a lot of time

In order not to deviate from the purpose of the program, in the end the program team paid for a professional engraving master to engrave two new locks, one on the left and one on the right, and hang them next to the concentric lock with four names written on it.Of course, this is a later story. When the time was over, the four people from the program team took the task card issued by Xiao Guo and rushed to another location to do the next task.

The next task is to grill.The people who had been hungry and struggling for most of the day were already hungry. As soon as they reached the barbecue site, they consciously gathered around the barbecue pit, took out the ingredients purchased yesterday from their bags, and ready to show off their skills.

Then Ming Feng, the roughest man in the director's group, walked over with four red ropes in his hands, laughing, with a bit of embarrassment on his wretched expression, which sent chills down the spine of the four of them.

"Brother Feng, don't laugh," Concubine Wan carefully moved the grilled chicken wings into her arms, "If you want to eat chicken wings, Jiang Cheng can buy a lot of them, we promise not to ask you for money."

Mingfeng's naive smile became even more ferocious: "Mr. Wan, I don't want to eat chicken wings."

A bold bullet screen floated in the hearts of the other seven people present at the same time: Then why are you smiling so pervertedly?

"I'm here to deliver mission props to you on behalf of other people." Ming Feng scratched his head, and after turning the angle, he became a bit plain, "Everyone left in a hurry just now, and forgot this at the venue of the last mission. "Speaking, he distributed the red ropes to everyone.

After Shao Guanchao took the rope, he tried to twist it left and right, but he didn't find any mystery hidden in the rope for the time being, and he couldn't remember that the props were mentioned in the mission cards he had seen before.He turned his attention to Lu Panqing, who was the first to reach the summit: "Comrade Xiao Lu, do you still remember how the task card was written?"

Lu Panqing was also at a loss. In her impression, the word "red rope" was never mentioned on the task card.She shook her head and said to Shao Guanchao, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with the red rope."

Seeing that the four groups of guests had already received the red strings, Mingfeng announced: "Next, please invite the male guests to tie your left hands and the right hands of the female guests together."

Jiang Cheng's face darkened for a moment: "A two-person three-legged advanced version? How can they eat together if they are tied together?"

Ming Feng, who had already guessed that he would be so pissed off by Xiaobawang, pulled it out and took out a huge mission prompt board. The words "Work together" on it were bolded and enlarged in red. He pointed to these four words and said: "This The task is to test the tacit understanding of the CPs of each group! If you want to eat barbecue, please work hard to become more tacit understanding!"

Song Zexi, who tied the red string as early as Mingfeng finished his first sentence, commented leisurely: "I should have thought of it a long time ago. How could the director team allow us to eat barbecue so easily."

Ming Feng answered at the right time: "If you throw away the red string, it means you will automatically give up the mission, and you won't be able to eat this barbecue."

Jiang Cheng, who was about to knead the red rope into a ball and throw it away, had no choice but to re-stretch the rope resentfully. He raised his left hand flat and pressed against Concubine Wan's right hand, and twisted the rope around his wrist for a few times. An unsightly knot was tied in the depression.

In order to have the long-awaited lunch, the other groups also actively responded to the call of the director group and tied up their hands.Song Zexi asked Ming Feng, "Can we have barbecue now?"

Ming Feng nodded, then pulled out another KT board and pointed to the indicators on it, and said to everyone: "You all need to work together to complete the designated dishes of honey grilled chicken wings, salt-baked prawns, cumin squid, and garlic lettuce. It should be roasted in the order of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. If you cook the first four dishes, you will get [-] points. If you do not grill according to the prescribed order, you will be deducted [-] points for the wrong color. The points will be awarded by the director after the meal. Unified announcement."

Before Jiang Cheng could complain, Pang Yisheng's face wrinkled: "Have the director team been watching the Happy Seven Fairies recently? Why do they arrange them according to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple when eating a barbecue?"

Ming Feng pretended not to hear, and walked towards the camera with a KT version in one hand, while cheering up everyone: "Teachers, come on, it's agreed that I will have a share of the grilled chicken wings."

Lu Panqing resentfully took out a raw chicken wing from the plastic bag and slapped it on the cutting board. When he wanted to reach for the kitchen knife, he felt that his strength was sealed by the red string. He was so heavy that he couldn't do anything, so he had to give up. The kitchen knife, the mouth gun commanded from the air: "Sprinkle him with more mustard powder, and then brush with chili oil." Let him know what it means to burst into a mountain full of chrysanthemums.

After the two hands are tied together, it means that many things can only be operated in a single line, not to mention that Shao Guanchao himself is really incompetent in cooking, Lu Panqing can only rely on him to take the ingredients out of the bag and pass them to him.

"My God, this is black pepper, not sugar!" After picking up the wrong seasoning for the sixth time, Lu Panqing finally chose to give up the kitchen knowledge of saving her partner. She stretched out her left hand and dragged the ingredients to her side, and took out the sugar The performance of opening the lid with one hand and sprinkling sugar on the jar, the chic and smooth movements attracted the clapping and applause of Xiao Pang next door.

Pang Yisheng looked at Lu Panqing with bright eyes and said, "Panqing, you are so handsome."

