Chapter 559 Burning

Although he hasn't eaten the portion he made, Xie Tingfeng's heart has sunk to the bottom.

He is very confident in his cooking skills. He has cooked this [Three Cup Chicken] several times, and everyone who has eaten it says it is delicious.

But he has a long tongue, so he knows how the [Three Cup Chicken] tastes like.

He is very clear that even if he performs super-level, he may not be able to make such delicious food!

Seeing his silence, Cai Shaofen asked him with a smile: "How is it? Is it delicious?"

"Um."

Xie Tingfeng nodded, and then added: "But the smell of basil leaves is missing."

As soon as the words came out, he regretted a little.

What is he saying? Even without the basil leaves, this Three Cup Chicken tastes better than his cooking.

Hearing his words, Cai Shaofen thought for a while, as if thinking of something: "Yes! It seems that the nine-story tower is going to be put in the three cups of chicken."

Listening to their conversation in vernacular, Zhao Jinmai asked curiously: "Sister Ada, what are you talking about?"

Cai Shaofen heard the words, and turned back to Mandarin: "He said that there is no basil in the three cups of chicken, but basil leaves."

"Basil leaves?"

Zhao Jinmai looked at Li Yi with some doubts: "Brother Yi, do you want to put basil leaves in here?"

Hearing this, Li Yi explained casually: "The ones with basil leaves are from the Wan Province version, and the ones from the Jiangxi Province version don't need to be placed."

After speaking, he looked at Xie Tingfeng and reminded: "Your pot is almost dry."

Xie Tingfeng was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked back at the casserole on his stove.

Zila!

The sound of water vapor dripping and vaporizing came from the casserole.

Seeing this, he hurried to the stove and turned down the fire.

Then, subconsciously, he went to get the lid of the casserole.

But as soon as he picked it up, the hot casserole lid seemed to stung him, and he let go of it immediately.

Bang!

Click!

Still the same ending.

The casserole lid fell on the casserole, rebounded, and fell to the ground again, breaking apart.

Hearing the voice, Li Yi turned his head to look, and couldn't help taking a light breath.

Although these casseroles were bought by the program group, there are still a few of them.

In this short period of time, two of them were broken.

At this rate, the casserole should be used up before the diners finish serving it.

Wu Lei heard the movement, saw the casserole lid on the ground, and immediately went to get the tools.

"Oh! Are you all right?"

Cai Shaofen was taken aback, turned around and saw Xie Tingfeng shaking his hands, and hurriedly asked a question.

Xie Tingfeng frowned, looked left and right, and quickly walked to the sink to rinse.

Seeing this, the assistant hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "Brother Feng, are you okay? Are you burned?"

Xie Tingfeng didn't speak, just frowning and washing his fingers.

The assistant looked at his reddened fingers, frowned and said, "No, you're going to the hospital to have a look, you can't take pictures."

After speaking, she took out her mobile phone and called her agent.

"It should be fine, right?"

Cai Shaofen watched from the side, and reminded: "It will be better to rinse with cold water for a while."

Seeing the injury of the idol, the fans in the live broadcast room were excited and complained in the live broadcast room.

"What did the show crew do? They actually used such dangerous kitchen utensils and sued directly!"

"My heart hurts! I hate this kind of program that doesn't consider the artist's safety the most!"

"I've been burned too, it hurts so much!"

"It's all Li Yi's fault! Who told him to remind Brother Feng?"

"Really! Just take care of yourself, why do you care about others?"

Seeing their unfathomable remarks, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't stand it anymore.

"Are these fans idiots? Never used casserole? Are they dangerous kitchen utensils? I laughed so hard!"

"I can't see it with heat-resistant gloves next to it? What do you mean by not protecting an artist?"

"Just grab the hot casserole with your hands, are you sure he can cook?"

"Fuck! Is it Brother Yi's fault? Did Brother Yi teach your Brother Feng to scald the casserole with his hands?"

