As Ji Yaoguang's best friend, Bian Yuting doesn't want to see their two marriages break up, but she also doesn't want to see Ji Yaoguang blindly giving in. In order to save the marriage that is about to break up, she has changed a lot, blindly saying that she changed for the better Not necessarily, Chang Yu's indifferent temperament may not be changed, but it's good if someone appears to stimulate her appropriately. She turned her head and gave Jiang Yusheng a sideways glance. This child is just idolatrous to Ji Yaoguang, and her appearance is quite pleasing, making it difficult for people to feel disgusted with her. After finishing what she wanted to say, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her lips, showing an attitude of watching the show. If Ji Yaoguang apologized in all kinds of panic, it's time to have a heart-to-heart talk with her.
"I'm not angry." Chang Yu showed a faint smile, she turned her head to look at Ji Yaoguang and repeated.
"That's right, I also think, how can our Teacher Chang be the kind of person who is stingy and jealous with his little fans?" Bian Yuting's brows and eyes were crooked, and his smile was half malicious. The tense and frozen atmosphere was broken by their few words. Bo Yu, who was doing "Ge You's paralysis" on the chair, kept yelling that he was hungry, and from time to time turned his gaze to the road leading to the kitchen. An Muyu didn't know when to leave quietly, seeing the meal time approaching - they still had to rely on Boss An, who volunteered to take on the responsibility of the chef, to solve the lunch for the few of them.
"Why are you hungry? You went out and walked around, but didn't do anything. I ate so much for breakfast, I thought I hadn't finished digesting it yet." Sun Shaogong kicked the stool and teased.
"You don't understand that, do you?" Bo Yu straightened up in a jerk, "Brother Sun, I'm going to find out about the enemy's situation. Only by getting to know the village and their needs can I better benefit everyone." These brazen words were spoken in a high-sounding tone.
"Oh? So what do you plan to do next? How do you earn money?" Ji Yaoguang also took over the conversation.
"I saw a fish pond, maybe, maybe, maybe—"
"It was contracted by someone else, and you were asked to fish?" Jiang Zhaozhi poured a basin of cold water abruptly, then said after a pause, "The ecological environment here is good. I see pheasants in the fields. There is also a small stream, the ice is broken this season, and some small fish may be caught."
"Do we really want to live this kind of natural life where men farm and women weave?" Bo Yu kicked Jiang Zhaozhi, fishing did not know that it was a few years ago, and now he simply doesn't have any patience to last for a long time Sit down, as for catching pheasants, how can he catch up with others who have wings and can fly up? With a bitter face, he said "cool", he turned to Ji Yaoguang and said, "Mr. Ji, I'd better follow you, teach me to recognize wild vegetables!"
"Okay." Ji Yaoguang responded with a full mouth, and seeing the joy on Bo Yu's face, she smiled again, "But you need teaching fees, it's not expensive, just fifty per day."
"Mom!" Bo Yu lay back covering his heart and yelled, "Mr. Ji, are you robbing?"
"I don't have any." Ji Yaoguang spread her hands, pretending to be innocent, "Ask them, is the price I offered fair?"
Chang Yu nodded, chuckled and said, "Fair."
"Fair!" Jiang Yusheng also recovered from her cautious state. She timidly glanced at Ji Yaoguang, and the blush on her face hadn't faded away before she put on a redder color again.
"I'd better move the bricks." Bo Yu grimaced, as if he had nothing to love.
The lively atmosphere of gathering together is naturally the photographer's favorite, and I can't wait to join the eager atmosphere. When An Muyu came out with a hot steamer, he was even more aroused by the fragrance lingering in the hall There are gluttons.
"It smells so good!" Bo Yu was the first to utter a sound as he stroked his hungry, growling stomach. He was used to the days when he opened his mouth when he was about to eat, and seeing An Muyu's unsteady footsteps, he had no intention of helping, but just dragged the stool to leave a gap for the steamer to be placed on the table. In the end, it was Jiang Zhaozhi Standing up, he took the steamer from An Muyu's hand.
"Is it buns or steamed buns?"
"It's rice." An Muyu opened the lid, and she pushed Bo Yu, who was closest to her, and signaled him to go to the kitchen to get out the dishes. Sliced wild rice stems and sprinkled peas were evenly distributed on the rice, and the scallions picked by Ji Yaoguang and the others were also cut into small pieces and sprinkled on the fragrant and soft rice, exuding a fragrance, "This is fine green rice, It is recorded in ancient books, you have a taste, it tastes very good.”
"Boss An, isn't this an orthodox Qingjing rice?" Ji Yaoguang smiled with squinted eyes, and said in a probing tone, "We did this in a hurry at the inn, and we didn't have enough time to complete the whole thing." In the process, during the cold food festival in the south of the Yangtze River, there are more people eating Qingjing rice."
