After being scolded by Gong Yuan, Chen Nong's anger deepened, and there was a little contempt in his eyes.

After glancing up and down at her delicate figure again, he snorted and didn't speak:

"It's clear that you didn't obey our arrangement."

Yo, that's interesting.

All the staff who were busy and outside looked over.

Who obeys whom?

Guo Shuhua also stood up and asked him, "Can you still shoot?" ”

When you sign a contract, everything is clearly written.

Are you going to be a demon with him now?

After all, Chen Nong is not a naïve and stupid person like Jin Mingming, so he quickly put on a smiling face:

"Hey, what I'm talking about is that our restaurant has rules, and there is a fixed number of ducks to catch every day. I've caught enough today, and besides, the kind of one they caught is not yet elder, and it's not suitable for cooking. ”

On the official stage, if you say that you can blow it for 30 years, not to mention that it can make their restaurant famous throughout the country, you can't lose this opportunity.

With such an idea, Chen Nong temporarily pressed the awkwardness in his heart.

Song Bangyue thought that she would not mistake the old duck and the young duck, but since the other party said so, she didn't bother to reason with him.

"Then I'll put it back."

Anyway, the footage of catching ducks has already been filmed, and there is no need for these ducks.

Who knew that Chen Nong jumped over like a burning butt, "Don't put it back, these ducks can't be used!" ”

What does it mean?

Gong Yuan glared at him, "Why can't the ducks we caught be usable?" And didn't you take it or what? ”

Chen Nong smiled awkwardly and snatched the duck, "Anyway, we are a little particular about this business, you don't understand." ”

Gong Yuan rolled her eyes, and hugged her arms disdainfully, as if looking at a clown jumping beam, "Poor and poor, it's really good." ”

Chen Nong frowned, deciding the overall situation in the end.

After changing his hand, he gave the two ducks to his apprentice, "Okay, take it back and cook it for your mother." ”

Good duck, still such a good old duck, it's a pity.

Song Bangyue looked at him deeply, hooked the corners of her mouth sarcastically, and didn't say anything.

When filming, this old chef, who is nearly half a hundred years old, has a bit of a posture.

"I'm fifty-one years old, but I've been a hemp duck for forty years."

Under the camera, Gong Yuan showed surprise at the right time, "You are only fifty-one years old, that is, you will be a duck at the age of eleven?" ”

Short and fat men are associated with being ducks, which is quite destructive to illusions.

As soon as these words came out, Song Bangyue and other bloggers almost couldn't hold back their laughter.

The staff laughed unceremoniously.

Chen Nong didn't hear the words, but nodded proudly, "I started at the age of eleven, and I followed my father to catch ducks at the age of four or five, and at that time, the ducks were taller than me." ”

Gong Yuan looked at his figure and nodded affirmatively.

At this height, he was certainly not as tall as a duck at the age of four.

Originally, the shooting would go very smoothly according to the script, but there was a problem in the final PK link.

"Where's my pot?"

Song Bangyue looked at the staff.

There are many ways to eat duck, so this time the program team decided to do it separately from Xia Mingqing.

But her pot stove was not prepared at all.

The staff looked at Guo Shuhua.

Guo Shuhua directly slapped the script in front of Chen Nong and asked him, "What the hell do you want to do?" ”

Chen Nong pretended to be panicked and explained, "This, this, this...... I thought that these bloggers would just cook a dish, so they only prepared a set of kitchen utensils and a stove. ”

It seems to have forgotten.

How could this little trick fool Guo Shuhua's eyes, "Prepare another set for me immediately!" ”

In his irritable eyes, Chen Nong swallowed his saliva, "It's a meal now, and there are no extra kitchen utensils." ”

Syllable.

Guo Shuhua grabbed the script into an old pickle, "Then shoot the shots of Bang Yue and Ming and Qing first, and you wait for me!" ”

A cook, and he picked him up Guo Shuhua is here!

Song Bangyue walked directly to the pot stove prepared by Chen Nong.

"Don't touch my knives!"

The middle-aged man seemed to have his ancestral grave dug up, and he actually pushed it directly.

Song Bangyue hurriedly got out of the way.

It was like a ball of meat that had hit the chopping board.

Chen Nong's apprentice finally couldn't stand it anymore, "How can you be a woman who can touch our chef's knives?" ”

"That is, when a woman touches a knife, the knife becomes dull; If you touch the cutting board, the cutting board will become moldy; If you touch the pot, the pot will rust! ”

"It's really unlucky, how can a good show make a woman cook?"

"I still have to bleed every month, which is the dirtiest."

This speech was not one or two, not to mention the women present, but Qiu Yi and the others were stunned.

This is not a century-old restaurant, but a cult, right?

Mu Xuxu's fist was clenched and rattled, there was something dirty, and he wanted to drive away evil spirits!

Gong Yuan was stunned for a while, and then began to take a deep breath, and then take a deep breath, not comparing himself with the stupid fork.

"It's also a woman's bad luck, you came out of your mother's belly and you are a bad luck bag! Didn't you eat your mother's cooking when you were a child? ”

"If I were your mother, you wouldn't have a chance to come out, phew!"

gave birth to a son who dislikes himself, which is the most unlucky.

While the southern coastal provinces retain a considerable amount of tradition, the preference for sons is also relatively pronounced.

In many places, women are not allowed to be present when worshipping ancestors.

They had only seen these things on the Internet, but they didn't expect to encounter them at work!

Song Bangyue sneered, "Where does this mean that women are unlucky, but it's just to find some excuses to belittle women, so as to eliminate the possibility of women competing with them." ”

Since ancient times, the essence of male superiority and inferiority of women has been the same.

The limited means of production in society, coupled with the disadvantage of women in giving birth and raising children, naturally deprived of the means of production and thus deprived of various rights.

The long-standing concept has made them despise women from the bottom of their hearts, and many local women agree with this.

Her words seemed to touch the secret in the hearts of these men, and immediately an apprentice said:

"What can you women compete with us?"

This is very confident and shameless.

I don't want to think about it, the long-standing local concept, women can't learn this and that, where do they have the ability to compete with men?

Song Bangyue showed a cruel smile, "The frog at the bottom of the well is also worthy of Mochizuki?" It's just a duck, and I'm arrogant, so I'll compete with you in cooking! ”

Chen Nong immediately jumped to his feet, "What do you know?" Real chefs are specialists! ”

"Wrong, a real chef is a master of a hundred schools, and specialization is synonymous with waste." Song Bangyue raised her chin, "But you can only be ducks, so let's compare this." ”

Without waiting for Chen Nong to refute, she continued:

"It's just a meal, let's set up a ring in the lobby, invite the diners to taste it and vote on the spot, dare to compare?"

Guo Shuhua couldn't help frowning, why did the guests follow the chaos.

Seeing this, Zhao Yumei's eyes rolled, and she leaned into his ear and muttered, and soon Guo Shuhua turned into a laugh:

"That's it!"

In the cheering and eager eyes of the apprentices, Chen Nong gritted his teeth and agreed.

He wants everyone to know that it's okay for women to put up some fancy shelves on the Internet, but when it comes to the real kitchen, they can't compare to men at all!