Gu Qianjing also saw Xiao Shu hiding behind the door. She winked at Xiao Shu and proudly raised her delicate chin. Her perfect jawline formed a beautiful arc.

　　”Watch out, Xiaoshu! I’m about to show you my real skills!”

　　[Is it to show the real frying kitchen skills? 】

　　[Well, the skill of frying the kitchen is really good! ]

　　Gu Qianjing beat the eggs into a large bowl. Her way of beating the eggs was also strange. She first beat in 4 egg yolks, then 2 whole eggs, and finally stirred the egg liquid evenly and put it into a measuring cup with a diversion port.

　　Pour most of the oil into the pan, heat the oil first, then monitor it with an oil thermometer. When the oil temperature drops to about 90 degrees, pick up the egg liquid in the measuring cup and slowly pour it into the pan.

　　The egg liquid is like a very thin silk thread, which is continuously poured into the oil pan and is quickly shaped into egg threads by the high temperature.

　　After the egg liquid is completely set, use a strainer to scoop out the egg shreds and then drain off the oil.

　　She put the egg shreds into a porcelain plate, put on cooking gloves, and tore apart the distinct egg shreds. Finally, the egg on the porcelain plate was very fluffy and looked exactly like meat floss.

　　Xiao Shu was hiding behind the door, with his chewy little mouth wide open. This dish looked very delicious.

　　After the egg floss was ready, Gu Qianjing began to prepare the ingredients for fried rice.

　　She kept taking out ingredients from the refrigerator, including sea cucumbers, scallops, duck gizzards, green beans, ham, shrimps, winter bamboo shoots and more than twenty other ingredients.

　　Heat the pan with cold oil, add the ham and dried scallops to bring out the aroma, then add the vegetables. After the ingredients are stir-fried until fragrant, finally add the egg floss and rice and stir-fry.

　　The rich ingredients themselves have a rich flavor, and the only seasonings are salt and chopped green onions, and a bowl of delicious fried rice is ready.

　　The millions of netizens waiting in the live broadcast room were all stunned.

　　[Who said Gu Qianjing was going to blow up the kitchen? I was clearly here to watch the kitchen being blown up.]

　　[Is this to trick the dog in and abuse it? ]

　　[Gu Qianjing did this on purpose, didn’t she? She said she couldn’t do it, but she secretly practiced and surprised everyone! ]

　　[There are so many ways to make a bowl of egg fried rice, is it just to attract attention? ]

　　[The above, I also thought it was too fancy, but… my grandfather is a Huaiyang cuisine chef, he just officially certified that this is the most traditional way to make Yangzhou fried rice, and… my grandfather and I argued for a long time, he said Gu Qianjing must be a chef at the state banquet level. ]

　　[Ah… this… Grandpa, are you sure you didn’t see it wrong? ]

　　[Please do not question a chef who has been here for over 40 years! ]

　　After making the fried rice, Gu Qianjing used a food processor to make a bowl of rock sugar pumpkin soup.

　　The golden pumpkin soup and the fried rice with distinct grains were served on the table. Xiao Shu was stunned, staring with his big black and white eyes, not knowing what to do.

　　Gu Qianjing carried Xiao Shu to sit on the baby chair and handed him a silicone children’s spoon. “Would you like to try my cooking?”

　　Xiao Shu scooped up a spoonful of crystal clear rice, stuffed it into his mouth with a big “ah”, chewed slowly with his mouth closed, then swallowed the rice, and scooped up another spoonful of rice with shrimps.

　　Xiao Shu is young and can’t really say how delicious it is, but his actual action of eating it all tells everyone that this fried rice is truly amazing!

　　Netizens outside the screen also felt hungry after seeing this and asked around where they could buy a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice.

　　The netizen whose grandfather is a chef replied,

　　[My grandfather said that this egg floss may seem simple, but it is actually very technically demanding to make. Almost no chefs can make it now. If you want to eat it, you can only make it yourself! ]

　　[If I knew how to make it, I wouldn’t be asking in the comments section. I should be on my way to buy the ingredients now! ]

　　[Just to ask the person who just said Gu Qianjing blew up the kitchen, does it hurt to be slapped in the face? ]

　　[The face was slapped with a loud slap! ]

　　After finishing his meal, Xiao Shu burped contentedly, then covered his mouth shyly.

