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Jiang Mingzhu avoided the probing eyes of the guests, turned around and came outside the residence, stood under an old poplar tree, and made a phone call.

Her expression was always solemn, even cold.

After three rings, the phone was connected, and a respectful voice came from the other end, calling Miss.

"We got the information about those passengers, right?" Jiang Mingzhu's tone was affirmative.

"Yes, what do you want to do next?" the person on the other end said respectfully.

How to do?

Jiang Mingzhu squeezed out a sneer from her throat.

"I was embarrassed in front of a national audience and laughed at by everyone... What do you think we should do with them?"

**

This lunch was eaten at the wrong time.

Although the task was not completed, I was not punished by the director and my stomach was full.

Jiang Mingzhu thought about it and realized it shouldn't be a loss.

At this moment, Jiang Mingzhu, who had returned to the group of guests, had completely forgotten the six yuan she had thrown out. No. Six million.

All the guests stood nervously in the courtyard of the village brigade.

Yes, they are back here again.

There were five villagers with unfamiliar faces, four women and one man.

——The people sitting on the stools changed again.

I don't know if they were secretly brainwashed by the director, but the five guests sat on the stools without a smile, and invisible pressure oozed from everyone's body.

Looking at this posture, even the guests who participated in two episodes of the show felt a little pressured.

Jiang Tianqiong made a joke in a lively manner.

The next second, the five directors all stared at him. There was no smile on the five faces with different faces.

Andy patted him on the shoulder with a sad face: "Don't talk if you have nothing to do. Don't you see that our judges are all serious people? Don't be cunning in front of the judges."

The villagers in this land are humorous and cheerful at heart. If the director hadn't told them not to laugh, the whole yard would have turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Especially when Andy interrupted him, a judge sitting in the middle almost failed.

Another judge next to him saw the right opportunity and quietly twisted his waist.

While the guests were not looking, the judges who were twisted quickly stopped the smile on their lips and became serious.

But there was a vague look of pain on his stiff face.

[Judge: This job is too difficult! 】

[I thought I clicked on the wrong live broadcast room... Is it so scary? 】

[Hahahaha, what a funny joke. Wait, the judges are not laughing at all. 】

[Judge: indifference.jpg]

[But the more this happens, the funnier it becomes...]

[I guess it was the director’s instruction. I don’t know what kind of trick this show is going to be, it’s very sneaky. 】

[I was a little nervous watching it, as I felt that the guests would be KOed by the director. 】

Although it was afternoon, the lowest temperature in the surrounding area reached below zero. The judges were all wrapped in thick military coats, and the hot breath turned into a vast white mist.

The entire scene was like a large-scale collective atomization scene.

The director took the task card and began to read the tasks on it. He was wearing thick leather gloves, but he still felt the biting cold wrapped around his fingers, almost freezing.

"Huh..." The director stood on the spot and stomped his feet slightly, and read aloud with great emotion: "After the guests arrived in Dongli Township, they enjoyed the warm reception from the residents of Dongli Township. As a polite person from afar, Guests, how can the guests accept the kindness of the villagers in vain? In return, each group of guests needs to cook a meal for the judges in front of them, so that the villagers of Dongli Township can feel the gratitude of the guests."

"It turns out that the next task is to cook..."

Bai Dan whispered, thinking that the director would give some hell-level tasks.

That's it?

Leng Qingqing came over and whispered in her ear in a low voice: "It will definitely not be that simple."

Bai Dan clasped his hands together: "As long as you don't let me do the Manchu Banquet, I can manage everything else... Do you think the director is really that crazy?"

"Maybe it will happen." Leng Qingqing tilted her head and thought for a while before replying.

Bai Dan suddenly withered. "do not……"

According to the program process, the next step is for the guests to select the judges.

Afterwards, the jury will give guest tasks.

The guests were shocked when they heard this, and Bai Danyou was hopeless.

"Isn't it enough to just cook?"

Cooking is of course a good choice for the guests. Except for the Jiang brothers and sisters, it is no problem for the guests to cook a little.

If it doesn't work, I'll boil a pot of water to cook noodles, or heat a pot of oil to fry an egg.

Especially when it's so cold outside.

Even if they set up several large pots for cooking in the yard, everyone would still be warm when huddled together.

In this world of ice and snow, no one wants to go out and suffer.

The director had a mysterious smile on his face.

"Cooking is just the most basic. It is up to the judges to decide what dishes the guests need to cook. Considering that some of the guests have never been exposed to cooking, the director team decided to provide the guests with food after discussion. A privilege.”

"What privilege?" Jiang Mingzhu, who was cueed by the director a second ago, immediately perked up her ears.

The director said meaningfully: "This privilege is that all guests can learn the dishes they do not know through mobile phone videos."

Everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief, except for his expression, which remained unchanged and deserted.

However, the director has not yet finished his words: "But the guests need to play games to get the time to watch the video."

Leng Qingqing heard Bai Dan mutter: "As expected, I am an old fox, I know it's not that easy."

It's already difficult as it sounds.

The game was quite simple. Following the director's instructions, two staff members wrapped in thick down jackets quickly moved a huge roulette wheel that was half a person's height from outside the yard.

The cells on the roulette wheel are not marked with specific rewards, but with time.

Three minutes, two minutes, one minute, thirty seconds, fifteen seconds, ten seconds, one second...

"Only three minutes at most?! This is too stingy."

The director's search once again caused dissatisfaction among all the guests.

What if the judges order a very difficult dish? Watching an unedited cooking video on a certain website lasts more than five minutes, right?

The director became angry with embarrassment and coughed twice: "Ahem, guests, hurry up and guess the game, the sun is going to set soon! It's still grinding."

It's still early before the sun sets.

But in winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and it gets dark after 5 pm. Doing tasks then is not as convenient as during the day.

In short, the guests gathered around despite their reluctance.

Jiang Mingzhu once again quarreled over who would guess the game between herself and her brother.