"Sister, I just told you not to let Helen make this kind of supreme VIP customization for you. The bottle is said to be made of aerospace materials, which can highly protect the activity of the active factors inside.
This small bottle is probably enough to pay for several issues of those 18th-tier young singers, but those who don’t know the stuff will still laugh at you. "Xu Baoran, who has always been aloof, has a strange air of yin and yang as soon as he opens his mouth.
Xu Lian had an expression on her face that said, "Just blow it."
Sun Yue had almost packed his luggage and came over quickly when he saw this: "Miss Xu, Xiaolian doesn't mean any harm, she is just too simple."
How could Sun Yue not know that everything Xu Baozhu used was the best, but he couldn't bear that his childhood sweetheart partner would not be able to step down for a while.
Xu Baoran sneered: "Miss Xu, it seems that our King Sun Dage is really polite and measured."
Anyone could hear the yin and yang in his tone.
Sun Yue's eyes were flustered for a moment, and his expression became a little bad.
Xu Baozhu's eyes darkened and he looked directly at Sun Yue, but Sun Yue avoided her gaze.
A strange atmosphere spread across the scene.
Gu Yian touched her chin, as if she was afraid that others wouldn't notice her, and deliberately sighed heavily: "Alas!"
Cao Wanrou rolled her eyes and didn't want to talk to anyone. She was still shocked that the taciturn, cold and noble son of a family could have such a venomous tongue. She didn't expect that the first time she heard Xu Baoran say so many words was in this situation. She just wants to be quiet now.
Song Shichen, who was still eating melon, couldn't help but chat: "Xia Xia, why are you sighing?"
Gu Yian gave him a look like a kid, and said meaningfully: "If you ask what love is in the world, just ask flowers to be put in cow dung."
At this moment, the barrage was flying wildly.
[This sister really dares to say it. ]
[What does she mean? Grandstanding? ]
[Buddha said: It cannot be said]
[I think I know something. Didn’t I say that Sun Yue actually has a girlfriend who has been dating for many years? It is said that she is fair-skinned, beautiful and has long legs? Is it difficult to hear what the Monkey King means...]
[Monkey King? Pfft, I peed myself laughing. Climbing a tree is indeed quite a walk. The Monkey King is worthy of his name. ]
[But the Monkey King was too rude. He compared Huang Miao and Xiaorou to trash because they provoked him to mess with her. ]
[Xiao Rou is too miserable. Fortunately, we Xiao Lian helped her speak up, otherwise she would have been troubled by Gu Yi'an and Xu Baozhu. And what kind of aerospace materials can be used on skin care product bottles? This is too ridiculous. The Xu siblings are too pretentious. ]
[Gu Yi'an really made me speechless. Sister Cao, I think Xiaorou's face is darkened and she has no education at all. Except for her and the Xu family decoration x siblings, the other guests are quite normal. That Xu Baoran blinded his face in vain, why is his mouth so broken? ]
[All 18 lines get out of the way, you are blocking us from seeing Brother Feng’s beauty in his prime. ]
[The kite upstairs is too overbearing. Bai Jiajun and Mandala haven't said anything yet. ]
[…]
The director looked at it and came out at the right time to remind:
"Everyone, as mentioned in the rules just now, the program team will provide ingredients to six groups of guests. Each group needs to prepare at least two dishes. There is no limit to the cuisine. The local villagers will vote. The one with the most votes will have priority in choosing a residence. ."
The director asked the staff to take out five photos and show them to the guests and netizens watching the live broadcast in front of the screen, and then said:
“In order to make everyone more motivated, let me introduce the situation of the house to you.
Cabin No. 1 is a three-story villa built by residents. The villa has all household appliances, a complete kitchen and bathroom, and you can cook your own meals. This is the only house that can accommodate three groups of guests.
Cabin No. 2 is a suite in the only four-star hotel in Daliu Town, and the hotel provides a free breakfast.
House No. 3 is a street-side shop with a snack bar on the first floor and self-occupied merchants on the second floor.
Hut No. 4 is the wooden house of the mountain guard at the foot of Yunshan Mountain.
So everyone, whether you can choose your favorite house next depends on the voting results during the lunch meal. "
Everyone looked at the introduction of the four residences and the markings of the four locations on the map, and found that except for the mountain guard's wooden house which was a little far away, the other locations were not far away.
If you are unfortunate enough to live in a wooden house, let alone safety, you will have to get up early just to gather with other guests.
Ling Yijin's face turned red and she excitedly grabbed Ling Yifeng's sleeve and said, "Wow, brother, we must work hard."
Ling Yifeng responded with a smile.
Zhang Lele looked at Zhang Man helplessly: "Sister...have you offended the director?"
Zhang Man put his hands on his hips.
Zhang Lele immediately said against his will: "Actually, I like bitterness the most. Living in a cabin allows me to be close to nature."
Looking at Zhang Lele, who was sure he would lose even before he started, he actually started to comfort himself. The director added a warm reminder: "Sometimes, misfortune and blessings depend on it, and misfortune lies behind it."
No one took the director's prompts to heart. After all, the director had dug holes for people more than once or twice.
A group of guests came to the kitchen of a hotel in the center of the town, and the program team generously booked this small and medium-sized restaurant for a day.
Six groups of guests passed the hilarious test of tacit understanding and gained priority in selecting ingredients.
Ranking first in terms of tacit understanding are Zhang Man and Zhang Lele. Zhang Man said about the honor of being the first to choose ingredients: "It's a bit happy, but not much."