While washing the scalded area, Xie Tingfeng looked up at the display screen.

Seeing the barrage flying in the live broadcast room, his expression was complicated.

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone, I was not careful."

He looked at the camera and explained seriously: "I'm not very familiar with this place, and I'm a little anxious, so I forgot to wear heat-resistant gloves, I should pay attention.

Thank you for your concern, but please don't attack others casually, it's very impolite, okay? "

Hearing his words, the fans in the live broadcast room all brushed up the tearful emoticons.

"Brother Feng is injured, but he is still so considerate of others, I really cried to death!"

"You really don't deserve such a good Brother Feng!"

"Brother Feng, you must be well. Don't worry about anything. If something happens to you, even if the world is turned upside down, I will seek justice for you!"

Looking at these bullet screens, Xie Tingfeng's brows trembled.

He has been involved in disputes in the entertainment industry since he was a child, and he is already used to such scenes.

Back then when he was popular across the Taiwan Strait, the letters sent to him by those crazy fans were much more explicit than these barrages.

Those traffic stars now, in front of him back then, they were all insignificant.

But even though he's used to it, it doesn't mean he likes it.

Since changing to a new publicity team, he has indeed gained a lot of new fans, but he has also gained a lot of pressure from public opinion.

The publicity team said that the current hype, that's it.

If you want to have traffic, you must have a topic.

As long as there is heat, black and red are also red, which is better than passing out.

He couldn't refute this sentence, because he had indeed passed away for a long time.

Artists are like this. When they are abandoned by the times, they really don't even say hello.

Back then his father could be said to be at the height of his power, but now he has already faded away from everyone.

He has also gone to five, if he doesn't become popular again, he will really live in the fans' memories.

Just using this method to attract traffic, doing everything possible, still makes him very uncomfortable.

"Brother Feng."

The on-site director came closer and suggested in a low voice: "Our program team is equipped with medical staff, so go and let the medical staff take a look!"

"good."

Xie Tingfeng nodded and did not refuse.

So, under the gaze of everyone at the scene, he left the scene with his assistant.

"Eh? What's wrong?"

Liu Yifei smelled a paste.

After hearing the words, everyone came to their senses, followed the smell, and saw Xie Tingfeng's pot of [Three Cup Chicken].

Li Yi stepped forward to turn off the fire, and looked down at the chicken nuggets in the pot.

The burnt soy sauce had coagulated the chicken pieces together, turning them black and exuding a burnt smell.

wasted…

Li Yi shook his head regretfully.

But that's okay, if you cook another pot, the casserole in the back kitchen will probably be thrown away.

After thinking for a while, he pointed to Xie Tingfeng's steamer, and told Liu Yifei, "You help me look at that pot, turn off the fire in ten minutes, and also look at Xiaolei and the others, don't let them get angry, I will Go see."

After giving instructions, he walked out of the back kitchen and came to the outside of the courtyard.

Xie Tingfeng was sitting on a bench in the rest area outside the hospital, and the medical staff were applying burn ointment to him.

The scald was an accident. There was no filming crew arranged for the scene, only the director and a few staff were communicating with the assistants.

"Are you okay?"

Li Yi came to Xie Tingfeng and asked a question.

Although Xie Tingfeng was accidentally burned, he did remind him of that sentence.

"It's okay, it's not serious."

Xie Tingfeng glanced at him and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, it has nothing to do with you."

Li Yi also smiled, he really wasn't worried about this.

Seeing the medical staff bandage his fingers, Li Yi suddenly asked: "Why bother? How much will I suffer if I do this?"

Xie Tingfeng looked up at him with some doubts, and asked puzzledly, "What?"

Li Yi smiled, raised his finger to the door, and signaled: "There are no cameras here."

When Xie Ting heard the words, he also glanced at the camera crew at the door, his expression became a little complicated.

Withdrawing his gaze, he asked Li Yi, "Did you see it?"

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