"First, pour oil into the pan."
Beiming Han picked up the oil bottle and began to pour.
"That's enough, stop!"
"..."
"The fish needs to be coated with flour." Gu Qingxin took some flour and smeared it all over the fish.
"Why do we need to put flour on it?" Beiming Han was confused.
"Because if you don't, the fish skin will get fried off." Gu Qingxin gave this reason offhandedly.
Beiming Han, "..."
Is that so? It seems like the young lass doesn't really get it.
"The heat is too high; turn it down a little."
Beiming Han obediently turned down the fire. Gu Qingxin couldn't help but smile, watching him comply so well, he actually had an open mind to learn.
"Put the fish in and fry both sides a little."
Beiming Han put the fish in, occasionally looking at her, asking with his eyes what to do next.
"Flip it over to check the color. When it turns golden, flip it again...Damn, I forgot the seasoning. Let me prepare it."
