Mu Sheng, who was inexplicably chilling from behind, straightened up, looked around suspiciously, scratched his head, and finally calmed down and sat down under the supervision of the director team.
When we arrived at the place, it was a very beautiful house with a classical style courtyard, with a delicate classical charm everywhere.
The filming personnel arrived one step ahead of them, and they had already set up the machine and were ready to start filming.
The entire program of "Gourmet Journey" gives the guests a wide range of freedom to play. A local guidebook is provided, and they are assigned tasks. The guests are grouped freely to find these ingredients or cook back to this courtyard.
The first day is mainly for everyone to rest and relieve the hard work of the long-distance flight.
And as expected, as Mu Sheng expected, after a simple rest in the afternoon, everyone familiarized themselves with the environment and packed their luggage, and the mayor came to condolence them with a big bucket.
In the bucket is a very famous fish species from their side, which can only be eaten in this season, and cannot be cultured artificially.
The meat is delicate and plump, and it is a very rare delicacy.
All that needs to be said and introduced have been introduced. After a group of people simply decided which dishes to cook, they were ready to start making dinner.
Because the bowl of poached eggs on Weibo didn't even have cooked noodles, Chu Ci was honorably assigned by several people to work as a helper.
At this moment, she was squatting next to the bucket, looking at the three fish leisurely paddling in the water.
Mu Sheng raised his brows and glanced at this side, thinking that this little girl must not have been overwhelmed by the fish she said in the car before, and was about to step forward when she saw Yan Chao casually walked over.
Seeing Yan Chao's expression, Mu Sheng narrowed his eyes suspiciously, just as the king asked her to wash the vegetables and prepare side dishes for stewed fish and grilled fish.
Mu Sheng didn't see anything, so he responded casually, and turned to serve the dishes.
Yan Chao looked at the little girl squatting almost curled up on the ground, his eyes were dim, and he raised his hand from behind to rub the little girl's coiled head.
"What are you looking at?"
The little girl felt the pressure from the back of her head, and she couldn't help but look back.
Just squatting on the ground and looking up, Yan Chao was really afraid that she would accidentally turn over, so he quickly stretched out his other hand to grab the back of the little girl's head, and looked at her with raised brows helplessly.
"Be honest."
The little girl looked at him with a smile, "Senior."
Like a piece of honey.
Yan Chao exerted a little force on his hand, watching Chu Ci lower his head again, stand up and turn around.
"But anyway, senior, you actually know how to cook?" The little girl was still feeling the softness of her hair in her palm, and she had already stood up at this moment, looking at him with her head tilted.
That small face looks very easy to pinch.
All Yan Chao's attention was on this small face, and he responded casually.
I would like to say one more thing: How about making it for you to eat
But looking at the camera next to him, Yan Chao swallowed these words silently.
The little girl doesn't have any works, she has too much attention, and this kind of attention is not good.
"Yan Yingdi, I will leave the grilled fish to you, and let our sister Chu Ci assist you."
The king shouted in the room holding a handful of coriander.
Yan Chao replied, then raised his hand to roll up his sleeves, glanced at the fish that were still alive and kicking in the bucket, and it was Chu Ci who looked and heard the voice and turned to look into the room. His voice was a little low, with Some smiles, "Come and help."