Bring your child to a variety show? Daughter: He is truly my living father!

Chapter 353

At this time, Xiaoxiao was wrapping the shrimp shells with sweet potato flour.

Director Wang couldn't help but say.

"Xiaoxiao, it's almost done. Does the shrimp have such a strong body odor?"

"Puchi~"

"Hahaha..."

The photographers and Teacher Luo around all laughed.

Teacher Luo waved her hand and said, "It's okay, it's okay!"

"Let the children finish it."

"It's quite interesting to eat one shrimp in several ways."

Everyone thought.

If you say she is a teacher, she is good at talking.

Xiaoxiao smiled happily.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry, it will be ready soon. Next are two big dishes."

As he said.

Xiaoxiao threw the shrimp shells wrapped with sweet potato flour into the pot.

"Sizzle~"

"Sizzle~"

With the crackling sound of the hot oil in the pot.

The shrimp shells were fried until they turned crispy golden yellow.

Xiaoxiao took them out of the pot and put them on a plate.

"Teacher Luo, you like chili, right?"

He sprinkled some chili powder on the fried shrimp.

The photographer joked: "Xiaoxiao, you won't take out the shrimp shell again, right?"

Xiaoxiao: "No."

The photographer: "Don't tell me."

"It tastes a bit like a Japanese restaurant."

"But if you take out the shrimp's eyeballs, you can make a plate of caviar."

Everyone knew that the photographer was joking, but Xiaoxiao took it seriously.

"Humph~"

"Uncle, you are wrong."

"Caviar is the roe of sturgeons, not the shrimp's eyeballs."

"You don't even know this..."

Teacher Luo sighed beside him.

Ah~

Children in big cities still know more.

Then, Xiaoxiao made the last dish.

Poured the leftover rice that had not been eaten just now into the oil at the bottom of the pan where the shrimp was fried and fried it.

Then, the shrimps that had just been taken out of the egg custard were cut into pieces and poured into the fried rice.

Seasoning and chopped green onions were added and continued to stir-fry.

After a while, the aroma of rice, shrimps and chopped green onions emanated.

Remove from the pan.

A plate of seafood fried rice was ready.

At this time.

Four dishes and one soup were placed on the stove.

A dish of garlic tiger skin green pepper with shrimp flavor.

A dish of egg custard with shrimp flavor.

A dish of fried shrimp skin.

A dish of shrimp fried rice.

And a bowl of shrimp soup tomato noodles.

Each dish was small and exquisite.

Xiaoxiao pointed at the four dishes and one soup on the table and raised her proud little head.

"Uncle Wang, how is it?"

"Seafood feast, four dishes and one soup, ready!!"

"Give me the money."

Director Wang touched his round head.

"This~ People who are allergic to seafood will not feel allergic after eating this."

"Can you say this is a seafood feast?"

At this time, Xiaoxiao turned to Teacher Luo and said.

"Teacher Luo, hurry up and eat."

"It will be cold in a while. Tell Director Wang if there is any shrimp taste in these dishes."

Then Xiaoxiao was dissatisfied, put her hands on her hips, and yelled at Director Wang.

"Uncle Wang, why are you so shameless when betting with children?"

"There are so many viewers in the live broadcast room watching."

"Which of these dishes are not made of shrimp?"

"All of them participated!!"

"Why is it not a seafood feast?"

Director Wang blinked.

Really speechless.

Looking like he was defeated.

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed even more crazily.

The comments were rolling like crazy:

——"6666, what Xiaoxiao said is correct, just tell me whether the participation rate of this shrimp is 100%?! Xiaoxiao won the bet this time, Director Wang should give Xiaoxiao 288 yuan, keep his word!"

——"Shrimp: You said I cooked a full banquet by myself?"

——"What did Xiaoxiao just say? Selling it to Shanghai people for 288 yuan?? Wrong, this Shanghai person tells you, this is 288 yuan per dish in a high-end Michelin restaurant, and it must be 1888 yuan in total?!!"

——"It's still easier to make money from Shanghai people, I also want to open a store in Shanghai, I can also make a new dish, pick out the shrimp thread, and make a dry-fried pig intestine."

——"Fuck, let's not talk about anything else, my two random words are more meaty than these dishes."

Just when everyone was laughing.

The photographer gave a close-up of Mr. Luo who was eating a seafood feast.

By the way, he asked everyone's questions.

Do these four dishes and one soup really taste like seafood? ?

Teacher Luo also cherishes Xiaoxiao's work.

Almost every dish was almost finished.

After savoring it carefully, he answered.

"Ah?!"

"Seafood taste?"

"Maybe I haven't eaten seafood for too long."

"Don't say it, every dish really tastes like the sea."

Although Director Wang was skeptical.

But Xiaoxiao had already stretched out her hand to him.Give me a hand.

All right!

I'll admit defeat.

A big director like me can't haggle over 288 yuan.

Don't haggle over a kid.

Anyway, he made the bet with Xiaoxiao for the show effect.

Now he looked at the bullet screen that kept rolling in the live broadcast room.

His goal was achieved.

He took out three hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and put them on Xiaoxiao's palm. He said.

"Here~"

"Uncle Wang doesn't have change either, the extra 12 yuan is your service fee."

Xiaoxiao was so happy to see the money that she danced and put it into her backpack.

She said sweetly, "Thank you, Uncle Wang."

"When we get back to Shanghai, I'll make you a seafood feast."

"There's not enough shrimp today."

Uncle Wang laughed.

"Thank you~"

"But it's not necessary!"

"You can make one and sell it to your father. Your father is rich."

Xiaoxiao pouted.

"Ah!"

"My father won't buy my seafood dinner?"

Director Wang and the photographer asked at the same time.

"Why?"

Xiaoxiao: "My father always told me that he is rich but not stupid!"

Director Wang:...

Audience: !!!

"Hahaha..."

After dinner.

After cleaning up.

It's almost dusk, while there is still light.

Xiaoxiao went to the tent to get homework.

I plan to do my holiday homework while I have nothing to do.

Xiao Yang has been lying in the tent for a long time.

Watching Xiaoxiao rummaging through the box.

"Just now I heard Director Wang yelling outside that you are a profiteer?"

Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue and made a face.

"Hmph~"

"How am I a profiteer?"

"Four dishes and one soup are not rich enough?"

Xiao Yang laughed.

"You are a profiteer. A large shrimp cost Director Wang 288 yuan."

"How about you write this down and let your teacher judge it."

"Let's see if you are a profiteer?"

Xiao Xiao thought for a while.

"How to write it?"

Xiao Yang pointed to Xiao Xiao's homework book.

"Aren't you writing a diary as your homework?"

"Just write it."

Xiao Xiao: "What's so good about cooking? It's boring."

Xiao Yang: "Well, I'll teach you how to write."

"I'm sure your teacher will find it interesting."

Xiao Xiao thought for a while. Her father is a writer.

She wanted to see how her father wrote it.

She immediately agreed: "Okay."

"Tell me how to write it?"