Chapter 48: Can You Have Some Shame
The third broadcast of “Two Under One Roof” on the first day began.
The camera started with… ground pot stewed chicken*.
The camera had zoomed in first on the marinated chicken, and the audience heard Li Jianyu stifling his laughter through the radio equipment.
“This is Little Yellow in our chicken coop. Cause of death: Too fat. He left us in peace. Let’s remember him and thank Director Yan for the guidance. Thank you for your hard work; your sword-wielding skills are not rusty at all!”
Live comments:
——[First-Blood !]
—[First Blood!]
—[Whoever mentioned first blood, did you forget about the little shrimps from lunch?]
—[Crayfish: Do you remember that year’s apricot blossom rain this year? It was the wrong payment after all]
—[??? wait, are you a romance show or a culinary show]
Everyone’s questions continued, but they were intrigued nonetheless. Even some people treated it like a mukbang and yelled to their parents, “Mom, I want to eat stewed chicken tonight”. Others also opened their takeout software to call some for themselves.
The camera panned to Yan Nai, who was burning the pot.
The young boy was working hard to keep the fire going, blowing with his soft and fair lips. Instantly, he reached the hearts of countless sisters, aunts, and mothers.
—[My god, he’s so cute!!]
—[Didi, stop blowing at the fire. Come, kiss me!]
—[Ahhhhh he’s not a fireman, he’s a fireboy!]
—[The one who said “fireboy”, are you trying to kill me with laughter so you could inherit my takeout?]
As far as Yan Zhenhua was concerned, the well-known director wasn’t idle either. He was actually… peeling garlic?!
He hummed a small tune as he peeled the garlic in a jolly mood, then seriously said to the camera, “Men must have work to do. You cannot aspire to be a lazy man; lazy men will be beaten by their mothers-in-law.”
Live comments:
—[Makes sense he’s a cultural figure; this irony is good]
—[Director Yan is so cute; he’s so sarcastic and full of laughing points]
—[The Yan father-and-son duo should debut as a fire-starting and garlic-peeling combo hahaha]
—[Ah ah ah he’s coming! Shi Yingdi is here! Wait, what’s that thing he’s holding in his hand? A chopping board??]
—[The Vase is holding the vegetable knife? What’s going on? I’m starting to pinch myself. How come two people holding a cutting board and a vegetable knife can walk like models on the runway??]
—[Why do I feel like these two feel like…a couple… ]
—[ Get out get out, I reject CP. I’m taking away my Shi Yingdi. We’re not meeting with you]
Shi Sui was indeed carrying a chopping board used for cutting vegetables. The board in the small kitchen was way too small, so he had helped Xiang Yi bring the large one from the big kitchen.
Xiang Yi was carrying the vegetable knife and some seasoning.
She lifted the knife and cut the whole chicken into pieces.
Peeled garlic, sliced ginger, chopped up green onions and chili were prepared. After the fire was lit, oil was added into the pot. Garlic, ginger, green onion, and green peppers were added into the wok, as well as red peppers and the secret recipe chilli sauce.
The earthen furnace was on high heat and immediately a pungent aroma could be smelled.
The chicken chunks secreted fat that sizzled in the wok. Under the HD lens, it made the viewers salivate with desire.
After frying the seasoning, she added some water and let it simmer.
Xiang Yi had also prepared some filling sides. Shiitake mushrooms, bean sprouts, potatoes, bamboo shoot tips, dried beans, etc;. She then put them in at the most appropriate time.
She had left the flour for the naan to rise in advance, pressing them into evenly shaped strips before sticking them around the earthen furnace pot, allowing the chicken broth and water vapor to soak it thoroughly.
If someone else had to be in charge of this procedure, they would have been a disgruntled mess. Yet, Xiang Yi had completed it methodically and not in a hurry.
In front of their screens, many audience members felt respectful from the bottom of their hearts. Although the Vase Fairy was a bit too dramatic and a little dumb, her cooking skills was still very admirable and pleasing to watch…
Yan Nai swallowed and couldn’t resist asking, “Sister Xiang Yi, what’s for breakfast tomorrow?”
Xiang Yi thought about it. “Tomorrow, I’ll go to my barn to fetch some fresh milk. How about some fried milk?”
The live comments:
—[I feel awkward for the Vase Fairy even through the screen…]
—[Oh! Do you really think the world is yours!]
—[Your farm? Sister, can we please have some shame? I’m begging you]
Translator’s note:
* Despite being called ground pot, this famous dish from Xuzhou region primarily differs in its use of wood fire to cook stewed chicken.