This day was destined to not be peaceful since breakfast.
In total, nearly 30 ingredients were placed in front of everyone. When everyone was done choosing, it was already 8:30 a.m.
"Since everyone has obtained their own ingredients, I'll leave the next segment to you to play freely."
"The next event will begin at noon. Please gather at the square by 11:30 sharp."
"Lastly, I wish everyone a full stomach."
The executive director left behind a meaningful sentence. He narrowed his eyes and waved his hand, indicating for everyone to follow the producer.
Murong Qiao looked at the director's smile and felt that the other party's words were very special.
But before she could think too much, a figure sneaked over.
"Um… Young Miss Murong?" It was Lu Qizhi.
He carefully kept a distance and said, "May I borrow your kitchen for lunch?"
