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Obviously he was the one who hated others, but Liu Yiyi was suffocated by Matsuda Jinpei's inexplicable reaction, and he didn't know how to express his feelings for a while.

With a clumsy mouth, I can only pretend that I don't care to change the subject: "Be careful, I'm going to pack up my things and prepare to shoot a video."

"Come on." Feeling that the seat was shaking slightly, Matsuda Jinhei encouraged Liu Yiyi who was exuding fighting spirit, got up and squatted down to check, it was a small screw at the bottom that was not tightened.

After repairing it casually and inspecting it around the dining table, Matsuda Jinhei slid down with confidence following the voice of the landlady hanging on the sticky hook just now, and drove back to his new home in the car that he despised so much yesterday, ready to Before Liu Yiyi recorded, he recorded some of his thoughts.

"Matsuda, I'm ready here."

"coming."

The movement produced by the movement of the fill light alarmed Matsuda Jinhei, who was at his desk eager to write. The sunlight fell on his body through the small window. He slowly stretched his stiff body and responded lazily.

While Liu Yi was carefully handling the fresh ribs and explaining to the camera the points that need to be paid attention to when choosing ribs, Matsuda Jinhei also came with small leisurely steps, popped his head from the side, and watched Status fully open landlord.

Contrary to some mainstream views, Matsuda Jinpei maintains a supportive attitude towards career-oriented women. Seeing Liu Yiyi's state which is clearly different from his daily life, he nodded appreciatively, "Not bad, much better than before."

Even in his eyes, the landlady reminded the audience to wash the ribs with salt, her tone was full of confidence, and her smiling eyes looked radiant under the light.

Not knowing that he was praised by Yange Matsuda Jinpei, Liu Yiyi put the cleaned pork ribs into cold water and blanched them with scallions and ginger slices, "If it is fresh pork ribs, you can soak them or I just The method used to remove the blood water, but if you buy frozen products, it is best to use cold water."

While waiting for the water to boil, I suddenly remembered the question I was asked before, and added with a smile: "The front row reminds you to put cold water into the pot. Boiling water will have no effect. Vegetables need boiling water to blanch."

The smell of meat gradually permeated the air. Even though it was a distance away, Matsuda Jinhei couldn't help but take a deep breath, his eyes unconsciously stared at the kitchen, and saw that the landlady was removing the camera from the tripod on the right. Snap on the small tabletop stand opposite the vegetable sink.

Quickly skim off the scum that rolled on the boiling water, Liu Yiyi washed the spareribs again with the warm water prepared in advance and drained them for later use.

After returning with the camera, she took out the iron pan, poured in an appropriate amount of oil and a few pieces of crushed sugar, and heated it over a low heat to melt it into a bright caramel color: "The cut of the ribs is easy to scratch the pan, use non-stick Friends in the pot need to pay attention when they stir fry."

While pouring the drained pork ribs into the pan and quickly stir-frying, she avoided the splashed oil and explained calmly: "This step is called frying the sugar color. It must be done on a low heat. Novice friends would rather not use it or the color should be lighter. , and don’t over-fry it.”

Dexterously dodging the splash of oil and water in mid-air, Matsuda Jinpei stood beside him with his arms folded around his chest.

In his eyes, with Liu Yiyi skillfully tossing the pot, the fragrant ribs were all wrapped in a layer of attractive colors, and they were even more charming under the slightly yellowed warm light.

"For those who are worried that this step will not be handled well, you can also give up frying sugar and using dark soy sauce instead." Turn on the fire, Liu Yiyi poured cooking wine, light soy sauce, a little dark soy sauce, white vinegar along the side of the pot, and fried After the pan is out of gas, add rock sugar ginger slices and a bay leaf, and stir fry together.

Under the action of the heat and the shaking of the spoon, the ingredients in the pot sizzled, and the aroma overflowed, and rushed towards the nostrils of the chef and onlookers domineeringly.

Add the hot water that has not covered the ribs, bring to a boil, throw in the shallots, cover the lid and simmer on medium-low heat for half an hour.

While waiting with the camera turned off, Liu Yiyi wiped the oil splashed from the stove and the wall. When cleaning the rag, he was startled by the blackness that appeared in his peripheral vision, and said in Chinese directly, "My mother!"

Matsuda Jinpei, who didn't know that he was almost being treated as a fluffy little thing, was smoking a cigarette that seemed to never be consumed.

Looking up at the landlady who was panting heavily, Matsuda Jinpei guessed it pretty well even though she didn't understand what the exclamation was, and the compliment that was already on the verge of her mouth changed: "You're so timid."

No one can maintain reason after being frightened and ridiculed, and neither can Liu Yiyi.

After confirming that the moving Heihu was not the animal she guessed, she boldly stretched out her fingers and poked at the curly hair on the head of the protagonist who made her teeth itch with hatred: "It's really not as good as Yigaoda Officer Matsuda."

This is due to Matsuda Jinpei's understatement about the cause of his death before.

Matsuda Zhenping, who was too lazy to dodge, looked at Liu Yiyi who turned his head to go to work, scratched his handsome curly hair, and leaned on the water pipe with one hand in his pocket: "Tsk, you have such a strong desire for revenge."

