Mr. Lu, how about divorce today?

Le Zhao bent his lips with a smile, nodded and replied: "yes, I wish you are an expert. But I don't have the martial arts of Huang Rong's ancestors. I just thought about it a little and improved it a little. "

Since Zhu Meng knows the original work, she must also know how to make Huang Rong's dish. Le Zhao thinks it's necessary to explain: "Huang Rong's dish is to smash a whole ham into a small hole, cut into a ball of tofu and steam it. It's too complicated and wasteful. I'm more pragmatic. I want to make a dish so that others can learn to do it easily. "

Le Zhao doesn't have such a big face. In order to make a dish, she asks the program team to waste things. Her cooking style is always like this. When she makes a tutorial video online, there are often fans who follow her to "hand in their homework.".

Every time she sees others using her prescription to enjoy the happiness of food, she feels happy. This is one of the driving forces for her to persist as a food blogger.

Su bingxia didn't say anything. The smile on her face seemed to be the winner. Can a home cooked dish compare with a five-star chef in a hotel?

Zhu Meng looked at the dish that Yue had made. The thin slices of ham were sandwiched between the tender tofu like snow. She looked at it with a little flattery, red and white contrast, which was very interesting.

He was very interested in having a taste of it and said with a smile, "when I watched the biography of Shooting Heroes, I rented a book from a bookstore and secretly hid in the quilt for fear that my family would find it. I'm so absorbed in it. I often see these dishes cooked by Huang Rong in the middle of the night. The greedy insects in my stomach are killing me. Today, I would like to thank my teacher for giving me a chance to realize my childhood dream. "

Zhu Meng is a good talker and deserves to be born in a talk show.

Sheng Zuzu didn't say anything, but he still wanted her to help Le Zhao lose.

But just looking at the style of these two dishes, I feel Su bingxia has won.

Su bingxia's dish is the standard of the five-star hotel's high-end restaurant, while Le Zhao's dish is as simple as home cooking.

Sheng gently dug a piece with a spoon, tasted a small mouthful, the taste of ham has been immersed in the tender tofu, she noticed that Le Zhao does not seem to be free to smoke or soy sauce seasoning, the aroma of onion and garlic after a splash of hot oil, mixed into the water steamed tofu.

Sheng lightly's vision subconsciously falls on Le Zhao's body. Standing there, she can't see her expression. She can see that her body posture is very calm.

In his early years, Sheng Qingwen studied performance and took body language lessons, and he did well.

She thought, maybe Le Zhao was calm after su bingxia. Su bingxia is obviously determined to win.

Le Zhao also thought that way. She tried hard, but the result was not up to her to decide. She picked up the material and managed the stage easily.

"Teacher

Cameraman, give her a low cry, it's still shooting, how do you start to clean up the table?

Le Zhao didn't hear the cameraman's warning, but she quickly cleared the table. In the process of cooking, the cooking table is very neat.

She raised her head, across the headgear, and felt that a vision fell on her body. She followed that vision and saw the figure standing behind the crowd. The tall man was tall and upright.

He's there. Did he watch the whole thing? Originally thought that he had left, Yue Zhao's heart was sweet and warm.

Le Zhao tilted his head because he was wearing a headgear and couldn't see his expression.

Lu Fei looked at her quietly. He was wearing a mask. Yue Zhao didn't know his expression at the moment, but he could feel the change of his eyes, soft as the wind, brushing his face slowly.

It felt like a plant, growing vigorously on the tip of his heart.

……

At the end of the vote, director Zhizhi announced the result.

Wearing a work card, the little girl walks to the camera. She holds the card with the result written on it. Her nails leave deep marks on it, and she has a decent smile on her face. "This cooking show, what's more popular is the crispy truffle foie gras chicken broth. Congratulations to Miss Su! The vegetable teacher worked hard, and both teachers worked hard. "

Su bingxia, who is on camera, smiles and shows humility: "thank you for your support. Making delicious dishes and bringing you happiness has always been my purpose in making videos. This time, it's just a small contest, friendship first, competition second, isn't it, teacher? The teacher admitted

Inexplicably, the dish teacher Le Zhao rolled his eyes across the Headcover.

You are the one who wants to win. You are still here.

The recording is over. Let's breathe a sigh of relief. She doesn't expect to come back in the next issue. It should be someone else. I don't have to face Su bingxia, which is very good.

When Su bingxia goes to thank the director, Le Zhao quietly helps the hotel staff to clean up the food on the stage.

This hot spring hotel is quite special. Maybe because of the serious aging of this country, two grannies came to help, one with silver hair, but they are very capable.

This makes Le Zhao think of her grandmother and unconsciously go forward to help her.

Help to take the heaviest box, directly in my arms.After passing through the crowd, Lu bandit came directly, and Le Zhao said hello to him: "you wait for me for a moment, I will..."

Without saying that, Lu bandit directly took the things in her arms and said, "where to move?"

Le Zhao was a little dazed and blurted out: "the back kitchen."

"You lead the way."

Le Zhao quickened his pace for a while. After a few steps, he felt that he didn't consider him and slowed down.

Through the corridor of the hotel, the sun is shining on Lu bandit's body. Her face is as beautiful as jade. She is so beautiful that she thinks that this is her husband.

Put down the things, Le Zhao immediately presents the disinfectant tissue. Lu went directly to the sink to wash his hands. She was a little distressed to see that he had washed it three times.

He didn't want her to work hard to overcome his cleanliness.

Lu bandit took Le Zhao's disinfectant wipes and looked back to see the doll's big head standing beside him, drooping. To tell you the truth, he was still not quite used to her.

"Not hot?" He raised his hand and took off her hood.

Le Zhao's face is full of light water, white and pink.

"Wash your face." The man ordered.

Le Zhao does it obediently. It's much more comfortable to clean it after washing.

Leaning towards the landing bandit, Le Zhao pursed her lips slightly. Lu bandit looked at her with low eyes. Le Zhao was a little confused. "You asked me to wash my face, didn't you mean to kiss me?"

The bandit Lu chuckled. He was just afraid that she would be hot and dizzy.

But he didn't say anything, put his arms around her, kiss her deeply and satisfy her.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Le Zhao realized that it was not right now and stepped back in a hurry. After saying hello to the staff of the hotel, Le Zhao quickly left the kitchen.

"Go to your room and wait for me first. I'll say hello to Director Chen."