Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack

Chapter 50

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Headache!

The first thing Tang Qiaoqiao felt after waking up was the buzzing sound on both sides of his temples.

I didn't expect this body to drink so badly, a few cocktails were thrown down.

She vaguely remembered that Shen Youyou came to pick her up, and then she got into the car, and then it broke.

Tang Qiaoqiao knocked on his head and walked to the restaurant, where Shen Yue was sitting at the table, drinking coffee gracefully.

She sat down on the chair next to him and asked with a frown, "I seemed to be drunk last night, did you say something?"

Shen Yue glanced at her: "What do you think you will say?"

Tang Qiaoqiao rubbed her neck: "Don't say anything nonsense, my wine should not be too bad."

Shen Yue: "Are you sure?"

Tang Qiaoqiao said uncomfortably, "Of course, I don't know my own wine."

Shen Yue put down the coffee cup, picked up the phone, moved his fingers, and stretched out the screen in front of Tang Qiaoqiao.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at her and saw her face on the screen.

Shen Yue was playing a video in which Tang Qiaoqiao looked drunk: "I'm a goblin and can't speak."

"Are you going to do a research anatomy?"

"I'm an actress, I'm the best actress!"

"I have value, I want to cook."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at herself in the video talking nonsense all the way, humming, dancing, and she was overjoyed. Immediately, her face turned petrified, and she wanted to find a hole to burrow into.

Buy Karma!

She was so stupid when she was drunk.

Tang Qiaoqiao immediately reached out and wanted to grab the phone, but Shen Yue was prepared and quickly retracted her hand.

She angrily said: "What do you want to record, delete it!"

Shen Yue looked at Tang Qiaoqiao's ashamed and annoyed expression, and smiled: "How could I delete such an interesting video? To tell you the truth, I also backed it up. It's useless if you grab your phone."

"You!" Tang Qiaoqiao looked at him incredulously, "You have ulterior motives, take advantage of others' danger, and have ulterior motives."

Shen Yue raised her eyebrows: "It's not too late to find out."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "It's useless if you keep it."

"Who said it's useless, it's good to turn it out for entertainment occasionally," Shen Yue said, "I found that you can try to go the comedy route, and it must be better than now."

Tang Qiaoqiao said pitifully when he saw that he refused to eat it, "Young Master Shen, please delete it."

The existence of this black history is simply unbearable.

"Don't worry, this video will never be seen by anyone other than you and me."

Then don't worry, Shen Yue, this guy with black water, who knows what he's thinking. If it is spread out, her fame will be ruined, which is even more terrifying than being called a Vajra Girl.

"How on earth do you want to delete the video?"

Shen Yue seemed to be waiting for her words: "You can delete it if you want. You have to promise me a condition."

Tang Qiaoqiao said without hesitation, "You say it."

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I think about it." Shen Yue said slowly.

Tang Qiaoqiao was very resentful: "Have you read too many martial arts novels, and you still come here."

"Don't care what I read, in short, you owe me something now."

Tang Qiaoqiao knocked on his forehead hard, drinking and making a mistake, the ancients honestly did not deceive me.

Men are big hooves, it is the truth!

Tang Qiaoqiao flew back to the crew with full of resentment for Shen Da's pig's hoof. This time, the crew transitioned to the famous Dahengguo for framing, which made it even more lively, with the crew all around.

Tang Qiaoqiao found out that Mao Li was also filming in Dahengguo and was not far from her crew.

She wanted to visit a class, so she took advantage of the fact that the next play was earlier, and walked to Mao Li's crew with Fang Yuan.

When approaching the periphery of the crew, I have seen a lot of staff busy.

Tang Qiaoqiao said: "Fangyuan, you go over and have a look first, to see if Sister Li is filming now. If it is filming, let's not bother."

Fang Yuan nodded and walked towards the crew.

Tang Qiaoqiao stood alone on the side of the street and looked around boredly.

"The little girl is also here to chase the stars. Who is chasing after, isn't it Mao Li?"

At this moment, an aunt's voice suddenly sounded.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked back and saw a middle-aged aunt with curly hair standing in front of a food stall talking to her.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked over and asked with a smile, "Auntie, how do you know I'm here to chase stars?"

The aunt's voice is very hearty: "I can see it at a glance, a little girl of your age is circling outside the crew, 100% chasing stars, I have seen a lot. Although I am old, I still understand this, you Is that the kind of gunner?"

"No, you didn't bring a cannon, it shouldn't be." The aunt muttered to herself.

Tang Qiaoqiao said in surprise: "Auntie, you know a lot." Even Sister Pao knows.