However, after seeing the camera being turned on, he still wanted to say something, he closed his mouth quietly, stood on tiptoe, quietly raised his head and looked into the pot after the lid was opened, his eyes lit up.

I saw that the soup gradually evaporated and became thicker in the fire, and the pork ribs became more and more oily and rosy, soaked in the soup, shrouded in the faint heat, shining with luster.

Touching his stomach, Matsuda Jinping looked at the attractive small ribs, lying quietly in the center of the plate, decorated with white sesame seeds and shallots to make them more delicious, and people couldn't help but whet their appetite.

The unique fragrance rushed towards him one after another, hooking him and making his throat roll.

Just after Matsuda Jinping sat on the shelf and was lifted by Liu Yiyi to the dining table in a hitchhiking car, before he could stand still, he saw the landlady bring out another copy from behind and put it on his exclusive small dining table , with a smile on his face, "Do you want to try it? By the way, give me feedback."

Looking at the trembling shallots on the ribs exuding heat, Matsuda Zhenping couldn't help but say, "Thank you."

After all, cannibals have soft mouths but short hands, which is also beneficial to Matsuda Jinping.

After blowing on the ribs, which were obviously shorter than what was shown in the camera, but still much larger than the face, Matsuda Jinhei carefully moved over, grabbed the meat from one side, and easily tore off a bite.

A sour and sweet taste emanated from the mouth, and the deliciousness of the meat and the sweet and sour soup lingered between the lips and teeth, making it easy for him, who does not like sweets, to like this unique taste.

Not caring to say more, he buried his head in cooking, and gave Liu Yiyi a thumbs up, totally unable to see the tugging look before.

The truest reflection of diners is the best response to the chef.

After receiving Matsuda Zhenping's silent feedback, Liu Yiyi finally felt relieved, and the smile on his face became more calm.

After a busy day, only delicious food can relax her tense nerves.

With Fanyou, the sweet and sour pork ribs, which were already delicious, moved her even more.

After the two people who accidentally ate too much finished the battle, they leaned on their respective seats and let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

"Your skills are really good." After whispering, Matsuda Zhenping was not in a hurry to mention the matter of video editing.

After all, there are skills in such things as reminders. For a character like a landlady, a degree of relaxation is more effective than high-pressure coercion.

"Food is what the people depend on after all, not to mention that I rely on it for food." Liu Yiyi, who was recognized, smiled uncontrollably across his entire face.

Rubbing his cheeks, he threw all the dinner plates into the sink, entrusted the mopping robot with the task of mopping the floor, and returned to the dining table with two cups of tea.

Finding that Matsuda Jinhei was looking at the photo of his parents, he poured the part of the fairness cup into his mini water glass, which was about the size of a drink lid, "That's my parents, and they're also police officers."

This point aroused Matsuda Jinpei's interest, but he didn't ask too much, just keep some things in mind.

"By the way, Matsuda, what are you doing in the morning?" Sipping tea, feeling the warm tea, slowly warming her body along the esophagus, Liu Yiyi enjoyed this feeling.

The casual question hit Matsuda Jinpei.

His small body jumped up from the chair, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, rubbed his nose with his right hand handsomely, and said excitedly, "Do you want to take a look?"

Following the Mazda, Liu Yiyi came to the front of the three-story villa.

I saw that more than half of the villas were installed only yesterday, but now they have completely changed their appearance.

The bright colors on the walls outside the house were almost polished by Matsuda Jinpei, revealing the original color of the wood, only a few unfinished places where the original color can be vaguely seen.

Through the windows hung with soft white gauze, there are fluffy sofas in the hall on the first floor, and some scattered small objects on the coffee table in front. Liu Yiyi can only roughly distinguish one or two of them. A small portion of the materials I bought myself yesterday.

The soft lighting makes the whole villa look very transparent, and the windows on the second and third floors are also open.

There are five rooms in total, but only the one on the far left is full. In addition to the big bed and other furniture that comes with it, there are also a lot of messy things. It looks like Matsuda Jinpei's room.

The furniture in the two adjacent rooms was also neatly arranged, but compared to Matsuda Jinpei's room, it was obviously less popular.

only……

After Matsuda Jinpei parked the car firmly in the garage under the eaves, Liu Yiyi asked hesitantly, "Matsuda, is it really okay for you to leave Hagiwara-kun and Zhufu-kun like this?"

"It's okay, just let them lie down, there is no need to use honorifics." Matsuda Zhenhei looked at her fingers, waved his hand indifferently and answered her, and then his face changed, and he introduced her to her proudly. The room after his major renovation.

"After I remodeled the elevator that came with it, it has a larger space, so it is much more convenient to transport things, and here..."

emmm In fact, Hagiwara-kun and Zhufu-kun are not friends of Matsuda, but enemies with him, right?

Taking another look at Kenji Hagiwara and Jingguang Zhu Fu lying peacefully on the bed with their hands folded in front of their chests, this thought came to Liu Yiyi's mind and lingered for a long time.

"Liu, this way." Matsuda Zhenping stepped on the platform on the second floor and waved at Liu Yiyi.

After lighting the candles in his heart and mourning for the two, Liu Yiyi walked towards him, looking in surprise at the platform which was simple but still shocked her.

"Matsuda, you are too powerful!"