"You hurry up and deal with those raw materials first, the speed must be fast, and as for the stew, leave it to me. ”

Zhang Ping glanced at the ingredients around him, if you only know how to retreat in the face of difficulties and refuse to take a step forward, then you will never succeed, don't talk too absolutely about everything, how do you know that you won't succeed if you don't try?

But even at this tense juncture, there are still people who can't help but want to come forward and make trouble, this kind of excessive behavior, if it weren't for so many reporters at the conference staring, people can't help but want to beat him up.

"You are young, can you not slap your swollen face and become fat, is this something that you can solve by bragging?"

Yuan Cheng said that the old god was there, he felt that this matter was impossible to complete at all, the Buddha jumped over the wall, if there was not enough heat, not only the food could not stand it, but the smell was fishy and smelly.

As a chef, if he doesn't even finish the dishes in the end, then he is not qualified to be a chef at all, and in front of so many reporters and media today, if he really does it, it will be a sign to smash himself.

It's better to do nothing now, you can save your face, and when the outside media asks, it can also be said that this is an impossible thing, after all, people who know cooking know that the heat is everything.

"That's better than you who don't do anything, do you think that if you sit here and wait, pie will fall from the sky, and it will be so impartial to smash on your head?"

Zhang Ping asked rhetorically.

His words angered Yuan Cheng.

"What kind of thing are you, you've only been cooking for a few years, how many pounds and taels do you have?" Yuan Cheng felt that his dignity had been insulted, and he immediately retorted angrily.

Just when everyone thought that Zhang Ping would be angry, who knew that he just smiled indifferently, and then replied seriously, "When I walked the rivers and lakes, your ancestor might still wear open crotch pants!"

"What the fuck are you...... Ahh

Before the man's words were finished, Zhang Ping directly punched him in the chin, knocking him all over.

He fell to the ground, looking around with a somewhat helpless look, he wondered if he was hallucinating, this kid dared to do something to him in broad daylight.

If it weren't for the pain on his jaw, he really suspected that it was his own delusion.

"Find a rope and tie him to me!"

Zhang Ping said lightly.

Luo Feng took the lead, Jasmine assisted, and the three of them tied him up with three times and five divided by two.

may have thought he was noisy, and stuffed a white rag into his mouth, now the environment is finally quiet, and it can be regarded as playing a role in killing chickens and monkeys, at least the two people who support Yuan Cheng don't dare to force it anymore.

Zhang Ping plucked out his ears, and sure enough, he should follow the rule in his heart from the beginning, and try not to beep as much as he can.

The more you give him face, the more he feels like he has a face.

As for the surrounding flashes, Zhang Ping doesn't care!

"Now if you don't have any opinions, let's get started, after all, it's an hour, because we've wasted five minutes with this bastard. ”

"Okay, I'll start cleaning the raw materials!"

"Wait for me to boil the oil!"

"I'll get everything I need to prepare. ”

Zhang Ping doesn't say anything now, but at least half of the people listen to his opinion.

Everyone is like a hard-working bee starting to get busy, compared to the messy porridge next door, their side is obviously much more harmonious, except for Yuan Cheng, who is tied up in the corner, unable to move, and can't even speak, they are quite harmonious here.

At least Zhang Ping thinks so, as long as there is a grain of mouse feces missing from this pot of porridge, it will still be a perfect pot of porridge.

It's just that if you want to do this Buddha jumping over the wall in a short period of time, you really have to use some brains, otherwise when these guys are washed and done, it will take twenty minutes to say anything, and he only has more than half an hour, and he must hurry up all the time.

Zhang Ping doesn't plan to make a semi-finished product, he wants to make a real Buddha jumping over the wall.

With sharp eyes on the media, they immediately captured this "orderly" team, which is much better than other chaotic and inextricable ones.

Although there seems to be infighting among them, and one poor cook was even tied up and left aside, the rest of the people are very sloppy in their work.

"Hello audience friends, it's 8:05 p.m., and the game has officially begun, I don't know if there is a team in these ten groups of games that everyone is looking forward to, but there is a team, I am really optimistic about it......"

The reporter took a microphone and said quietly, because this is a live broadcast, so all the viewers who watch this station can see all the environments in the game.

Zhang Ping's actions quickly attracted everyone's attention, and I saw him sitting on a chair, lying very lazily, directing the big guy in the most comfortable posture, assigning everyone's work, and he himself was like a lazy cat, lying on the chair, without moving his fingers.

In stark contrast to him, Yuan Cheng, who was tied up in a big way, shrunk in the corner, and couldn't even speak, that guy now had tears in his eyes, and he regretted his rude actions just now.

The bitter fruit brought over now can only be borne by oneself slowly.

He can be regarded as having discovered a truth now, he can't do it sideways with the young man in front of him at all, and he can't get people at all.

Under Zhang Ping's methodical command, the work that would have taken an hour to clean up was completed in less than 20 minutes.

At this time, Zhang Ping also stood up from his chair, stretched his waist, and attracted all the things of everyone at once.

Because of his strange behavior here, those spectators, those reporters and even those referees all noticed the situation here.

"We've got everything in order, as fast as we can, but now we only have thirty minutes left in the game, and even if we throw it all into the lava, we won't be able to get it right. ”

Jasmine has been busy from the beginning, to now she has no confidence, she suddenly felt that after she was empty, her heart was so panicked, in fact, she also knew that in a short period of time, it was impossible to do a good job of Buddha jumping over the wall.

What's more, the Buddha jumped over the wall such a complex process, and a large group of people here had little contact with it before.

This is a huge problem for them, everyone wants to stay on this field for a few more moments, but the reality is so cruel, maybe after the game, they may be like the previous eliminated people, go home with a disgraced face, in front of their parents and fellow villagers, they can't even raise their heads. I want to talk about "I Have a Food Hall" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~