Everyone looked at the door and a figure appeared.

This person is a woman, in her forties, looking at everyone with a smile.

Hai Qing and the others clapped, but it was a little strange.

In my imagination, it should be a boy wearing a neat white chef's uniform and a high hat. This is a bit unexpected.

However, Zhang Zifeng covered his mouth and widened his eyes in disbelief.

"mom!"

"mom!?"

"That's right, the Michelin special chef invited by the program team is Zhang Zifeng's mother." Su Yan introduced from the side.

"Hello!" Zhang's mother smiled and waved.

Now everyone was a little panicked, and hurried over to say hello, shouting "Hello, Auntie!"

The expression on my sister's face couldn't be concealed, it was a mixture of surprise and joy.

After they came forward, the mother and daughter hugged each other, and of course they didn't cry.

"It turns out that auntie is a chef."

"Have you been here already?"

"It's been a hard journey."

"You sit down first and I'll get you a glass of water."

Several people sat down in the pavilion.

"Mom, why didn't you tell me when you came?" Zhang Zifeng was acting coquettishly.

Zhang's mother grabbed her daughter's hand and put it on her lap: "The director didn't let me tell you. He told me to keep it a secret. He said he wanted to give you a surprise."

"That's really a surprise. We didn't expect auntie to drink water." Wang Xiaochen said with a smile.

"Thank you, Zifeng, thanks to your care during this period."

"Where, where."

"So you decided to let Auntie come from the beginning?" Hai Qing raised her head and asked.

Su Yan shook his head.

"Actually, at first, it was indeed planned to have a regular Michelin chef come over, but later we changed our mind. We have contacted all three mothers, but the other two did not want to appear on TV and felt embarrassed, so...

."

"Ah! I remembered." Wang Xiaochen startled everyone: "No wonder when I was talking to my mother on the phone a few days ago, she asked me inexplicably whether it was difficult to be on TV, but I

I haven’t taken it to heart yet, but it turns out..."

"Actually, I hesitated for a long time, but her father said it would be nice to go and cook a delicious meal for the child." Zhang's mother said with a smile: "So, I came."

"That night will be a blessing. We are all here to help you." Hai Qing is still very good at talking.

The audience was quite surprised when they saw this scene.

"I take back my evaluation of Su Yan. At least in this matter, he is a human being."

"Hey, my mother-in-law is so young."

"Fortunately, my elder sister doted on my younger sister before, otherwise it would be so embarrassing now."

"I burst into tears for no reason. I miss my mother too. I haven't been home for a long time."

"Upstairs, don't just think about not doing it, buy a ticket and go back immediately."

"I don't know if there are directors from other shows watching it. Let's learn more. Su Yan still has two skills."

There were six guests, the largest number of guests so far, and it was particularly lively.

The sky has slowly darkened, but the sunset in the distance is very beautiful, making everyone's faces turn red, as if they had drunk wine.

“Do I need to cut the chicken wings with a knife?”

"For beef, is this much cornstarch enough?"

"Would it be faster to marinate it in the refrigerator?"

"Will the fire get bigger?"

It's strange. As the chef, Hai Qing originally had a no-nonsense style. He was completely dictatorial in cooking. At most, he only asked the other two people what they wanted to eat. As for what to do, he had the final say.

Of course, the main reason is because they basically don't know how to do it.

However, after Mrs. Zhang arrived, she immediately lost her opinion and had to ask before doing anything. She was like a happy little follower, following behind her aunt.

Yao Ming was not idle either. He took a small bench and sat there with his sister, obediently choosing green beans.

The world champion washes vegetables and all kinds of things.

A group of people were chatting and laughing, and the work they were doing did not stop.

"~~~"

The smoke was rising from the kitchen and the laughter was going on. It looked so warm.

As a master of home-cooking at level 10, Zhang’s mother was very fast, and one after another delicious dishes were served on the table.

Oil-consuming beef, cola chicken wings, farm-style stir-fried pork...

The camera slowly scanned over.

“It’s time to watch and enjoy eating and broadcasting again.”

"So are there any idiots watching TV who haven't prepared any solid food?"

“My mother-in-law’s cooking is really good and it looks delicious.”

"Pay attention to the director and don't let him get close."

"Fire and theft prevention director."

A delicious and delicious dinner has been prepared, and Zhang's mother is sitting in the middle.

"Thank you, aunt!"

"I can't wait to use my chopsticks."

"This craftsmanship is simply amazing."

"Bah, bah, bah..." While everyone was still being polite, Wang Xiaochen couldn't wait to eat. The afternoon of high-intensity exercise had made her very hungry.

"Bah, bah, bah...uh."

The surrounding suddenly became quiet, and she realized that everyone was looking at her. After staying for a few seconds, she silently put down her chopsticks: "I... I'm just hungry."

"Eat, eat!" Zhang's mother smiled.

Everyone cheered and chirped together.

"Ahem~~~" Yao Ming looked at his tableware and shook his head speechlessly: "Actually, my appetite is about the same as yours."

"Hahaha!"

Everyone else had normal small bowls. Just now when my sister and Wang Xiaochen were filling rice, they had a small discussion and took out a large stainless steel bowl for soup.

"Eat! You don't have to work." Hai Qing comforted.

"Smells, really smells."

"This beef is so tender."

"Coke chicken wings, my favorite."

"I would be satisfied if my cooking skills are half as good as those of my aunt."

“He is truly a Michelin-level chef.”

All kinds of praises are heard endlessly.

Mother Zhang was quite worried at first. She took a look at the food with chopsticks and saw that they all tasted delicious, so she felt relieved.

"Mom, you eat a piece of fish." My sister helped pick up the vegetables sensibly.

"Okay! You eat too."

If you post couplets and hang a few red lanterns, it will look like a New Year's Eve dinner.

Only occasionally when the camera pans over, you can see Su Yan standing on the side looking up, as if expecting something.

Zhang’s mother stopped and asked her daughter: “Don’t they eat together?”

Before Zhang Zifeng could speak, Hai Qing spoke first.

"Oh, don't worry about it. The staff has their meals delivered by someone, so they are much happier than us."

"Well, then I see that the person standing over there doesn't seem to have eaten yet, and he is looking at us."

Whoosh!
To be continued...