The stunt that has been practiced for a long time finally came in handy, Lu Panqing raised the corners of her lips proudly, and wanted to reply with a few words of modesty, but saw Ji Rong holding a honey cream brush and a table knife in one hand on the next table With several tools, the ingredients are processed quickly and methodically with one hand, and the posture is elegant as if they are not imprisoned.

Seeing Lu Panqing's straight eyes, Pang Yisheng smiled embarrassedly, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Ji said that he can do it alone, and girls should not go near places with so much oily smoke."

The gap between people is really huge.Lu Panqing looked at the film king who was still clumsily skewering the barbecue on his side. Although the man was staring at the bamboo sticks almost cross-eyed, he still couldn't skewer a few pieces of mutton neatly. He sighed resignedly and lowered his head to chop. Meat.

In fact, Shao Guanchao, who had been peeking at the movement here from the corner of his eye, was not happy anymore. He felt that his partner underestimated his image too much, so he went to get the kitchen knife in Lu Panqing's hand: "You should rest too, and you can command I do."

"You can?" Lu Panqing was very skeptical that this person who couldn't tell the difference between black pepper and sugar could complete all the kitchen challenges independently, "It's okay to miss a meal, I'm afraid there may be some kitchen accidents here."

"...No way," Shao Guanchao took a deep breath and forced out a kind smile, "I've been in the kitchen before anyway."

"We all know this, mapo tofu with coriander," Song Zexi, who didn't cooperate well with Dong Ge, had a hard time, raised his head and chatted with friends from the opposite two groups with a smile, "the taste is not bad, which shows that our view Brother has this talent."

Although it is not something to be happy to be praised by Song Zexi, a person who has eaten bugs in the show, "the taste is not bad", Shao Guanchao still managed to gain control of the kitchen knife.Under Lu Panqing's command, he completed the steps one by one, and he looked quite decent.

At first, Pang Yisheng was still thinking about the new melodies that popped up in her head on the way up the mountain, but suddenly she heard the sound of chopping vegetables stopped, and the sudden silence made her pull away from her thoughts. He looked sideways at Ji Rong.

Ji Rong has already started to skewer the chopped vegetables onto the bamboo skewers.There is nothing wrong with this step. He himself has used the mathematical ability of the master of finance to control the distance between each section quite evenly. But what makes Pang Yisheng awe-inspiring is that this person is actually paying attention to the next door. complete this series of actions.

Yes, Ji Rong himself stared straight at Shao Guanchao, who was frowning and chopping vegetables next door, and the worry hidden in his eyes was vaguely felt by Pang Yisheng, a man of temperament who has sung love songs for many years.

Shao Guanchao didn't sing love songs, and was separated by an oven and an aisle, so he was naturally unaware of Lao Ji's worries next door.At this moment, he was meticulously following Lu Panqing's instructions and concentrating on cutting the cauliflower in his hand. The sweat from his forehead slid down the bridge of his nose to his chin.

One cut, two cuts, three cuts... Shao Guanchao was counting the number of cuts, while secretly admiring the fruits of his labor. After the first few cuts, he actually cut them quite nicely. He thought he must ask He Zeng before placing the order. Minus to take pictures with a mobile phone to leave a note.

"Okay, after the last cut, put the chopped vegetables together and put them on the bamboo sticks." Lu Panqing visually checked the number of chopped cauliflowers, and interrupted Shao Guanchao to continue to waste food.

Shao Guanchao responded with "Yes" and prepared to cut the last knife. He was about to happily announce that a new generation of Chinese masters was about to be born. The other hand slipped away.

"Xiao Shui, be careful!" Ji Rong's pupils shrank, he dropped the dishes in his hands and strode towards the table next to him, restrained by the red rope, Pang Yisheng also walked this way uncontrollably.

When Ji Rong rushed to Shao Guanchao, he realized it was a false alarm.The opponent's hand happened to stagger the knife, and it was not affected at all.

The man turned his head happily and showed off to the manager on the sidelines: "Come and see, Lao He, I cut this dish really well." While talking, Shao Guanchao turned his head and saw Ji Rong and Pang Yisheng who suddenly appeared , and said in surprise: "Why did you two come here?"

It's fine.Ji Rong let out a long breath, and felt his heart beating too fast. He slightly adjusted his breathing and said to Shao Guanchao, "It's okay. I thought the stove in your group was on fire, so I ran over to take a look."

Lu Panqing looked at the stove that wasn't firing at all, and cast a contemptuous glance at Ji Rong who was obviously looking for a bad excuse, and didn't say anything out of shame.

However, Shao Guanchao really believed it. He said "uh" and concluded his evaluation: "Barbecuing in the wild requires a little attention, and you should also be careful."

Xiao Shui is concerned about me.Ji Rong's eyes became more and more gentle: "Okay, I will be careful."

What Shao Guanchao didn't know was that because of his dangerous move today, he would be banned from entering the kitchen for decades to come.

The author has something to say:

Be nervous, Mr. Zhang Ji!

Maybe tomorrow, but of course whether I do or not depends on when I finish the materials to be handed in next week... _(:з」∠)_