Zhang Lele directly said that he could do this job. Looking at the instant noodles, green leafy vegetables, egg and ham sausage that Zhang Lele chose, Zhang Man raised his thumb and praised Zhang Lele. He is my brother who knows me.
Bai Yuhao, who has never spoken much, reminded: "The program team requires at least two dishes."
Zhang Man didn't look at his face but focused on his collar. He politely showed his standard eight teeth and said officially: "Thank you, Mr. Bai, for reminding me, so my brother took two flavors of tomato beef and tonkotsu." Instant noodles, two flavors.”
Bai Yingdi touched his nose to hide the smile on his lips, and couldn't help but feel strange about his inexplicable emotions.
Song Shichen's facial features flew wildly, and he was pushed by Bai Yuhao. As the second place in the tacit understanding test just now, he picked the necessary ingredients.
After everyone had finished choosing, Cao Wanrou and Gu Yi'an, who had zero tacit understanding, were left.
Cao Wanrou has always had the image of a clever and resourceful young lady, but in fact the mouth-watering food pictures on Weibo are all from the professional chef hired by the Cao family. She would at most add a handful of green onions and coriander at the end, but she has been banned for a long time. The compliments gave her the illusion that she was a culinary genius.
Cao Wanrou raised her lips: "Sister, do you have any special dishes? You must know how to cook. After all..."
Gu Yian ignored Cao Wanrou's tea talk and said directly: "Hey, I have eaten so many good things from Xiaomu. I have almost forgotten what the meat tastes like. I owe my growth to this size due to luck. I guess I cooked the food. Even the young people in the city look down upon you."
Cao Wanrou couldn't say anything. Seeing that the pigs, cattle and sheep were all picked away, and only the fins and live fish were left among the meat and vegetables, Cao Wanrou picked up the fins and said with a smile:
"It's a pity that there are so few ingredients to choose from, so I can only make the Michelin-starred chef's private chicken wings."
Xu Lian said on the side: "Xiaorou, I follow your Weibo and know that you often cook for Mr. Cao at home. You are so filial.
But this time the team members have to cooperate with each other. Your sister can't not cook a single dish. She can't be inferior to you, a young lady who has no fingers in the spring water. "
Cao Wanrou glanced at Gu Yi'an, seeming very embarrassed.
Gu Yian directly took out the white rice and a few eggs left in the restaurant from yesterday from the refrigerator in the kitchen, and put them on the table with a bang, looking very unbeatable:
"I don't say I don't cook. Egg fried rice is my specialty. Today I will let you guys show it. No one who has eaten the egg fried rice I made is anorexic."
Ling Yijin asked curiously: "Why do I get anorexia after eating the food you cooked?"
Gu Yian put his hands on his hips and said, "Because after eating the rice I cooked, they realized that they would never be able to eat such delicious food again. There is no harm if there is no comparison." Forget it after eating it. Knowing that there is such delicious food in the world, but still eating some dregs, who can avoid anorexia?"
The other guests at the scene were amused by Gu Yi'an's patchwork dialect. Cao Wanrou also laughed along with everyone and shook her head gently, like a good sister who dotes on her younger sister.
The guests got busy one after another, and the barrage at this moment became excited when they saw their favorite idols washing their hands and making soup.
[I didn’t expect to see Actor Bai cooking in an apron in my lifetime. He’s so handsome]
[I don’t believe he can really do it. I guess putting on the apron is the only step he can contribute. ]
[Hahaha, there is no doubt that you are a real fan upstairs. I would like to thank you for your understanding of Bai Baiyingdi. ]
[Don’t mention it, Actor Bai and his friend are so in tune with each other that I can’t help but want to eat candy. ]
[Upstairs, don’t be too outrageous. ]
[Hehe, doing anything will only make my nutrition balanced. ]
[Fuck, look at that woman! ]
Zhang Lele at the scene also noticed Gu Yi'an's movements at this time, and saw that Gu Yi'an had simply tied a ponytail, wearing a black long-sleeved T-shirt on the upper body, and military green overalls on the lower body. He was dressed neatly, with his back straight and standing on the gas stove. forward.
She was concentrating on making the egg fried rice in front of her. With a slight shake, the rice grains were clearly spinning in the air, as if in slow motion, and fully mixed with the egg liquid. The fire from the gas stove seemed to be rubbing from the pot. It rises suddenly and disappears in an instant.
And Gu Yian and her egg fried rice seemed to be coated with a layer of gold.
Zhang Lele opened her mouth in surprise and couldn't help shouting: "Sister, sister, look, I see the living little master of China."
Everyone followed Zhang Lele's line of sight and saw Gu Yian dividing the egg fried rice into two portions. One was the size of a normal plate, and the other was served in a large soup pot that seemed to be used in restaurants to hold pimple soup and the like. Filled a soup basin.
Gu Yian put the plate in the designated place by the program crew, found a place by himself, picked up the spoon and ate the egg fried rice he made without politeness.
The food he ate in the morning had long been digested. Now that he finally ate, Gu Yian narrowed his eyes in enjoyment and ate immersedly for a while, when he suddenly heard the sound of swallowing saliva.
Gu Yian looked up at Zhang Lele, who was standing in front of him and staring at the egg fried rice, and moved the egg fried rice.
Zhang Lele: "..." This sister doesn't play by the rules. Shouldn't she ask me if I want to eat at this time?
Seeing that the egg fried rice was decreasing rapidly, Zhang Lele became anxious: "Sister Gu, is the egg fried rice delicious?"
Gu Yian looked up in his busy schedule and said seriously: "It's not delicious."
Zhang Lele: "..." I am a child, not a stupid kid. I can smell the fragrance, okay?