　　Gu Qianjing took out a wet towel to wipe his mouth and teased him deliberately, “Is the fried rice I made delicious?”

　　Xiao Shu’s eyes sparkled, he nodded seriously, and gave Gu Qianjing a thumbs up.

　　Gu Qianjing smiled evilly and continued to induce Xiao Shu, “It’s just Xiao Shu and I at home today. Since I’ve cooked, what should Xiao Shu do?”

　　Xiao Shu tilted his head and thought for a while, then put his hands together and placed them next to his ears, making a gesture as if he was taking a nap.

　　You should take a nap after eating. Is there anything wrong with this logic?

　　”It’s time to wash the dishes!” Gu Qianjing tapped Xiao Shu on the forehead affectionately, “Of course you have to wash the dishes after dinner. I cooked today’s meal, so of course you have to wash the dishes!”

　　Xiao Shu pondered for a few seconds and felt that what Gu Qianjing said made sense. He took the initiative to climb down from the baby chair, but when he walked to the sink, he found that he was not even as tall as the sink.

　　He turned around and looked at Gu Qianjing with his big eyes cutely.

　　Gu Qianjing had no choice but to look for a small stool everywhere, hoping that Xiaoshu could stand on it to wash the dishes.

　　But the house she lived in now was a mansion after all, and it was hard to find something as down-to-earth as a small stool. She searched up and down the stairs for a long time and was exhausted.

　　While Gu Qianjing was looking for a small stool, Xiao Shu tilted his head and looked at a silver-gray machine embedded under the sink.

　　On one corner of the machine, there was an English brand name, followed by the small words “dishwasher”.

　　Xiao Shu used all his strength, using his hands and feet to open the dishwasher. Inside were rows of metallic dish racks. He stood on tiptoes and neatly stacked the dishes into the dishwasher.

　　He closed the machine and pressed the “Start” button, and the humming sound of the dishwasher came from inside.

　　A happy smile appeared on Xiaoshu’s face. He successfully started the dishwasher and completed the task of washing dishes.

Gu Qianjing wandered around the house like a ghost for several times, but couldn’t find the small stool, so she had to go back to the kitchen. But she found Xiao Shu walking out of the kitchen with his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants, looking relaxed.

　　”Xiao Shu, are the dishes washed?”

　　Xiao Shu nodded, floated past Gu Qianjing, and returned to the second floor with light steps. The child with a regular schedule was ready to take a nap.

　　Three seconds later, Gu Qianjing stood in front of the dishwasher with an indescribable expression. When did this weird thing appear in the house?

　　[Gu Qianjing was about to trick Xiaoshu into washing the dishes, but she didn’t know there was a dishwasher at home, hahahahaha! ]

　　[This means that Gu Qianjing doesn’t usually cook and doesn’t even know there is a dishwasher at home. ]

　　[A wealthy lady of Gu Qianjing’s level shouldn’t have to cook. Today, she is just doing this to complete her mission.]

　　[I am impressed by the fact that someone who has never cooked before can whip up a state-banquet-quality Yangzhou fried rice! ]

　　The netizens on the screen were arguing heatedly, and outside the screen, Lin Mingxun was also a little hungry.

　　People tend to get hungry more easily after pregnancy, and I felt even hungrier after seeing Gu Qianjing’s Yangzhou fried rice just now.

　　Lin Mingxun stood up and walked out of the study. She met the housekeeper on the corridor of the garden. She just ordered, “Ask the chef to make me a portion of Yangzhou fried rice and send it over.”

　　Half an hour later, fried rice was delivered to Lin Mingxun. It was a good bowl of Yangzhou fried rice, but it was completely different from the one made by Gu Qianjing. There was no fluffy and tempting egg floss in it.

　　Miss Lin Mingxun got angry and smashed bowls and chopsticks in the restaurant, pointing at the chef and yelling, “Even that idiot Gu Qianjing can make this, and you, a former state banquet chef, are telling me you can’t? Don’t you think this is ridiculous?”

　　The quarrel in the restaurant attracted the Lin family’s mistress, Lin Mingxun’s biological mother, Meng Shuxian.

　　After hearing the whole story, Meng Shuxian frowned. This Gu Qianjing had burned down the kitchen during a family gathering some time ago, so how come she could make fried rice now?