You son of a bitch?
Yes, Shi Lei just wanted to say these three words.
Am I that annoying?
"You still don't believe what I'm saying?"
"Huh? I believe, I really believe."
Chen Mo seized the right moment, gave the pan a toss, and flipped both pieces of fish over. The black pan didn't stick to anything.
Shi Lei didn't care about any of this, "You just don't believe!"
"I believe!"
Chen Mo seized the right moment, feeling the other side was almost done, and without checking, turned the heat up high!
The moment a slightly charred aroma wafted, he immediately poured a ladle of boiling water into the pan!
The boiling water sizzled upon impact, quickly turning milky white. Chen Mo calmly began adding seasonings.
"No, you don't believe!"
"No, I really do believe!"
Rice wine was poured along the side of the pan, soy sauce drizzled in, two more ladles of hot water added, and the previously deep-fried spices returned to the pan.
