are two purposes for doing this, one is to prevent the ingredients inside from spilling, and the other is to make this chicken tendon, in fact, the best way is not to use a rack, but to throw it directly into the fire." Wrapped in three layers, it is not easy to burn a little. "

As he spoke, Su Ye directly threw aside the shelves with his bare hands, and then casually threw the bun wrapped in banana leaves into it.

He Jiong and Huang Lei were all taken aback, but looking at Su Ye, who was unharmed in the flames, they also understood that what he had just said was the truth.

"If you use a rack, it may not be even and it won't be as flavorful. "

Taking off his apron very calmly, Su Ye arched his hand at the stove and said, "Teacher Huang, I'll leave the rest to you." "

At this time, the photo team also came back, and saw Su Ye standing in the kitchen, and the children all ran over.

"Dad, Dad, where's the popsicle? Is the popsicle ready?" As soon as he saw Su Ye, the greedy little four asked the question he was most concerned about.

A cold sweat broke out on Su Ye's forehead, fortunately I remembered to make popsicles just now, otherwise the children would be sad?

"Don't worry, the popsicles are in the fridge. But I can't eat it today, and I get a stomachache when I eat popsicles at night. "

"Hmm......" Xiao Si puffed out his little face and said a little unwillingly: "I'll just eat one!

"No, no. Su Ye smiled, bent down and touched Xiao Si's head, looked into her eyes and said, "And the popsicle is not good yet, you have to ice for a night." "

Saying this, Xiao Si suddenly deflated, and his face was unhappy.

"Don't worry, wait a minute, let Uncle Huang cook you a lot of delicious food!".

After appeasing Xiao Si, Su Ye walked to the courtyard with her in her arms, took the watermelon juice squeezed by He Jiong and began to drink it.

And Huang Lei was busy working on the stove, and praised at the same time: "You didn't see it just now, watching Su Ye cook is really a pleasure!".

Su Ye hurriedly said modestly: "Teacher Huang, don't say that. "

"What can't be said?" Huang Lei subconsciously began to blow: "You are handsome, your cooking skills are good, and you know that knife work, at a glance, you will never be able to do so well without a few years of hard work." Brush brush, just a few clicks. And I guess the audience is probably more serious than I do!"

"Of course. He Jiong took over the conversation and said: "You also said that Su Ye is good-looking, and the audience must like Su Ye more than you as a greasy uncle!"

"Don't say that. Su Ye also boasted to each other: "When Mr. Huang was young, it was tender little fresh meat. If Mr. Huang were twenty or thirty years younger, what kind of little fresh meat in the entertainment industry now, Mr. Huang would be able to overturn them all!".

"I love to hear that. Huang Lei also cheekily agreed with Su Ye's praise: "I think back then, when I was young, I was really a handsome guy." When I saw you, I thought of my former self, well, similar to you. "

"Teacher Huang is not bad now, he is more mature, and there are many women who like Mr. Huang's uncle type. "

Su Ye continued to blow, but He Jiong couldn't stand it: "Hey, Su Ye, don't blow it." Everyone knows that Mr. Huang is not as good-looking as you, and if you blow it like this, he can't go to heaven?"

An old friend of more than 20 years directly popped the hot air balloon that made Huang Lei fly into the sky, causing him to fall to the ground, and also making everyone in the mushroom house laugh.

Zhou Xun even teased: "Brother Lei, I've known you for so many years, and it's really the first time I've seen you deflated." "

"Lao He, Lao He, you are not righteous!" Huang Lei "complained" while flipping the spoon: "Our decades-long friendship is over today." "

"Don't, Lao Huang. He Jiong hurriedly tried to redeem himself: "Just like Su Ye said just now, even if you are not as handsome as Su Ye, but a middle-aged uncle also has the charm of a middle-aged uncle, right?"

"Well, tell me what kind of charm I have?" Pouring the dishes into the bowl, Huang Lei looked up at He Jiong while washing the pot.

He wants to see how He Jiong plans to come back today.

"For example......" He Jiong's eyes rolled twice, and he smiled even more happily: "For example, your fat belly, you can know that it is the standard of the chef at a glance!".