After Escaping Famine, Three-Year-Old Fu Bao Became Everyone’s Favorite

During the famine, a sack of grain was traded for a little girl. Everyone thought the family had lost their minds.

But ever since they adopted little Qingtian, it was as if their lives had be...

Chapter 312 Why do you have to compete with me!

If he had known this would happen, he should have saved the sea cucumber for the second or final round. It would be a waste to use it now.

However, the arrow has been shot and there is no turning back, so he can only grit his teeth and continue to do it.

I just hope that the judges will be impressed by his cooking of sea cucumbers and look at me differently in the next judging.

On the other hand, ever since he discovered that Sister Ye had left behind a pile of feathers, Zhang Chuanlu had been like a possessed person, always wanting to turn his head to see what Sister Ye was doing.

Then he watched as Mrs. Ye peeled the skin and bones of the chicken leg, leaving only the chicken leg meat.

Zhang Chuanlu was extremely angry.

Such a perfect chicken that I had my eyes on was cut into small pieces by Mrs. Ye step by step?

It doesn't matter which chicken she uses to dice? Why does she have to fight with me?

Zhang Chuanlu was so angry that he even delayed the work he was doing.

Many people have already started pouring oil into the pan and are ready to start cooking.

The aroma rises from each pot, and the constant sizzling sound makes people's appetites whet.

"It smells so good! I feel like everyone's cooking is really good!"

"I came out after eating, and now I'm hungry again when I smell this."

"It's a pity that we can only watch. It would be great if we could also try it."

"Stop daydreaming. How are we going to divide the food among so many people?"

"I don't ask for a full stomach, just a bite to taste is fine!"

"Look at the back and see how many people there are. How do we divide them?"

Everyone inside the venue turned a deaf ear to the words of the onlookers outside and focused on making their own dishes.

But it was obvious that not everyone was a reliable chef. Soon someone burned the pot first, and the choking black smoke spread out through the gaps in the lid.

"It's burnt! Look at the pot, it's going to burn!"

The people closest to the scene were choking and coughing, and some people were kind enough to give loud warnings.

The man who was cooking hurriedly put down the kitchen knife and opened the lid of the pot. Most of the food in the pot had turned black and was completely inedible.

The man scratched the back of his head and said, "That shouldn't be the case. I do the same thing at home and it never gets messed up!"