"That's right, I didn't spend so many years in Daheng country in vain." The aunt laughed.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked down at Auntie's food stall. It was a stall selling hand-pulled cakes and cold noodles.

"Auntie, how is your business here?" Tang Qiaoqiao chatted casually.

"It's so-so, anyway, I sent my daughter to graduate school by setting up a food stall," the aunt mentioned her daughter's proud look, "Actually, the family is not short of money, but I can't be idle, so I set up a stall to earn more money. It’s enough to earn less.”

During the conversation, Auntie's cell phone rang. She answered the phone, listened for a few seconds, and shouted: "Why don't you bring your keys, are you in a hurry? Well, wait, I'll go back now."

The aunt stood up in a hurry: "Little girl, can you help me look at the stall, my wife forgot his key, but he was in a hurry to get something, so I have to go back. I'll be back soon, you Just help me see it for a while."

Seeing that Tang Qiaoqiao was a little embarrassed, she added: "Don't worry, I'm not a liar, everyone around here knows me, and I often set up a stall here."

Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at the direction of the crew, and before Fang Yuan came back, he nodded: "Okay, you can go."

"Thank you, when I come back, I'll invite you to eat hand-pulled cakes." The aunt left a sentence and hurried away.

The food stall is not big, but the place is clean.

Tang Qiaoqiao thought, in fact, if you are not an actor, it would be good to have a food stall.

She sat in front of the stall for a while, when a young girl dashed over.

The girl looked at Tang Qiaoqiao suspiciously, and Tang Qiaoqiao quickly lowered the brim of her hat, for fear of being recognized.

The girl asked, "Why isn't that aunt here?"

Tang Qiaoqiao said: "She has something to go home."

"Then are my finger cakes and cold noodles ready? I told her before that I'll get them now."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at it and saw that there were no ready-made pancakes on the chopping board.

"I haven't done it yet? I've already paid for it, and I'm in a hurry to leave now." The girl looked at the time and urged, "You are with my aunt, so you can make one for me, I'm in a hurry."

Tang Qiaoqiao was stunned: "Huh?"

Girl: "You can't do it?"

Tang Qiaoqiao frowned: "Yes, yes."

The girl folded her hands and said pitifully, "Then make me one, I'm really in a hurry, please, please. I've been waiting to see my idol play for a long time without eating today, and I'm starving to death, I have to rush over immediately. , or he will leave, I finally see him again."

The current star chasing girl is really hard.

Tang Qiaoqiao didn't know how she changed from visiting the class to making hand-made cakes on the street. After she reacted, she had already spread the cakes on the iron plate, and there were ready-made cake shells on the chopping board, so there was no need to temporarily knead the dough.

The round white cake itself contains oil, so the iron plate does not need to be oiled, otherwise it will be greasy.

When the pancake is fried to a translucent color, use a spatula to pat and squeeze the pancake from the sides to the center to make the pancake more fluffy.

When both sides are golden brown, move the pancakes to the other side of the pan. Immediately after breaking in an egg, the egg made a "sizzling" sound on the hot iron plate, the yolk was round, the egg white quickly turned pure white, and bubbles would churn on the edge.

The girl looked at Tang Qiaoqiao's skillful technique, smelled the fragrance in the air, and swallowed.

"I want soft-hearted eggs, and I want to add bacon and spicy sauce."

"no problem."

Tang Qiaoqiao became more and more energetic. The two bacon were flattened and started to fry. The bacon was very thin, and it was quickly fried until the edges were curled.

Spread a layer of red hot chili sauce on the palm cake, first spread two pieces of green lettuce leaves, then spread the bacon and eggs in turn, and finally fold the finger cake in half, put it in a paper bag, a fragrant bacon and egg hand Just grab the pie.

The young girl was really hungry, and she took a big bite as soon as she got the hot hand-made cake.

The outer layer of the cake is very crisp, the kind that is so crispy that the crumbs fall off, and then the inside is very tender. There are many layers of the cake, and it is full of chewy texture.

The bacon tastes salty and fragrant, and the gravy is delicious. I didn't eat the egg yolk at the first bite, and then I took a bite to taste the soft and tender egg. The sauce, with its rich taste, makes the index finger move.

The girl ate most of the hand-grabbed cake in one go, and then slowed down: "It's so delicious, this cake is so crispy that it's crumbly."

The corners of Tang Qiaoqiao's mouth rose, and she was still making cold noodles in her hands.

Put a little oil on the iron plate, flatten the rectangular cold noodles, fry them on low heat, and when the dough starts to bubbling, crack an egg on the dough, quickly flatten the egg with a spatula, and then spread the whole dough Flip over and fry the side with the egg liquid underneath.

