"Eh!"
Xia Yu noticed a young woman adeptly slicing flowers into a fish. She seemed like a professional working woman, with a pretty face. Her delicate, fair hands grasped the small knife without any hint of hesitation, swiftly carving designs onto the fish. Her cooking style was as decisive and neat as her knife work, exuding a faint aura of a head chef.
"This one's promising!" Remembering the woman's number, 4, Xia Yu continued to survey the scene.
Soon, another new target emerged.
Contestant number 6, a housewife, had slaughtered and washed the carp, even using kitchen paper to thoroughly wipe away any moisture from the fish.
Moreover, not only was it the fish, the woman was frying black beans in a pan until the shells popped, then suddenly stopped the heat, and soaked and rinsed the black beans with water. After a while, she retrieved them and used kitchen paper to absorb the moisture clinging to the beans...
