Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack - Chapter 73

After the landslide accident, Chen Hao’s mood was like a roller coaster, mixed with joy and sorrow.

The sad thing is that the heroine of his movie was injured and went to the hospital. The film may face a temporary suspension. However, the crew has to raise a large number of people, as well as the cost of venue and equipment, and it costs at least more than 100,000 to do nothing every day.

The good news is that his producer also went to the hospital at the same time.

The producer, Mr. Shen, waved his hand, directly letting the crew not have to worry about anything, stop all work, and count his expenses.

From the time of the accident, Shen Yue actually gave up his life to save Tang Qiaoqiao, Chen Hao can be regarded as seeing that this producer’s boss is definitely not an ordinary “favorite” towards Tang Qiaoqiao.

However, in order not to let his new movie fall into the scandal of the heroine and the producer and ignore the movie itself, Chen Haosan ordered Wushen to tell the staff who he saw at that time not to talk to the outside world.

Fortunately, there were storms and storms, and everyone was in a panic. Few people saw that scene, so the specific inside story of Tang Qiaoqiao’s accident was not very clear on the Internet.

Tang Qiaoqiao entered the hospital for two days, and the fan group was so anxious that the fan group was about to explode. Many Sugar Rabbits and brokerage companies responded that they wanted to visit the hospital. Zheng Gongju even called Tang Qiaoqiao several times to inquire about her situation and asked for her. Went to visit, but was refused by Tang Qiaoqiao.

At this time, Tang Qiaoqiao was “struggling” with the herbal soup made by Shen’s mother.

Mother Shen smiled openly when she saw Shen Yue and Tang Qiaoqiao drinking their own soup obediently.

“It’s not difficult to cook the soup. I cooked it myself for the first time. The medicinal materials in it were added after I consulted an old Chinese doctor. This kind of medicated soup is especially suitable for you two who are hurting your muscles and bones. It’s nourishing, don’t worry about any problems, just drink more if you like.”

With that, Mother Shen added a spoonful to Tang Qiaoqiao’s bowl.

When Shen Yue saw this, she added fuel and jealousy: “She really needs to drink more and recover sooner to go back to filming. Otherwise, the entire crew is waiting for her alone. I don’t know how much money is wasted every day.”

“Yeah,” Mother Shen followed closely, “Qiaoqiao will give you all these drinks, and Shen will give him a few sips.”

Shen Yue raised his eyebrows in agreement: “Yes, I don’t deserve this soup, she deserves it, I won’t grab it.”

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at the conversation between the mother and son, really dumbfounding.

By the way, Tang Qiaoqiao really couldn’t say a word of refusal at Mother Shen’s sincere eyes, and it was her first time to cook. Tang Qiaoqiao could understand this expectation.

“Okay, I’ll drink it.” Tang Qiaoqiao regarded his death as home and drank a bowl.

“I’ll cook it again tomorrow.” Mother Shen called a joy.

Tang Qiaoqiao was dumbfounded.

“Boil a little more tomorrow, enough for both of you to drink, no one needs to grab it.” Mother Shen added.

Shen Yue was dumbfounded one after another.

Sure enough, in the next two days, Mother Shen came again with a different medicated soup. Tang Qiaoqiao drank it so much that she only wanted to leave the hospital immediately.

In fact, Tang Qiaoqiao was discharged soon and lived in the hospital, always beware of the all-pervasive gossip paparazzi.

As soon as Tang Qiaoqiao left, Shen Yue couldn’t stand it, and he was also discharged from the hospital to go home. Anyway, his calf fracture needs to be recuperated.

Tang Qiaoqiao was in the hospital for a few days and felt that he was fed with Shen’s medicated diet soup and felt that his sense of taste had gone wrong. When he got home, he was like a wild horse, rolling up the sleeve of his left hand and preparing to do it by himself.

Shen Yue cocked his legs, followed behind Tang Qiaoqiao’s butt, watching her go in and out of the vegetable garden.

“You want to make soup?”

Mother Shen has been spoiled for her whole life, her ten fingers are not touched by Yang Chunshui. This time she went to the kitchen for their two little ones. This time she did not dare to refute her face, but the taste is really unflattering. Now He felt like he got “soup” ptsd, and when he heard the word “soup”, it was really a big one.

While picking vegetables, Tang Qiaoqiao returned to him crisply: “I am saving the reputation of the soup.”

“I don’t want to mention that drinking soup is a painful memory in the future.”

Tang Qiaoqiao pulled out a fresh white radish. The white radish has just matured. The radish he grows is refreshing and juicy. When eaten raw, it has a bit of freshness and spiciness, which is especially appetizing.

Bone-in lamb chops are chopped into pieces and soaked in cold water with green pepper for one hour to remove **** and fishy smells.

Then stir-fry the lamb with low heat to get the oil. This step is very important for whether the lamb can be boiled into milky white.

Remove the lamb again, put it in boiling water, sprinkle with white onion and ginger, and simmer for 2 hours.

Soon, the fat of the lamb melted in the boiling soup, showing a thick milky white color.

The white radish has also been stewed with the lamb chops a long time ago. It has become a transparent color and can be cut off with a chopstick. Tang Qiaoqiao also sprinkled some goji berries, which looked pretty in the creamy white soup.

Tang Qiaoqiao didn’t add any Chinese medicinal materials. Her cooking spirit is her “medicinal materials”. It is a young man and has a remarkable effect.

Shen Yue looked at the big bowl of radish and mutton soup in front of him, and then at Tang Qiaoqiao who was on the opposite side. She was drinking the soup snore, and after drinking a bowl, she smacked her mouth twice, looking endless aftertaste.

“Drink quickly.” Tang Qiaoqiao said.

Shen Yue did some psychological construction, scooped up a spoonful of soup and sent it to his mouth.