Chapter 39: The Great Cooking Competition

  They finally set off, but the sweltering weather made the kids quite resistant to going out. KiMi had just stepped out of the door and started shouting that he couldn't walk and wanted his dad to carry him. Lin Zhiying was very clever in dealing with KiMi on this point, telling him one minute that there were butterflies, and the next minute to look at airplanes. The father-son duo finally arrived at their lunch destination - Lingshui Village No. 168 after dragging and pulling each other along.

  And the usually independent Shi Tou was a bit emotional, constantly saying "hot". As for Guo Tuo, his approach was that whenever Shi Tou caught up with him, he would run ahead again, and then when Shi Tou caught up once more, he would run again. Like this, the father-son duo laughed and played their way to the assembly point.

  At this time, Wang Yuelun and Ange Ye arrived. Lin Zhijing excitedly said to Kimi: "Look, Tiantian has come."

  As soon as Kimi heard, her eyes lit up and she poked out a small head to secretly glance at Ange while inviting her to go see the house she had just discovered. However, when they were looking at the house, Lin Zhiying called out to Kimi, who immediately dropped Ange and hurriedly went to find her father, it seems that in Kimi's heart, her father is still the most important one!

  Guo Xiaoyu, who was watching from the side, shook his head: "Brother, you're not being very considerate! How are you going to chase girls when you grow up?" Forgive our out-of-tune Guo Xiaoyu.

  "With all the dads gathered together, Village Chief Li Rui said: 'Today's first task is for the dads to independently complete a lunch for their babies.'"

  "Hmm..." Except for Zhang Zhen, all the other dads were stunned. This group of old men had never cooked before, wasn't this like a blind man touching an elephant!

  Li Rui continued: "Today we have prepared the same staple food for everyone, which is flour. As for what kind of dish you want to make, it depends on your performance."

  Li Rui said this, and Zhang Ceng, who was originally full of confidence, also stared blankly. You want a Cantonese chef to make noodles, which is quite difficult! And the other dads, who were already stunned, became even more confused. Zhang Ceng looked at the ingredients and couldn't help but say: "This is too primitive!"

  Lin Zhiying pointed at the flour and asked anxiously: "How is this ratio mixed?"

  Looking at Lin Zhiying's expectant eyes, our Cantonese chef Zhang Luang could only say: "Just do it."

  "It's really a matter of watching... How can it be watched at this time?" Lin Zhiying was indeed watching now.

  Kuo Tso said with a smile, "This activity is a great opportunity for Chang Leng to show off." If Chang Leng had heard this from afar, he would have burst into tears: "What's there to show off? I've never even made dumplings before! Whether or not I can handle this ball of flour is still a question. Let's just forget about showing off for now."

  Guo Tuo had just finished teasing Zhang Leng, and now it was his turn to worry. He held the materials given by the crew, walked while reciting the lines, and after a while, he turned around and asked Shi Tou behind him: "We're making shrimp fried eggs, how's that?"

  "No." The stone refused ungraciously.

  Kuo Tuo let out a heavy sigh, looked somewhat worried and sat down by the side of the road, starting to sort through the materials in his hand. After a while, he clapped his hands together, with a confident look on his face, saying: "Make noodles!"

  The menu at Shi Tou Jia has been decided, and Lin Zhiying, who has just returned home, asks Kimi: "This thing can be made into buns or dumplings, do you want to eat buns or boiled dumplings?"

  "Wontons." Kimi had made up his mind and Lin Zhiying and her father started working as well.

  Let's take another look at our Ange and Wang Dao.

  The only word to describe this side is "chaotic."

  Angel is having an intimate conversation with a little sheep in the courtyard, while our Wang Dao is turning around in circles in the kitchen, completely at a loss.

  "Is it noodles first?"

