"Give me the tray." Sang Wanzhou put down the little Fubao and stretched out his hand towards her.
Xiao Fubao was a little dizzy from being carried by him and handed him the tray in his hand.
Sang Wanzhou took the tray and placed it on a table next to the grill, then took Xiao Fubao's hand and walked to the food area.
The table was filled with a dazzling array of ingredients, and little Fubao's eyes were wide open.
What should I do? Everyone wants to eat Fu Bao!
But the master said that monks are not allowed to waste food!
Take as much as you want to eat!
Sang Wanzhou glanced down at her, as if he understood what she was thinking about writing, and suddenly Liangliang said: "Think clearly, this meal may be the best meal you have had in this program, I want to eat it"
Get whatever you need as soon as possible, otherwise you will most likely be eating the same meals as this afternoon for the next week."
[Hahahaha, Sang Mizhou still has a good sense of his own cooking skills! I thought he was the kind of person who doesn’t know his own position.]
[It is very possible that he is telling the truth, and it is not just because of his cooking skills, but also other factors.]
[As for his bad luck, I’m sure he will smoke some weird stuff in the future. Our little baby is obviously a lucky star, so why does it feel like he has no luck at all? Is all his luck just for the sake of having good luck?
Is Xiao Fu Bao such a cute and cute sister?】
When Xiao Fubao heard this, he immediately picked up the tray and the small tongs prepared by the program crew, and put everything he wanted to eat into the plate.
Be it meat skewers, sausages, etc., all are taken in portions of two.
And all they got were meat skewers, not even a skewer of vegetables.
Sang Mizhou glanced at the things on her tray, then turned around and took the tray to the vegetable area to get a few bunches of enoki mushrooms, leeks, baby cabbage and an eggplant.
After grabbing the ingredients, the two returned to their grills.
Xiao Fubao looked at the 5A wagyu on their table, and then at the other three groups of families who didn't get the prizes.
Suddenly he raised his little head and looked at Sang Mizhou, gently tugging on his sleeve: "Brother, can you help Fu Bao cut these two pieces of meat into four pieces?"
Sang Mizhou lazily raised his eyes and saw what she was going to do at a glance. He nodded: "Okay."
Sang Mizhou found a knife and helped her cut the two pieces of meat into four pieces, and thoughtfully distributed them on four plates.
"Handle carefully."
"Okay!"
Little Fubao took a plate of beef and trotted up to Jiang Yu, who was obediently helping Jiang Wange prepare something.
"Xiao Yu'er, this is for you!"
Jiang Yu raised his head and was stunned when he saw the beef in her hand.
Then a bright smile appeared on his face: "Thank you, little Fubao!"
Xiao Fubao responded with a big smile: "Master said, I have something good to share with my friends!"
"Then Fu Bao will go and deliver meat to other children first! The little fish must be well fed!"
"Um!"
Little Fubao ran back and took over a plate of beef, then ran up to Song Shengsheng with a clatter.
"Little cotton-padded jacket, little cotton-padded jacket, this is for you! The little sheep is not in good health, so he quit midway. Don't blame him."
Song Shengsheng raised her little face, put her little hands on her waist, snorted and turned away her head: "I won't be angry! I eat that kind of beef at home every day, I don't care about it!"
Little Fu Bao blinked innocently and held the plate of beef closer to her.
With a seductive tone and a mysterious and shallow smile on the corner of his mouth: "Little cotton-padded jacket, do you really not want it? It's delicious~"