Chapter 242
Shen introspected and returned.

Not to mention stealing his wife, he didn't even get a word of care from his wife in this operation!

Fu Qing shook her head inwardly when she saw his distraught appearance.

Not so, not so!
Isn't it because he failed to beat Xiang Meng in tea art?
That's normal. A person like Xiang Meng rarely finds a match in the entertainment industry. It's not ashamed to suffer a little under her hands.

However, he was not such a winking person, and he didn't want to give the impression that he was deliberately fighting, so he handed Shen Zixing the knife for cutting leeks.

No matter how bad the emotions are, it's good to let them out. Shen Zixue needs to vent!
Fu Qing used her life-long ability to observe words and emotions and said, "Mr. Shen, are you going to cut? I'm going to tie you up?"

Shen Zixing glared at Fu Qing angrily, and Fu Qingfu added in her heart: "I think Mr. Chen is also cutting over there."

What do you need to say?
I can see it.

Shen Zixing took the knife angrily, then squatted down to cut the leeks, working hard without complaint.

Although I can't talk to my wife, doing the same job as her is considered a husband and wife.

I just don't know which genius thought of this project.

Tired, choking and aggrieved, he felt that he would not eat leeks for at least two years.

This flag did not persist for two hours and directly declared failure.

Because everyone wasted too much time in the leek field and did not sell it, so naturally there would be no corresponding living expenses.

The program group asked the guests to cook leeks for lunch.

Shen Zixing wanted to cry but had no tears. The only consolation was that the guests could only rely on themselves and could not eat the meals prepared by other groups.

What does group mean?
After listening to the rules announced by the director team, Xiang Meng asked Fu Qing in disbelief.

"So, am I on your team?"

Before he could answer, Xiang Meng looked around at the real CPs in pairs and asked, "Can you cook?"

"will not."

"Then the two of us go out to drink the northwest wind?"

"sure."

"You can be a der!" This perverted program must be targeting her, she turned to Meng sideways, cast a sideways glance and reflected on herself.

She suspected that this rule was added by Shen introspection at the request of the program team.

But she didn't have evidence, and she didn't want to show an unreasonable attitude in front of Chen Chen, so she suppressed her discomfort and planned to solve the lunch problem first.

After grabbing a handful of leeks, the first dish Xiang Meng thought of was barbecue.

Barbecue should not require any technical content, just pay attention to the heat and cook the food.

Thinking of this, Xiang Meng went to the room, opened her huge suitcase, and then took out a multifunctional frying pan from it in front of the whole country.

Not to mention the audience, the director was shocked.

I've seen female artists stuff snacks in their suitcases, but I've never seen them bring pots directly. How much do you love food to think of bringing a pot with you?
Fu Qing was also surprised, but it was more of a surprise. He felt that lunch was settled, shit!
Compared with him, Xiang Meng's culinary skills can be said to be worse than his.

The leeks with water were thrown into the oiled pan, and they exploded, Xiang Meng and Fu Qing, who was waiting for lunch, were splashed with oil.

Dirty is secondary, being splashed with hot oil really hurts.

Fu Qing grinned and backed away, and after thinking about it, she pulled Xiang Meng again, telling her to get away from the crackling pot as well.

"Let's drink the northwest wind." Fu Qing kindly suggested.

Xiang Meng pursed her lips, and then heard a pleasant voice coming in. Xiang Meng immediately seemed to see the savior, and her eyes lit up!

It was Cen Shang, who asked, "Who wants to drink the northwest wind?"

(End of this chapter)

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