  Wang Dao, you're holding a pot lid and asking if it's time to mix the dough. What kind of dough are you even talking about?! Our camera crew is also getting a bit tired of this. On the other side, Wang Dao put down the pot lid and walked around the room in circles again, finally deciding to make noodles. But when he saw a pile of raw materials, Wang Dao shook his head helplessly - he really didn't know what to do. It wasn't until our camera crew's little assistant couldn't bear it anymore that she told him to mix the dough first, and only then did Wang Dao start mixing.

  On the other side, Tian Lian was not much better off. While selecting materials, he complained: "This is really too inhumane, making us southerners do manual labor, this is...". As he spoke, Tian Lian seemed to have thought of something and shouted towards the outside of the courtyard: "dy, dy..."

  "Alas..." At this time, DY was fetching water outside the house.

  When he heard his daughter respond, Tian Rong called her in and handed her some dishes after which he told her: "You sit on this small stool and wash the dishes for your father."

  "Good." Dy asked while washing vegetables, "Dad, what are we eating today?"

  "Hmm..." Tian Liang thought for a moment and said: "Dad will make you something delicious."

  "What's delicious?"

  These fields are spread out and can't be done, can only say: "Dad doesn't know what to do either, anyway Dad will try to do it..." Got it, this is preparing to break the pot and smash.

  Suddenly, Tian Lian seemed to have thought of something and walked into the inner room, took out a package with four big words written on it: "Hot Pot Seasoning".

  Tian Cheng held up the hot pot seasoning and said to the camera crew with a pleased expression, "Fortunately, I prepared it in advance."

  These few households have finally decided what to do, and our Dad Guo is doing what at this moment? He's looking for a camera to borrow a phone.

  "Qin Feng, lend me your phone."

  "What's going on?"

  "I'll give Xiaoyu a call and return it to you in a moment."

  "It's not allowed." Qin Feng firmly refused, "This is against the program regulations."

  "I'll just use it for a bit and return it immediately. I really don't know what to do with this pile of things, you can't let Xiaoyi go hungry, can you?"

  "Uh...," Qin Feng thought for a moment and said: "Then I'll give Xiao Yu a call, whether or not he comes, that's not something I can control."

  "Hurry up and just tell him I asked him to come over. If he doesn't, I'll show the photos of him wetting his bed as a kid to everyone in the crew."

  Qin Feng made a call to Guo Xiaoyu with a puzzled expression, but just as the phone was dialed, Guo Xiaoyu's figure appeared.

  Mr. Guo was overjoyed to see Xiao Yu and hastily grabbed his hand, saying: "Xiao Yu, hurry up and help me get this meal settled, I really can't take it anymore."

  "This won't do, the program rules state that each dad must complete it himself, I can't help."

  Seeing Guo Xiaoyu say that, Guo's father said somewhat anxiously: "Then you can't let Little Ai go hungry, right?"

  "It's nothing...". Guo Xiaoyu waved her hand and said: "If you really can't do it, I'll have Xiao Yi go to my place to eat something later. As for you, you might as well starve."

  "You... you go!" Mr. Guo looked at Xiao Yu's determined attitude and had to say reluctantly, "Then you have to tell me what to do?"

  "This is almost it." Guo Xiaoyu pointed to the flour and said, "I'll teach you a simple one. First, mix the flour well, use eggs when mixing the dough. Then, once the dough is mixed well, cut it into small pieces and put them in the pot to steam. It will be done soon."

  "It seems like..."

  "That's right." Guo Xiaoyu snapped her fingers and said, "It was a mantou (steamed bun)."

  "But I won't mix the dough." Guo Dad looked at Guo Xiaoyu and said, "How about you help me mix it instead?"

  "Help you mix the dough?" Guo Xiaoyu looked at her father and said, "No way, either you do it yourself or you'll have to starve." With that, Guo Xiaoyu left, leaving behind a worried-looking Father Guo.

  The smoothest one should be Zhang Zhen's family. When they got the ingredients early, Zhang Zhen decided to make pancakes. The filling for making pancakes was no problem for Zhang Zhen, but the problem lay in the dough. Asking a Cantonese chef to make pastry is a bit off the mark. However, Zhang Zhen's dough was at least more reliable than others.

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