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Xiang Xinglin picked up the cooking guide and looked at it. It said that the first step is to wash the crayfish.

And Xiang Xinglin looked at the crayfish who was waving two pincers, baring its teeth and claws, and fell into silence.

"How do I wash this?"

He tried to pick up a crayfish.

As a result, before the hand touched it, the crayfish waved its pincers and pinched towards him!

Xiang Xinglin couldn't dodge in time, and was caught suddenly!

When he finally opened the crayfish's pincers, he found two small marks on his index finger!

Xiang Xinglin: "..."

"It's absolutely impossible to do that!?"

This crayfish is alive and well, and it can even pinch people. How can I wash it? !

Xiang Xinglin remembered the scene of watching other people cooking, "Isn't it impossible to scald to death with water first, and then wash it?"

So Xiang Xinglin boiled a large pot of water, and then threw all the crayfish into the water.

At the beginning, the crayfish can still crawl like a fish in water in the water.

But when the water got hotter and hotter, the crayfish gradually turned red and stopped struggling.

Seeing that it was almost done, Xiang Xinglin picked them all up.

Then follow the strategy mentioned in the recipe, wipe with a toothbrush, and then soak in salt water.

After more than half an hour, Xiang Xinglin finally cleaned up the crayfish.

Then start working on the ingredients.

"How much chili should I put?"

He directly grabbed a handful of millet peppers and took them out to cut. After cutting, he felt that the peppers looked a bit scarce, so he grabbed another handful.

Halfway through the cut, Xiang Xinglin felt that his eyes were so hot that he was about to cry.

Even if he tilted his head, he still shed tears while cutting.

After all the ingredients were processed, Xiang Xinglin's eyes were already red.

He ignored the soreness in his eyes and officially started the stir fry.

"Well...put down the ingredients first..."

"These peppers don't seem to be enough? Teacher Zhai likes spicy food the most."

"Then play more."

"Cough cough cough... so spicy!"

The smell of pepper wafts from his hotel room.

Two service staff who passed by here were choked to tears after smelling this smell.

"Cough cough cough! Who is frying what dish? Why put so many peppers?!"

"Oh my god, just by smelling this smell, I can already guess how much pepper is put in it! This is definitely abnormally spicy!!"

"My god, why does this smell so much like dark food!"

"He won't burn this kitchen down? Should we knock on the door and ask?"

The two waiters outside were worried about the "life" of the people inside, so they knocked on the door fiercely.

It was not until 3 minutes later that Xiang Xinglin came out from inside.

The smell of chili pepper could even choke two service staff passing by the corridor.

Not to mention Xiang Xinglin himself as the center.

Therefore, Xiang Xinglin covered his mouth and nose with this wet towel, only showing his red eyes.

When he saw the waiter, he sniffed: "What's wrong?"

The waiter was choked by the peppery smell after opening the door, and took a few steps back before saying, "Guest, are you cooking something?"

Xiang Xinglin tilted his head: "Well, is there a problem? Can't do it?"

Waiter: "Of course not, you can do whatever you want!"

After confirming that the kitchen was not bombed, the two waiters left.

the other side……

Zhai Shuchen just left the show.

Before he took a few steps, he saw Lin Cong looking at him with a complicated face.

"Old Zhai, hurry back to the hotel and have a look!"

Zhai Shuchen raised his eyebrows slightly, with a lazy and casual smile on his lips: "What's wrong? What happened in the hotel?"

"Even if something happens, it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Cong still looked at him with inexplicable eyes: "After you know, your expression will not be the same as it is now."

After hearing what his colleagues reported to him, Lin Cong was a little puzzled.

What kind of dishes did Xiang Xinglin cook that could make his colleague who ate spicy food in Sichuan choke too hard to speak?

Zhai Shuchen sensed something was wrong from his expression.

hotel?

Could it be that there is a problem on the side of the stars? !

Thinking of this point, he suddenly lost his composure, and hurried to the hotel after changing his clothes.

hotel……

Xiang Xinglin looked at the glowing red crayfish in front of his eyes with satisfaction, and nodded in satisfaction.

Most of the strong chili and oily smoke smell in the hotel had dissipated by now.

"Not bad, it seems that I am cooking for the first time, and it is still very good."

After praising himself for a while, Xiang Xinglin planned to take a shower first.

After all, the smell of oily smoke on the body is too heavy.

As a result, he heard the doorbell ring before he started to wash.

Well?

Who will come to find me at this time?

Xiang Xinglin went to the door suspiciously and opened it.

The person standing at the door was Zhai Shuchen who was wearing a white T-shirt and loose sweatpants.

Xiang Xinglin blinked, "Teacher Zhai? Are you in the act?"

Zhai Shuchen could already smell the choking peppery smell from outside the door.

He remembered that Xiang Xinglin once asked him what kind of food he likes to eat, and his heart beat suddenly: "Yeah. Xingxing, are you cooking?"

Could it be that Xing Xing is cooking for him?

Even if Xiang Xinglin wanted to keep concealing it, there was no way to hide the smell, so he could only answer truthfully: "Mmm..."

Zhai Shuchen's heart beat faster: "Are you making spicy fried crayfish?"

Xiang Xinglin nodded again, and now he will not continue to hide the matter.

"I'm really making spicy fried crayfish..." Xiang Xinglin scratched his cheek slightly with his index finger: "For the past few days, Teacher Zhai has been taking care of me. If I don't do something, I will feel sorry."

"Teacher Zhai, come in."

Zhai Shuchen walked into the room, and the smell of the chili became stronger.

And the lights in the room were bright, and Zhai Shuchen also noticed that Xiang Xinglin's eyes were circled red, as if he had cried a lot.

"Xing Xing, what happened to your eyes?"

Xiang Xinglin forgot that his hands were hotter for a moment, and rubbed the back of his hands, and now his eyes hurt even more.

Tears flowed down unconsciously.

Zhai Shuchen suddenly took a step forward with distress: "What's wrong?"

Xiang Xinglin sniffed: "It's okay, it's just that my hands are hot."

"Teacher Zhai, sit down first, I'll bring out the crayfish!"

Xiang Xinglin wiped his tears indiscriminately, ran to the kitchen in small steps, filled the crayfish still in the pot into a bowl, and took it out.

I also prepared chopsticks and bowls very carefully.

"Miss Zhai, this is my crayfish, try it!"

Zhai Shuchen looked down at the crayfish on the table, two-thirds of which were peppers.