Chapter 8
【wc hahahahaha】

[Laughing to death, it looks really rich. 】

[Yes, very original hahahaha. 】

[Hahahahaha has to be the director. 】

[The moment everyone opened it, everyone's expressions were absolutely shocked, hahahaha. 】

Among them, the one who reacted the most must be Du Zhuoyu who was clutching the white cloth tightly.

I saw Du Zhuoyu looking at the pile of various ingredients on the dining car with a dull expression.

That's really unprocessed deliciousness.

Looking at the different expressions of the crowd, the director smiled triumphantly.

"Because everyone has different tastes, the program team was afraid that everyone would not eat well, so they came up with such countermeasures.
——Give all the ingredients to everyone, let everyone make it, and also enhance mutual understanding. "

The crowd kept wailing, they were usually busy making announcements, and would eat takeaway when they were hungry, how could they have time to cook?
Amidst the wailing, Shu Yao stood up first, walked steadily in front of the dining car, and began to pick up the ingredients slowly.

Du Zhuoyu saw Shu Yao skillfully picking up the ingredients.

A glimmer of hope ignited in my heart, and I asked with some awe of the chef:

"can you cook?"

Shu Yao picked up another potato, glanced at Du Zhuoyu blankly, and uttered disillusioning words in Du Zhuoyu's expectant eyes:
"will not."

In the past, the housekeeper prepared it for her, and she was only responsible for eating happily.

Du Zhuoyu froze instantly as if cold water had been poured on him.

But seeing that Shu Yao was still picking up the ingredients, Du Zhuoyu asked a little bit unwillingly:
"Then you still choose so seriously?"

Shu Yao raised his eyebrows, "Didn't the director say that the ingredients can be picked casually? Can't you pick the ingredients if you don't know how to cook?"

Anyway, it won't happen anymore, and it won't delay her eating if she chooses, so she can't choose some ingredients she likes.

Du Zhuoyu fell into deep thought, as if this was the case.

[Hahahahaha the moment that young lady stood up, I thought she could cook, but I was overthinking it. 】

[Hahahaha Miss Sister: I can’t do it but I can choose. 】

[Who is this young lady? !I am a dog, I can! 】

[I want to know all the information about this young lady within 1 minute! 】

After confirming everything, no one knows how to cook.

But led by Shu Yao, inexplicably, a group of people began to gather around the dining car and began to seriously stir up the ingredients.

Form a strange but somewhat reasonable picture.

Ji Siyuan stood aside and did not move over.

Looking at Shu Yao who was surrounded in the center, Ji Siyuan held her breath inexplicably.

Why did she, Shu Yao, get so many people's attention?

"Xiaoyuan." Yang Ziming noticed Ji Siyuan standing aside, "Aren't you here to pick out some ingredients?"

When Ji Siyuan saw someone calling her, the slight unhappiness in her heart that was ignored by others faded away a lot.

Some shyly followed the crowd around the dining car and began to choose ingredients.

After discussion, everyone decided to cook their own ingredients.

Among them, there is also the fear of food poisoning caused by other people eating the things they cook.

It was a bit crowded for six people to squeeze into the kitchen at once, so Shu Yao silently took an electric frying pan and walked out of the kitchen.

Pulled up a chair and sat at a table next to the plug.

Turn on the electric cooking pot, and after the water boils, put all the ingredients you brought over into the pot.

It should be steamed, it should be boiled.

After finishing everything, Shu Yao rested leisurely on the small chair.

It was in stark contrast to the busy crowd in the kitchen.

It has nothing to do with her to perfectly interpret what is called world disturbance.

(End of this chapter)

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