Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Only Fang Mo'er seemed to have substantial knowledge.
Everyone looked at Fang Mo'er.
Bai Rong's face was pale. She understood that if she continued to search for information and cook at the same time, it would be too late.
Fang Mo'er glanced at everyone and wiped her wet hands. "Alright, I will."
For a moment, the guests were relieved.
It wasn't that they could not cook according to the recipe. It was just that they were unfamiliar with the recipe and it was possible that what they produced would not even be able to pass.
So, Fang Mo'er walked over as the crowd surrounded her.
With Fang Mo'er's participation, everyone suddenly seemed to have developed a backbone.
Everything was in good order.
"The scene is finally comfortable. It had been just like a child playing house earlier. I was so anxious watching it."
"In the future, if anyone says that Fang Mo'er is an ignorant and incompetent young lady, I will be angry with them. At least it's clear that her cooking is really good."
"Finally, there's a chef. This is more like a restaurant!"
In the scene.
Fang Mo'er walked to the front of the female singer's chopped vegetables that had been cut into different lengths.
The female singer was a little nervous.
Bai Rong had been reprimanding her for a long time earlier because she had not been able to cut the dishes neatly.
She felt as if she had already died once.
Now, as she saw Fang Mo'er staring at the vegetables that she had prepared. The female singer hurriedly said, "Why don't I change the vegetables and cut them again?"
To her surprise, Fang Mo'er shook her head and said, "There's no need."
Fang Mo'er walked to the side and took out a kitchen knife. She arranged one side of the vegetables neatly into a straight line. Then, she cut the other side of the vegetables that were of different lengths with a single cut!
This time, even without using a ruler, one could tell that each piece was exactly the same length.
The female singer was dumbfounded.
Fang Mo'er handed the kitchen knife back to her and asked her to do it the same way.
She walked to the chicken that had been soaked in vinegar.
Wang Feng felt a little regretful.
This chicken had been ruined.
Unexpectedly, Fang Mo'er said, "We can use another method."
The kitchen was in good order.
When Bai Rong had made a mistake earlier, she had only blamed others for being careless.
She did not think of any other way to make up for it.
However, as soon as Fang Mo'er had taken charge, all the mistakes had been corrected. Even the entire chicken that had obviously been destroyed could be continued to be dealt with.
With such a comparison, Bai Rong, who was standing beside Fang Mo'er, appeared to be a hindrance.
"Actually, Fang Mo'er isn't that great, but she knows how to use her brain. She doesn't just stand to the side with red eyes and accuse others of not doing well!"
"Based on the attitude of these two people, I think Fang Mo'er is much more stable. With this kind of personality, she will be able to stay in the entertainment industry for a longer period of time. She will also be steady and improve faster."
"Bai Rong is really not as hardworking as the public articles have portrayed her in the past. Instead, she is always throwing a tantrum. She is quite brainless."
"As I'm watching this program, it feels as if I've been watching the correct handling of a kitchen mishap. I've learned something from it."
The six dishes were then quickly prepared.
In the end, the score was 8 points on average, exceeding the passing mark.
Hearing this result, Bai Rong was not very happy. Instead, she smiled perfunctorily.
Wang Feng noticed that Bai Rong was not in a good mood. He walked over and whispered, "It's okay. You've been focusing on your acting skills all this time. It's okay if you don't know how to cook."
Everyone present was focused on their own fields and rarely had the time to cook.
In a field that wasn't their own, there was no shame in losing to others.
Bai Rong nodded when she heard this.
She thought to herself that Fang Mo'er must have too much free time on her hands, which was why she had the opportunity to browse through the recipes. Fang Mo'er was nothing like her, who had a full schedule every day. She also had to learn singing, painting, acting, and martial arts for the martial arts movies she was filming.
Every day, she felt full of fulfillment.
"You're right, maybe some people are just too free and have no pressure.. They just care more about eating and drinking."