"Yes." An Muyu's smile remained unchanged, she nodded slightly and said, "Green fine rice is also called black rice, usually in early summer, the leaves of black rice are picked, washed and mashed, and the rice is soaked until the color changes. Take it out after it turns black and blue. Green juice is also used for cooking rice, so that the cooked rice is soft and fragrant. Now the conditions do not allow it, so I have to use glutinous rice instead.”
"This is the current practice." Ji Yaoguang shook her head, and she smiled again, "Boss An is familiar with ancient books, so he must know its origin?" In the food talk show, An Muyu said it himself, the source of the recipe It is based on the teaching of the family and the improvement made by reading ancient books. However, Ji Yaoguang remained skeptical about what she said, she always felt that An Muyu's dishes were very similar to the "Spring Banquet" at the other door, I'm afraid it was - I hope she treats the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain up.
An Muyu's smile faded, and her face became a little stiff. "Eat, eat!" Bo Yu's yelling just rescued her from this embarrassment.
"Then what was the way it was done before?" Chang Yu took over the conversation, and she got up to serve Ji Yaoguang a bowl of rice.
Ji Yaoguang responded with a smile: "Nine steams and nine exposures."
"Eh? Teacher Ji, please explain clearly." Bo Yu took a mouthful of rice, then put down his chopsticks and looked at Ji Yaoguang, "How about Teacher Ji, why don't you show your skills in the kitchen some other day?"
"In the past, the rice was steamed and dried first, then soaked in the juice of black rice leaves, and steamed and dried nine times repeatedly, which is called 'nine steams and nine exposures'." Ji Yaoguang smiled. Continued, "I can't do it. I'm just theories from books or what I heard from the old people. The real practice depends on our Boss An. By the way, the alley where Boss An is located is really outstanding. There are several very good craftsmanship. The proprietress And really gentle."
"Really?" Sun Shaogong smiled, "When the filming of this program is over, I will definitely take the time to visit that mysterious alley."
Because of the resistance to An Muyu from the bottom of her heart, Ji Yaoguang insisted on not finishing a bowl of rice, and the rest of the people teased her about losing weight, but she just smiled and didn't take it to heart. It's good to sit and play in the inn, but it's only the first day of filming, and everyone except An Muyu can't sit still. Ji Yaoguang is still walking with Chang Yu, this time instead of picking wild vegetables, but simply walking aimlessly. Mengjiacun Central Primary School is the busiest place in the whole village, and the ringing of the bell that signifies the end of get out of class is even more chaotic. The snack vendors pushing the trolley are very good at finding the right time. They start doing business with the school children through an iron gate. Of course, there are also some bold ones who climb out directly from the low fence.
Ji Yao stared intently at the popcorn cart.
"Even if you don't like An Muyu, don't make it difficult for yourself." Chang Yu leaned into Ji Yaoguang's ear, and sighed softly in a voice that only two people could hear. When Liu Ran approached, they separated immediately. Ji Yaoguang stood still, with his hands crossed over his chest, while Chang Yu walked towards the small cart.
"Goddess Ji! Sign me!" An excited voice broke into Ji Yaoguang's ears. Chang Yu hadn't come back yet, but a little girl with a ponytail who looked about ten years old was blinking her watery eyes. big eyes looking at himself. It turns out that there are fans of her own in this elementary school. Ji Yaoguang was a little emotional. She glanced at the person blocked by the iron gate. She frowned and said, "How did you get out?"
The little girl glanced back, and whispered: "The doorman let me out secretly." Seeing Ji Yaoguang's unbelieving expression, she stomped her feet anxiously and said, "Really, I won't lie to you, goddess Quickly sign your name for me, there will be another class in a few minutes."
When Ji Yaoguang thought about it, she smiled, leaned down slightly and said, "Of course you can sign, but I want you to do me a favor."
"What's the matter?" The child, who was excited to see the goddess, suddenly became vigilant. She took a step back and stared at Ji Yaoguang, and began to think about whether she had admitted the wrong person.
Are you so scary? Ji Yaoguang reflected on herself and made the smile on her face softer and more amiable. She said: "Are there any people you know who want to write a love letter for you? I will give you a number, and you can help me promote it, whether it is an adult or not." Children are fine."
"It's that simple?" The little girl looked incredulous.
"Yes." Ji Yaoguang nodded, took out a pen and paper from Liu Ran, wrote down a number, and then signed her elegant name. The sound of "jingling bells" sounded, and the people who were still clustered around the iron gate scattered in an instant. The little girl didn't speak, and snatched the piece of paper from Ji Yaoguang's hand. It seemed like a whirlwind. Leaning against the low wall on the side, he jumped into the campus neatly. This action is very resembling a habitual criminal.
"..." Did you find the wrong person
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