As the host's topic changed, the screen also switched, and the shot was very clear. Basically, everyone's first choice was snails and foie gras, and some people were getting lobsters.
Expensive ingredients are always favored.
"Lobster." The host laughed and said, "The meat quality of lobster is also inferior to other things. What do you think, Mr. Gu?"
Gu Wu, a beautiful man who had been only watching Mo Bei's movement, closed his eyes at this moment, and smiled slowly: "What?"
"Mr. Gu is still distracted." The host shook his head: "It seems that the performance of the contestants is too attractive to Mr. Gu. Mr. Gu didn't even listen to the questions I asked."
Gu Wu smiled and said "Sorry."
The host was not obsessed with lobster, but changed the question: "What do Mr. Gu think about the selection of the contestants?"
"Ingredient resources are limited." Gu Wu's thinking was very clear: "Not every contestant can grab ingredients like foie gras truffles."
Here, Gu Wu's use of words is not inconsistent at all.
First of all, because the game has a time limit.
Secondly, the contestants all know that the ingredients are not unlimited.
Whoever gets it first, counts it as theirs.
This is why some people want to stand in front.
So when the scene cuts over, the scene really looks like someone is robbing vegetables in the vegetable market.
Everyone's ideal, of course, is foie gras and snails
After all, if it is exquisite and beautiful, these two are the first choice, and they are the most infallible.
If you can't get both, you can get one of them.
It's also part of the game.
A qualified chef sometimes needs to overcome what kind of cuisine he will make without the ingredients he is satisfied with.
"The players want to be good."
"This is the only way to see who can get the best ingredients."
"Even Luo Li ran over."
"After all, you are in a hurry, who doesn't..." Run
The last word running, the people watching the game couldn't say it.
Because there is indeed a person who is not running.
Not only did she not run, but even with her, the rhythm of everything was slowed down.
Because it is an ordinary food area, this is the first place people run to.
She was the only one standing there, and the snow-white dress did not affect her movements.
It probably has something to do with her, her back is very clear, and even when she squats down to get the eggs, she gives people a sense of beauty that she can't take her eyes off.
Her wrists are very white and delicate, and people can clearly see her eyes when they look up.
The black is clear, without a trace of emotion, amidst the hustle and bustle, it is three points cold.
She wore a mask on her face, so she couldn't tell her face, but the drooping black eyelashes were enough for the cameraman to stay on her face for a few seconds.
"Miss sister!" Xiao Nailin couldn't help but stood up, extremely happy.
Mrs. Feng is curious, miss? Did Linlin know him
Except for the host's voice, Mo Bei couldn't hear the surrounding noises.
The host probably didn't expect that under such circumstances, there are still people picking ingredients in this way. After a moment of shock, he realized his own voice: "This contestant is really incredible, isn't it?"
"It's also possible that I have given up on grabbing ingredients. After all, even if it is the same thing, the taste will be different."
(end of this chapter)