so.

The restaurant opening mentioned by Group A is just moving the small cake stand to a new place? "..."

Before the accompanying PD and photographer's eyes went dark.

They saw it again.

Sheng Yuan took out the strings from several bags of rice that were delivered to her, ripped open the bags, and poured the rice into the water.

After washing the vegetables, actor Shi Jingjing began to wash the rice.

Two people stand together.

One washes the rice while the other continues to bake a new batch of cakes. The division of labor is clear and the movements are orderly.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like they're giving up.

The accompanying DP and the photographer looked at each other again.

This time, two pairs of eyes lit up.

The accompanying PD suddenly stood up, and walked to the small window with small steps like a thief. He put his hand to his mouth, coughed lightly, and said mysteriously: "Guests of Group A, are you...preparing to do something big?"

"Um... that is, can you give us a spoiler in advance?"

The photographer who squeezed in with him nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

The accompanying PD looked at Sheng Yuan with hope——

Got it, he got it.

Just like when they got this batch of ingredients, Group A must have wanted to act like the boss at the beginning, so they kept silent and deliberately said that they had not decided on the menu.

Actually.

It has been kept secret from everyone, just to wait until the last moment, when a sudden reversal will occur and surprise everyone.

That's it, it must be like this.

Almost in an instant, the accompanying PD's heart was filled with hope, waiting for Sheng Yuan to say, yes, that's right, you guessed it right.

The accompanying PD has already put himself into the role of a prophet.

So, when I slipped over, I didn't notice it.

Sheng Yuan took it off because it was too in the way and placed the microphone under the small window.

so--

He also didn't know that his mysterious behavior was a "loud conspiracy" from the beginning.

The two sentences he spoke were recorded word for word into the radio.

It echoed clearly throughout the entire live broadcast room.

Everyone looked at the screen.

At the small window, the accompanying DP and the photographer were acting indecently with their buttocks sticking out.

Audience in B and C live studios: [How bold?! Is there anything that VIP users like us cannot hear? ]

[Could it be that Group A really did what the PD said? They hid the menu? ]

【……】

Everyone pricked up their ears.

Afraid of missing out on any important plot.

result.

The next second, they heard Sheng Yuan comment: "You have a rich imagination."

A hint of sarcasm.

The accompanying PD and photographer: "..."

Totally hopeless, totally hopeless. -Meanwhile .

This side, Group B restaurant.

No, to be precise, it's in front, next door.

The restaurants in Group A and Group B are separated by just two walls.

But they are clearly separated.

The distance is very close, but one is a bustling main street, and the other is a deserted, dim alley.

One is in heaven, the other is in hell, there is absolutely no comparison between them.

A few hours ago.

After Zheng Baiqing made such a big mistake, she temporarily behaved herself.

Usually, in front of the camera, they pose in various ways, trying every possible way to show the side profile that they think looks good.

At this moment, I have no thoughts at all.

At least there was a camera pointed at him before, so Qunjie's lukewarm attitude wasn't very obvious and it was hard to tell anything.

But now.

Qunjie didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, and his expression was full of impatience and boredom that were visible to the naked eye.

Zheng Baiqing tried to get Qunjie's almost finished sauce just like she had done a few days ago.

Continue to reduce your workload and continue to be lazy as usual.

As a result, Qun Jie blocked it with his hand without giving him any face.

Then he heard someone speaking in a sarcastic tone, saying to him, "I adjusted all of these. Don't touch them. You are not going to take my things away again and claim that they were made by you, are you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't know how to do it. You can ask me and you can learn. But don't do this. This kind of behavior is not good."

As soon as these words were spoken, the photographer of Group B and the accompanying PD felt embarrassed for Zheng Baiqing.

Not to mention Zheng Baiqing herself.

The feeling of being suddenly exposed made her whole body stiff and her scalp tingling.

Zheng Baiqing could only look up stiffly and awkwardly, trying to smooth things over for herself: "I'm sorry, Qunjie, I, I didn't know you had already done this."

"I just saw that you were so busy, so I wanted to come and help you and share your burden."

"Do you have any misunderstanding about me?"

Zheng Baiqing brought out her usual playful and naughty look when recording the show: "Look, you are the main chef of our group's restaurant."

"Of course I hope you don't have to work so hard. Don't be so polite to me just because I'm a girl."

"If you need anything done, just tell me directly. I can do anything. I can endure hardships."

Qunjie stopped cutting vegetables with the knife in his hand, raised his head, looked at Zheng Baiqing, and snorted with an unknown meaning.

"Yeah?"

Zheng Baiqing nodded innocently: "Yeah, yeah."

"Okay." Qunjie put down the knife and pointed to a spot on the table: "I'm busy, so please help me clean this piece of mutton."

“…”

Zheng Baiqing followed the direction given by Qunjie and saw a piece of mutton packed in a transparent plastic bag. It was freshly slaughtered and cut at the market, covered in blood and full of fishy smell.

I almost vomited.

Not only that, this piece of meat was probably cut from near the hind leg of the lamb, connecting to the lamb's buttocks, and there was faintly some yellow stuff on it.

I don’t know what it is, and I don’t dare to guess what it is.

But the smell is so pungent that it goes straight into the stomach and makes you feel dizzy.

Usually, such "dirty and tiring work" is undertaken by the group of heroes.

Zheng Baiqing would deliberately turn a blind eye and pick out some clean and easy-to-prepare ingredients.

Because Zheng Baiqing knew that if she didn't do it, Qun Jie would not be able to bear it and would finish it all.

And now——

Zheng Baiqing stood there, facing the camera over here, and did some psychological work.

He wore at least three pairs of gloves, squinted his eyes, looked as if he couldn't bear to look at it, raised his index finger, and picked up the bag of mutton.

I tried hard to suppress the churning discomfort in my stomach.

Rinse the lamb in the sink.

While flushing, people kept jumping, for fear that water and dirt would splash onto themselves.

Seen from behind, his movements looked like those of a funny clown.

But.

At this time, Qunjie said, "Wash it first and then cut it."

"Oh, it would be better if it was like what Team A did for us that day, with some fat and some lean, and clear textures."

He added: "Team A handled it very well for us. Bai Qing, you should be able to do it, not worse than them, right?"

Zheng Baiqing: “…”

Zheng Baiqing was so angry that she couldn't even express it.

Group A...

Group A, all Group A.

She is so annoying.

(End of this chapter)