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Qiao Yu looked at the basket and said without hesitation,""Braised fish, twice-cooked pork with green pepper, braised eggplant, corn soup."

"That\'s a lot. " The photographer couldn\'t help but swallow his saliva. He was a little suspicious of Qiao Yu\'s cooking. Was this even edible? After thinking for a while, he said,"President Qiao, do you want to find someone from your hometown to help you?"

"Will the festival Group allow it?" Qiao Yu asked.

The photographer was stunned and shook his head.

"No need," Qiao Yu replied indifferently,"I can handle it myself." As he spoke, he took out the fish from the basket and scalded them.

The photographer thought he would be able to capture Qiao Yu\'s embarrassment, but he didn\'t expect him to be so skilled. He didn\'t even mind the dirt when he cut the fish.

"President Qiao, are you cooking?" he asked subconsciously.

"I know a little." Qiao Yu replied and washed the fish under the tap. Soon, the fish was clean.

The photographer didn\'t think so. Usually, if someone said they knew a little, they would be good. Especially for someone like Qiao Yu, he wouldn\'t easily boast.

After the fish was washed, Qiao Yu picked up the meat and washed it. Then, he started to cut the meat. His cutting skills were very good. The photographer was stunned. He was too skilled.

"President Qiao, do you cook often at home?" he could not help but ask.

"Sometimes, because I don\'t always have time." Qiao Yu replied.

The photographer nodded. No wonder she was so skilled. However, to be able to make such an imperial president cook, even if movie queen Xia\'s food was not good, just hearing it made people envious.

The ingredients were ready and Qiao Yu started to start a fire. Since it was a clay stove, he had to start a fire.

Qiao Yu took the dried grass and lit it first. Then, he put it into the stove and added a handful of licorice. After that, he began to put dry wood in the stove. After a while, the fire was ready.

The photographer didn\'t expect Qiao Yu to know how to cook. If he could cook well, he would be able to do everything. Very quickly, his hypothesis was confirmed.

As soon as the oil was hot, Qiao Yu put the prepared fish into the pot. After the two sides were cooked, he added some seasoning. Not long after, a fragrant braised fish was out of the pot.

The photographer next to him was drooling as he looked at the intact braised fish. He sighed in his heart. This was definitely a master. Even he couldn\'t make such a dish after cooking for so long.

As he watched Qiao Yu\'s dishes come out of the pot one by one, the photographer felt like he was being tortured. He really wanted to throw away the camera and rush over to eat all the food. He was so enticed that his appetite was rising.

"President Qiao, what did sister Xia Ning say about your cooking?" The photographer decided to change the topic.

Qiao Yu finished the last soup and replied,""She really likes to eat my cooking."

Wow, does this mean that he has practiced his skills? The photographer was a little nosy and asked,""Don\'t tell me that President Qiao learned to cook for sister Xianning?"

Qiao Yu replied,"not really. I was studying in the United Kingdom and I missed China Food a lot. So, I learned how to make it myself. But, I didn\'t do it often. Later ..."

The photographer heard Qiao Yu\'s words and felt that the latter part was going to be explosive. He immediately asked,"what happened after that?"