Chapter 50 Sudden Conflict

Everyone heard the sound and looked towards the source of the sound, and then they were stunned.

What this old lady tasted was a plate of fried beans and pork stir-fried by Qin Zeyu!

In fact, according to Qin Zeyu's true level, it is really not too difficult to cook this dish well, but he was stimulated by Zhong Mo at first, and then cut a small cut on his left index finger. Later, he saw By the time Zhong Mo showed his proficiency in knife skills, his mentality had completely collapsed. How could he still have the energy to continue cooking?

When Qin Zeyu heard this old woman scolding him in front of thousands of people, he felt a little embarrassed. He gritted his teeth and said unconvinced: "Grandma, I think this dish I fried is okay. Is it your usual taste?" It's very bland, so you think my dish is a bit salty? As for the meat you said is thick and woody, I think it's because you are old and have bad teeth, right?"

"Ouch, what are you saying, young man? Do you mean that I deliberately made things difficult for you?"

The old woman suddenly became angry, stamped her feet vigorously, and shouted at the others, "This young man has ruined the reputation of my Grandma Liu. Let's all have a try and see if it is my problem or his problem? I This is the first time in my life that I have been wronged. I might as well just die!"

After saying this, she sat down on the ground, slapped her thighs with both hands, and started shouting and crying.

Everyone didn't expect that a simple taste of food would turn out like this, and they were all a little stunned.

"You, you are just a scoundrel. The food I cook is absolutely delicious. You are the one who framed me..."

This was the first time Qin Zeyu encountered such a thing. He was angry and anxious, pointed at him, and argued loudly.

"How can this young man say anything? Grandma Liu has no enmity with you, so why did she offend you?"

"Yeah, I think this young man has a very bad mentality. He openly provoked that young man just now, saying that the food cooked by others is not as delicious as his. What's the result? Just stir up this thing? This is the gap between people!"

"I just saw him slightly cutting off his little finger and then yelling and going to the hospital. Isn't it shameful? He still needs to be a star with such virtue? Isn't the threshold for being a star now too low?"

"This kind of person has no morals and bad character. Will anyone dare to eat the food he cooks?"

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Seeing his bad attitude, everyone started to criticize him.

"I, I, you, you all blame me?"

Qin Zeyu has grown up so long, where has he ever encountered such a battle? He was angry, innocent, and a little panicked.

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Live broadcast room!

"I blanch five dishes in half an hour, and each dish is a large portion. Look at Brother Zhong's skill with the knife and the smoothness of the spoon just now. Without more than ten years of cooking skills, he would never be able to achieve this. level!"

"Damn it, does Qin Zeyu know how to talk? Isn't he adding fuel to the fire? If the old lady lies on the ground and says that her heart aches and her whole body aches, I won't be able to afford the compensation even if I sell her."

"Qin Zeyu is just a narrow-minded, petty-minded bastard. People like him simply deserve what they deserve."

"What are you talking about? We, Zeyu Gegege, injured our fingers. We managed to cook a plate of vegetables, but the bones of that old immortal were picked on. Can you blame us, Zeyu Gegege?"

"That's right, I think Zeyu Gege's stir-fried pork with beans is okay. It must be that old guy who is deliberately looking for trouble!"

"Sure enough, there are just as many crazy fans as there are little fresh meats out there!"

"Qin Zeyu is going to overturn now. Do you want to set off firecrackers to celebrate?"

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Most people didn't have a good impression of Qin Zeyu, and they all had a sarcastic and passive-aggressive attitude. Only a small number of idiot fans stood up to support Qin Zeyu and scolded the old lady.

Director's room!

Song Min frowned slightly, with a hint of displeasure on her face.

"Is this Qin Zeyu so used to living in the fairy world that he doesn't know the ups and downs of the human world? One hundred people, one hundred tastes. The old lady is over seventy years old, so what if she scolds him a few times? Can't he just accept it with an open mind? "

"The organizer has already said that as long as twelve people say it's delicious, it's fine. Why should he worry about it?"

"Director Song, if anything happens, it will affect our program team!"

Zhao Kuang still expressed his worries.

Nowadays, many elderly people cannot talk about it, cannot criticize it, cannot touch it, and they are just like fine porcelain.

"Qin Zeyu caused this trouble. What does it have to do with us?"

Song Min rolled her eyes and answered simply.

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"Sister Mimi, I think you'd better prepare some money. If this old woman's son and daughter-in-law cause trouble in our company, we won't be able to handle it without a few tens of millions. You said Qin Zeyu is also serious about trying dishes. Why do you want to find them? What about the elderly?”

Although Reba was also dissatisfied with Qin Zeyu, we were all colleagues in the same company and looked up without looking down. Thinking of the trouble he caused this time, she still felt a little worried.

"My dancing skills are average, my singing skills are average, I don't know how to behave, and I don't know how to do things. Reba, what kind of thing do you think I recruited back then? Isn't this just a slap in my face?"

Yang Mi stroked her forehead with her left hand and groaned in pain, "Fortunately, Zhong Mo helped me save some face, otherwise, I would have been too embarrassed to go out to meet people!"

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on site!

"Grandma Liu, please don't get angry with him. I can see that you have a sharp tongue but a soft heart. You criticize him on the surface, but you actually care about him. How can he not understand?"

Just when the surroundings were in chaos, a man's voice rang out.

It was Zhong Mo!

He hurried forward and helped Grandma Liu up. While patting the dust off her body, he comforted her, "But Grandma Liu, you are really something. You are so old, but you sit on the ground all the time. It's summer now, and it's so hot down there. What if your butt is burned? What if your son and grandson see it, won't you be heartbroken?"

Grandma Liu saw that he spoke without airs and always cared about her, and her impression of him immediately improved a lot.

"You are a sensible young man who knows how to be considerate. I just said that the meat he fried was too salty and too dry, and he scolded me. Tell me, when have I ever been scolded since I was a child?"

As she said this, she gently wiped her tears again.

"Grandma Liu, you are absolutely right. You are the elder, how can he scold you? This is too much?"

Zhong Mo nodded and agreed, "But you don't know, he looks about the same age as your grandson, but he is an employee of our company. He gets up at 4:30 every morning and has to train singing, dancing, acting, etc. He is busy until 11 o'clock in the evening. In the middle, he has no time to rest except for eating and going to the toilet."

"Look at this child, he weighed 140 kilograms half a year ago, but now? Only 120 kilograms. He is under great pressure, not rested enough, and his nerves are a little weak!"

"Ah? So serious? I, I don't know..."

Grandma Liu was shocked and couldn't help looking at Qin Zeyu a few times. Then thinking about her grandson who only knew how to eat, sleep and play games every day, she softened her heart instantly.

"Grandma Liu, this is just a misunderstanding. Let's talk it out. By the way, to express my apology to you, I will cook two dishes for you, you can take them home and eat with your family!"

"This, how can I be embarrassed?"

Grandma Liu looked embarrassed.

However, Zhong Mo still fried a twice-cooked pork and a Kung Pao chicken, both of which were quite filling.

Song Hongming also immediately asked someone to buy two insulated lunch boxes, cleaned them, put the two dishes in them, and then sent someone to send Grandma Liu home.

After Zhong Mo finished all this, he picked up the plate of stir-fried pork with beans that Qin Zeyu had fried, then picked up a piece of meat, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently for a few times, and nodded: "Zeyu, your dish is okay, but it is suitable for young people. It is more difficult for the elderly to chew. Everyone, come and help evaluate it!"