Chapter 444 Tactics

On the stage, the two people who got the ingredients had already stood at the front and back tables of the first group according to the staff's instructions, and began to take out the ingredients from the basket one by one. The contestants below the stage leaned forward again and widened their eyes.

"Scallions, shallots, onions, ginger, garlic? Tomatoes, eggs, pork belly, leeks, screw peppers, chili peppers, string peppers...why are these the only ones?"

"What is this person doing? Scrambling tomatoes and eggs with a bunch of seasonings? Or is he scrambling tomatoes and eggs with pork belly? Is this just giving up on himself?"

"It doesn't look like it. He looks quite satisfied. Could it be that the onion is of special grade?"

"Come on, I think he just knew he was going to lose. There's no point in looking so sad. He just wants to look good for the cameras!"

"Hey, it seems like they're always grabbing it, but why aren't there any that can be used to fight?"

The table chosen by the contestant on the left was in the front row. He slowly took out the ingredients from the basket one by one with a very happy smile on his face. Every time he took out an ingredient, the audience below became puzzled.

"Oh my God! Look behind! Look behind!" Just as everyone was puzzled, a player in the contestant seat pointed at the player on the right side of the table behind and shouted.

"A sea cucumber this big! It's truly a premium ingredient!"

"Oh my god, there's such fresh Australian lobster!? This is a premium ingredient!"

"This steak is pretty good! Judging by the texture, it's at least high-quality!"

"Oh my god, whole chickens, ducks, pigeons, spare ribs, and all kinds of seafood! No wonder the neighbors can only take out the seasonings, all the good stuff was taken away by him!"

"Win, win, win, just award him the win! How can we even compare?"

When the contestants in the audience saw the dazzling array of delicious ingredients on the table of the contestant on the right, they were all shocked.

However, when all the voices in the audience were boiling with excitement for the contestant on the right, thinking that the flag of victory had already fallen to one side, Guan Yingxia smiled slightly.

"You're right, this is indeed a tactic."

"I thought he only monopolized the onions, but I didn't expect he monopolized all the seasonings. His reaction ability is amazing." Zhao Xiaojing looked at the stage with shining eyes.

"It's going to be interesting to see what happens next. The person behind me should be getting anxious."

"Of course, we grabbed a bunch of good stuff, but we didn't even have a single basic seasoning to remove the fishy smell. To make these things, what's missing from onions, ginger, and garlic?"

"Look at how happy the two teachers are. Mr. Nan's eyes are almost slits from laughing."

"I'd laugh too. The judges can clearly see what's in the refrigerator. The clearer they can see, the funnier it is. If they edit it out a little bit later, it would definitely be a big twist when they show the fight over the items."

"Do we have to negotiate a humiliating treaty to get the food back?"

"Of course, after all, the guy on the left used a bunch of seasonings but couldn't make anything good. Stir-fried pork with chili peppers is a complete dish, so everyone can understand why he used poor ingredients. But the guy on the right is different. He used such good ingredients, but couldn't make anything decent, so everyone would call him incompetent."

Fatty and Wen Xinyuan also joined the group chat jokingly.

Sure enough, as soon as the four of them finished speaking, the contestant on the right side of the stage stared at the ingredients on the table and fell into deep thought.

"Why don't you just start? What are they doing?"

"It's understandable that the guy on the left is dazed, since he can't win after all. But what's the other guy dazed about? He looks even more worried than the guy on the left."

"The one on the left doesn't seem to be worried at all?"

"Hey, what's he doing? Instead of cooking, he's chatting?"

"The order is reversed, right? No one on the left is interested in the ingredients, so he should have gone to the person on the right to see if he can share some with them. Why did the person on the right take the initiative to go over?"

"Hey, what's this for?"

"No! There's something wrong with the ingredients of the contestant on the right!"

"What's the problem?! How come I didn't see it?!"

"Look carefully!"

Amid the confusion and discussion in the audience, the contestant on the right took the initiative to run to the table of the contestant on the left, pointed at the ingredients on his own table, and then pointed at the table of the contestant on his left.

The contestant on the left calmly stretched out his hand, made a "2" sign, and said something. Then the contestant on the right gritted his teeth and nodded, turned around and went back to his table. After a while, he came back with a chicken and a sea cucumber.

The contestant on the left curled his lips and readily took some of the onion, ginger, garlic, chili and other seasonings in front of him and distributed them to the contestant on the right.

The contestant on the right finally breathed a sigh of relief, took a quick look, and took the ingredients back.

The two of them finally took action and began to prepare delicious food at the same time.

"Oh my god, so this is the problem! So insidious, so insidious!" The audience, who finally understood what was going on on the stage, was boiling again.

"It's just an idea, don't tell me!"

"It seems that when you grab things, you can't just grab the good ones, you have to grab everything!"

"Tell me how to be comprehensive? Can you guarantee that as soon as you open the refrigerator and see the ingredients, you can determine what you want to make. Can you guarantee that once you determine what you want to make, you can remember all the main and auxiliary ingredients for that dish. And can you also get all the ingredients you want while your opponents are also grabbing them?"

"It seems that snatching is the worst option..." Some contestants began to understand.

"Group 16, where are the teammates from Group 16? Come out and discuss the plan!"

"Are there any brothers from Group 8? Please look for me!"

"Shh! Keep a low profile! Can't you see the old man is frowning at you?"

As the contestants in the audience gradually understood, the voices of discussion and calling became louder. The two judges noticed the commotion here at the same time, frowned and glanced towards the contestants' seats, and the contestants' seats immediately fell silent.

"The old man is really good." The fat man said in a low voice after the two old men's attention turned back to the stage.

"That look just now was really powerful." Wen Xinyuan silently gave a thumbs up.

"Which ingredient do you think is special grade and which is first grade?" Guan Yingxia's attention was always on the two contestants who were cooking.

"I don't think the Australian lobster and sea cucumber are top grade. I feel like you can buy them without much effort by spending money, but looking at the head, they should be high-grade. However, it's hard to tell them apart with just your eyes if you don't know the ingredients well," said the fat man.

"I haven't seen any particularly difficult ingredients that can be rated as special grade. Could it be in that pile of meat? It's hard to guess without knowing it." Wen Xinyuan asked in confusion.

"What do you think?" Seeing Zhao Xiaojing silent, Guan Yingxia glanced at her.

"It's green onions." Zhao Xiaojing glanced at the contestant on the left and said, "There's a large pile of green onions of various types on the workbench."

"Huh? Mirror sister, you are not mistaken, which one are you talking about?"

"I remember someone behind me just now jokingly said the special ingredient was green onions, and he only took a bunch of them. Could it be true?"

The fat man and Wen Xinyuan immediately stretched their necks to look at the pile of onions on the stage. Guan Yingxia also frowned slightly, looking back and forth in the pile of onions.