The girl said that the baked cold noodles should be sweet and sour, then brush a layer of sweet and sour sauce, cut the onion into pieces, place it in a straight line in the dough, sprinkle with coriander, fold it in half, and it becomes a cold noodle roll. At this point, the eggs have been fried, and then brush a layer of sauce on the outer layer, cut it into evenly small sections, spray a little balsamic vinegar, put it in a paper bowl, insert two bamboo skewers, and you're done.

A short section of the grilled cold noodles can be directly inserted into the mouth. It is smooth and strong. The sauce exudes a sweet and sour aroma. It is strangely combined with the roasted cold noodles, and it is almost tempting to take a bite.

"Roasted cold noodles are even better!" The girl kept breathing while being scalded, but she still couldn't stop.

"Help me make another cold noodles."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Aren't you in a hurry to chase your idol?"

The tangled face on the girl's face: "Just make another copy."

At this time, another couple came and smelled the fragrance here.

"It's so fragrant, I really want to eat cold noodles."

"Boss, we want a baked cold noodle and a hand cake, with eggs and sausages instead of cilantro and spicy, thank you."

"..." Tang Qiaoqiao looked around.

Aunt, we'll be right back as soon as we agreed

So, when Fang Yuan and Mao Li returned to this position, there was no sign of Tang Qiaoqiao, only a circle of people around a food stall.

"Where's Jojo?" Mauri asked.

Fang Yuan was also at a loss: "Oh, I agreed to wait here."

At this moment, I heard a very familiar voice from the food stall next to me.

"Don't worry everyone, add eggs and bacon, the onion should be cooked, which one is it?"

A man stretched out his hand high and said excitedly, "It's mine, my roasted cold noodles."

Fang Yuan and Mao Li looked at each other and walked towards the food stall.

Ho, who else could it be if it wasn't Tang Qiaoqiao

She was standing in front of the stall, quickly spreading cakes, frying eggs, and brushing sauce with both hands. She was extremely skilled, and all the customers around her were looking at her with focused eyes, as if they were watching a grand performance.

Fang Yuanyuan's face was full of small question marks, and Mao Li seemed not at all surprised to see this scene, and shook her head with a smile.

Tang Qiaoqiao made several hand-cooked cakes and baked cold noodles, and was surrounded by so many people, sweating faintly on his forehead. She couldn't help but lightly rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand, and accidentally raised her hat, revealing a pair of bright apricot eyes.

A girl who was staring at Tang Qiaoqiao stared at her for a while, and asked in an uncertain tone, "Are you Tang Qiaoqiao?"

Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly froze.

The girl's words seemed to explode in the crowd, and others watched Tang Qiaoqiao carefully.

"Looks like it really is."

"It's really that female star Tang Qiaoqiao."

"I met Qiao Bao, my God!"

"Are you on the show? Where's the director?"

The crowd suddenly became excited, and everyone was still looking for whether there were hidden cameras shooting.

Fang Yuan, who was originally on the sidelines, saw this and quickly stepped forward to protect Tang Qiaoqiao.

Now that he was recognized, Tang Qiaoqiao simply took off his hat, took the tissue from Fang Yuan's hand, and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Everyone was even more excited. Originally, they just came to buy a hand-cooked cake. Who would have thought that they could meet a star, or it was made by the star himself.

Tang Qiaoqiao explained: "I'm not recording the show, the stall owner auntie should be back soon, I'm just helping to watch the stall."

Fang Yuan whispered: "Why don't we go first, there will be more and more people later."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "But Auntie hasn't come back yet. I promised her. Besides, there are still a few left to finish. A person must have a beginning and an end."

Fang Yuan couldn't do anything about it, but fortunately, the people around were very orderly, but they were all holding their mobile phones to take pictures. The focus had shifted from grabbing cakes and baking cold noodles to the people who made them.

Mao Li stood aside, thinking that Tang Qiaoqiao is really a wonderful person, the kind of compliment.

"Didn't you say that a friend came to visit the class?"

Mao Li heard the voice and looked back: "Director, why are you here?"

The person who came was Chengbiao, the director of the film that Mao Li is making now. He asked, "Where is your friend?"

Mao Li smiled and pointed to Tang Qiaoqiao who was busy in front of the food stall.

"When did you have friends who set up street stalls?"

Seeing that the director also misunderstood, Mao Li explained it in a few sentences.

Chengbiao is curious. A female star is making cold noodles on the street. Are you sure it is not a show

He walked over and wanted to observe it, but his nose smelled a strong fragrance.