RPAGF Chapter 232 Digestion
Chapter 232 Digestion
Unfortunately, Li Jian hasn't met Xiao Youzi yet, so he can only use Fang Xiaoling as a substitute for now.
As Fang Xiaoling approached the film set, a bespectacled man caught up with her and said, "Xiaoling, how about we grab some late-night snacks after work? The big boss wants to have a good chat with you."
Fang Xiaoling smiled and said shyly, "Don't be shameless. I have an early shift tomorrow, and I need to go back and read the script. I'm not going."
Watching Fang Xiaoling leave, the bespectacled guy spat, "Damn it, what are you pretending to be innocent for? I'll strip you naked sooner or later!"
Li Jian stepped forward, pretending not to see the road, and bumped into Fang Xiaoling, who was limping, from behind.
"what!"
Fang Xiaoling was hit hard, which aggravated her already painful knees, causing her to lose her balance and fall forward.
Fang Xiaoling closed her eyes and waited for death, but the expected pain did not come. Instead, she was met with a warm embrace.
"Miss, I'm sorry, did I hurt you?"
When Fang Xiaoling opened her eyes, she saw a handsome face that was so striking it was almost overwhelming.
Even though she was used to seeing handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry, Fang Xiaoling couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Feeling the faint scent of soap emanating from the handsome man, Fang Xiaoling felt completely dizzy.
Fang Xiaoling (Zhou Huimin) then woke up with a start and struggled to say, "It's okay, it's alright."
Li Jian very gentlemanly let go of Fang Xiaoling, unlike some greasy men who cling to beautiful women and refuse to let go.
"Miss, I see you're covered in injuries. Shall I take you to the hospital?"
Li Jian pointed to the white BMW parked on the side of the road and said.
Fang Xiaoling (Zhou Huimin) quickly waved her hand and said, "Really, it's not necessary. My injuries were all caused at work. I can just disinfect them with medicine when I get home. There's no need to bother."
Although she had a good impression of the man in front of her, Fang Xiaoling (Zhou Huimin) was too embarrassed to let a man she had just met give her a ride.
Li Jian didn't press the matter further. He said to Fang Xiaoling, "Miss, my phone is dead. May I borrow your phone to make a call?"
Fang Xiaoling (Zhou Huimin) took a telephone out of her small bag and handed it to Li Jian.
Li Jian dialed his own number.
"Thank you. May I ask your name, Miss?"
Fang Xiaoling asked with some surprise, "You don't know my name?"
Li Jian shook his head and said, "Maybe I just don't like watching the news."
Seeing that Li Jian didn't seem to be lying, Fang Xiaoling frankly told him her name: "My name is Fang Xiaoling. I'm a contracted artist. You can check out my movies when you have time."
Li Jian nodded and said, "Okay."
After saying that, Li Jian turned and left.
"What a strange person." Fang Xiaoling watched Li Jian's departing figure, a hint of curiosity flashing in her eyes.
She's beautiful and has no shortage of suitors.
But the person in front of her didn't seem to care much about her appearance.
. . . . . .
On the other side, in the Victory Garden residential area.
Li Jian arrived at Zhang Haowen's door and knocked.
When the door opened, Zhang Haowen's sharply defined face was revealed.
Zhang Haowen was dressed casually at home today.
She wore a knee-length skirt and a white shirt, and was carrying a large carp in her hand.
"Go watch TV in the living room first. We only need one more fish to finish."
After saying that, he went straight to the kitchen.
Li Jian didn't go to the living room, but followed Zhang Haowen into the kitchen.
The carp's internal organs and scales have been cleaned, and there are still some scattered blood clots in its belly.
Zhang Haowen turned on the tap, rinsed the fish, put the carp in a basin, cleaned the carp's belly, and removed the blood clots inside.
Zhang Haowen wore an apron, and her long, black hair was tied up.
Li Jian washed his hands under the running water, took the large carp from Zhang Haowen, and said, "Alright, I'll take care of it."
Zhang Haowen asked with some suspicion, "You can cook?"
"Who do you think you are? My ancestors were the masters of Chinese cooking!"
Li Jian picked up the large carp and placed it flat on the cutting board.
Followed by.
With a swift stroke, Li Jian separated the fish head from the body without actually cutting it. He then placed the whole fish aside, dissected the body into ridge-like patterns on both sides, and put it into a basin along with the head.
"I'll show you my skills today!"
Light the fire, pour in peanut oil, and when the peanut oil is 60% hot, put the fish into the pot. After the fish is thoroughly soaked, turn the fire back on.
After the oil temperature rises, remove the fish and drain the oil.
Wash the casserole and place it over a flame. Pour in the clear broth and the fried carp.
Add sugar, Shaoxing wine, salt, vinegar, chopped green onions, and ginger juice. Stir the mixture with a spoon while simmering, and continuously bast the fish with the sauce.
Once both sides of the fish are thoroughly seasoned, thicken with wet cornstarch.
Remove the juice over high heat.
Li Jian plated the cooked fish and then covered the large carp with a layer of dragon beard noodles.
"Braised carp with noodles, a recipe from Yanjin."
Li Jian wiped his hands and offered them to Zhang Haowen.
Zhang Haowen glanced at Li Jian and said, "If it's not good, I'm going to yell at you."
Li Jian offered to treat everyone.
Zhang Haowen picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.
soft!
Fragrant!
soft!
slip!
bomb!
The carp meat absorbed the sauce perfectly, resulting in a sweet and juicy texture with absolutely no fishy smell.
Zhang Haowen's eyes crinkled slightly, clearly she was enjoying the meal.
In addition to braised carp noodles, Li Jian also prepared smashed cucumber, preserved egg with green peppers, oyster tofu, thirteen-spice lobster, spicy stir-fried rooster, Sichuan pepper chicken, Beijing-style tripe, pickled fish, shrimp and dumpling soup, and seafood spicy blood curd.
The meal was a pleasant one for both the host and guests.
After dinner, Li Jian was made to sit on the sofa by Zhang Haowen to watch TV.
Zhang Haowen went to wash the dishes, humming softly as she did so.
"Jian, I feel so happy!"
After washing the dishes, Zhang Haowen plopped down next to Li Jian and leaned her body against him.
Li Jian glanced at her and said, "Happiness my foot! This is nothing."
Li Jian's eyes were fixed on the television.
Zhang Haowen rested her head on Li Jian's chest and wrapped her arms around his neck: "What are you looking at? You seem so engrossed?"
Li Jian raised his hand and patted Zhang Haowen on the head, then said, "I was wondering why your TV is always showing static?"
Zhang Haowen cried out in pain and clung to Li Jian's arm like a leech.
Her attention was entirely on Li Jianshen, and she had no idea that her own TV screen was filled with static.
"That's strange, could the line be broken?"
Zhang Haowen noticed the static on the TV screen and was at a loss for what to do.
She was sent by a messenger, not a television repairman.
"Wait a moment, let me call security."
Zhang Haowen let go of Li Jian's arm, picked up the landline phone next to the sofa, and questioned the security guard about why her TV had no signal.
But when I picked up the phone, all I heard was a busy signal.
"This is really weird, why isn't the phone working anymore?"
Zhang Haowen tried several times, but the phone was always busy.
"Damn it, the phone line is down too, I'm going down to find them!"
Zhang Haowen lifted her leg, ready to leave.
Li Jian said, "I'll go with you."
In the 90s, there were no short videos to watch, cell phones could only be used to make calls, and not having a TV was like living in the Stone Age.
"It's a good time to go down and digest."