"Eating and broadcasting? This is really new," the tall and thin man pushed his glasses and said, "Then she should be the most popular one in this, right?" Not to mention anything else as an anchor, the image is really good. ”

"It's a pity, we don't look at popularity in our competition," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "If the craftsmanship is not good, even if she is a heavenly immortal, don't want to be promoted from me." ”

"Let's take a look," Qian Jiayu's gaze lingered on the girl for a long time, "After all, she passed the audition with her strength, maybe there can really be a surprise?" ”

Since the last time I met Shen Jinchu in an old friend's store, Qian Jiayu has always remembered this little girl who knows a lot about food, after Zhang Chuanxu's trouble became a hot search, he also tried to find Shen Jinchu's information, but in vain, he thought that he would not have the opportunity to meet her again, but he didn't expect to see her at the cooking competition.

He thought of the Eight Immortals Tea, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook slightly.

I just don't know, what kind of surprise can she bring to them today?

On the field, all the chefs were cooking in full swing, but Shen Jinchu was concentrating on ...... Playing with mud.

After processing the chicken, Shen Jinchu poured a bag of soil into a large basin, added spring water and a little Huadiao wine, stirred it into a puree, and then she smeared it little by little on the boy chicken that had been wrapped in lotus leaves.

Her application technique is extremely gentle, and if you block what she is holding in her hands, you can even mistake people for making face masks.

[The hands of the female goose are beautiful when playing with mud. 】

[Don't touch the chicken, cub, touch me, QAQ]

[This is called a flower**? I've eaten at a restaurant, but it's the first time I've seen it when it's really muddy.]

[Yellow card warning in front, don't say chicken, civilized you, me and him (dog head)]

Shen Jinchu's movements were very neat, and it didn't take long for the slimy yellow mud to wrap the chicken whole, and after the round mud ball was completely formed, she took out a larger lotus leaf and wrapped it in the outermost layer of the chicken.

Next, it's time for the most important baking step.

Compared with the traditional charcoal grilling, the oven prepared by the program team is obviously much easier to use, after a long time of study, now Shen Jinchu can already use these kitchen utensils well, she adjusted the temperature, squatted in front of the oven, staring at the round big mud balls inside.

Every few minutes, she had to roast the mud ball at a different angle, and every time her little hand reached out to poke the mud ball, the hearts of the audience seemed to be poked as well, and they had poor self-control and were already holding everything they could hold and howling wildly.

"Whoa, I like this young lady so much!" A middle school student named Xiao Miao sat on the sofa, grabbing her mother's hand and shaking wildly, "Why is she so cute!" ”

While fiddling with the ball of yarn in her hand, my mother took the time to glare at her: "Didn't you just clamo to watch idol dramas?" Why are you watching it with me again now? ”

Xiao Miao pursed her lips: "Who knew that a cooking competition could have such a good-looking young lady?" If there is only a group of big men stir-frying, how boring would it be? I don't look at it. ”

"You children know how to look at faces, superficial," the mother looked at the white and tender little girl on the screen, and couldn't help but praise: "But this little girl is really handsome, white and clean, and it hurts." ”