The Idol Group Pet Became A Final Boss!-Chapter 678 - Rock Fried Chicken (3)

Chapter 678 - Rock Fried Chicken (3)

The camera gave a close-up of the piping hot rock fried chicken in the basin. 

The chicken was crispy, tender, and aromatic, while the broth was thick. The fried chicken was red and bright, echoing the colors of onions and peppers. There was a layer of white sesame seeds sprinkled on top, covering it with an appetizing layer. 

It was nothing but appetizing!

There was nothing too fancy about it either! 

There were only three words to describe how they felt — Fragrant! Hungry! Peckish! 

"Gulp..." In front of the screen, many people have already started to swallow their saliva.

The reporters in the courtyard were not much better as they were all staring intently. 

"There's rice and noodles for the main course." Xiang Yi added, "The noodles can be eaten like the Large Plate Chicken, mixed with soup at the end."

"!"

After recalling the way to eat the big plate of chicken, the crowd just felt that this Rock fried chicken had gone up to another level of deliciousness! Si Wen, the reporter with the most experience, spoke up and said, "Let's move our chopsticks."

Like hungry wolves, the group of celebrity journalists picked up the chicken bits with their chopsticks. 

The chicken was nothing but tender in their mouths! The aroma of light sauce engulfed the chicken, making the first taste sweet and the aftertaste a myriad of flavors like saltiness and spiciness.

The meat had completely soaked up the broth and it felt like it was about to ooze with juiciness! 

With the right amount of steamed rice, it was no exaggeration to say that they could pair half a bowl of rice with a bite of fried chicken!

With a glass of cold beer or cold Coke, everyone felt as if the depths of their soul had begun to shiver... 

Strangely, no one at the table said a single word. 

The only thing the audience can hear is the sound of them chewing their food!

——[Kam! This damn stereo surround sound!]

——[I'm really enjoying these instant noodles while seated in front of the screen! This stir-fried chicken is really nice!] 

——[Director Li, come out and tell us. You mentioned that you renewed your devices. That's all for the sake of shooting delicacies, right? What is your original intention!?! Is it to shoot variety shows or to shoot a livestream!?!] 

...

Xiang Yi knew that Shi Sui had a bland palate so she deliberately cooked some light dishes for him. 

The two of them sat at the side and ate green vegetables to get the feeling of quietness of the years.

"Want some soup?" Xiang Yi asked. "I also made some purple cabbage and egg flower soup. They're in the kitchen." 

Without waiting for Shi Sui to answer, someone immediately beat him to it and said, "I'll go and serve it! How can I let you work, Xiang Yi!?" 

"..."

That person happily went to serve the soup, but Shi Sui's phone vibrated.

He looked at the caller ID and raised his eyebrows slightly before answering the phone.

However, after just saying a few words, the call was over.

He looked at Xiang Yi, his tone a little helpless. He said, "There's no one taking care of my little nephew these two days. His parents want to send him over for a temporary stay."

Xiang Yi had an impression of that little nephew. She had met him on his grandfather's 60th birthday, and felt that he was a very decent and cute little boy.

The little girl had always loved children. She grinned and said, "Okay, what does he like to eat? I'll make it for him."

A trace of displeasure appeared in Shi Sui's heart but he did not show it. His expression did not change and he said, "He's not picky, he'll eat anything."

In the meantime, the staff led a little boy over and said, somewhat helplessly, "That... couple just left this child behind and left, saying they were looking for Shi Sui."

The eyes of the crowd coincidentally landed on the little boy she was holding.

It was a boy who was about four or five years old. His hair was soft and delicate, and he had short, curly chestnut-colored hair. He was dressed in a British-style shirt and pants, with a pair of clean shoes on his feet.

The only thing that didn't match his outfits was his sullen face.