He didn't take it to heart.
Hungry as he was, this was a show, and they had a schedule to follow.
He wasn't going to break the rules, was he?
So he just kept snapping them off, basket after basket piled neatly along the edge of the field.
He moved like an untiring machine.
It was so relentless that everyone watching the live stream couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Over at Mushroom House, Teacher Huang had nothing to do, so he strolled over to inspect Shen Teng's roast suckling pig.
After taking a look, his brow furrowed automatically.
"You can't do it like this. You have to rotate it while roasting."
Shen Teng blinked in surprise, and even Jia Bin on the other side looked somewhat startled.
Neither of them said anything, however.
Teacher Huang chattered on, "And you can't just keep roasting it like this. You need to brush on some oil."
Mid-sentence, he picked up the oil brush nearby and slathered salad oil directly onto the pig to give it color.
Shen Teng shot Teacher Huang a disgruntled look, desperately wanting to blurt out, *Are you fucking out of your mind?*
Then he remembered he was on camera.
So he could only say tactfully, "This... this... this is a bit too early for the oil."
Seeing Shen Teng about to argue, and remembering that Shen Teng was from the Northeast and of a similar seniority in the industry, Teacher Huang quickly waved a hand.
"Fine, you roast it then."
With that, he turned and walked straight away.
Jia Bin opened his mouth, but in th…
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