No matter how indignant the audience on the star network was about the fact that the program group had exclusive box lunches, this anger could not be conveyed to Wilderness Star in time.
Director Zhang slowly ate a fat and tender five-spice chicken leg, took two mouthfuls of rice, and stretched his chopsticks to the big row of tomato sauce in the lunch box.
"Director Zhang, isn't Wang Daming coming back yet?" Feng Qianqian interrupted Director Zhang's meal while holding two lunch boxes.
"Well, put his ones on the side first." Director Zhang said disapprovingly, and the chopsticks that had just paused were quickly inserted into the big row.
Feng Qianqian thought for a while, and said nothing that the incubator would get cold soon after taking it out, and silently put Wang Daming's lunch box and the one for the sheep team under the tree where she had spread the leaves.
Don't say the food is cold, even if other people can't eat, Director Zhang won't care at all.
Looking at the two lunch boxes side by side under the tree, Feng Qianqian thought of the incubator he dug out earlier. The boxed lunches inside were for the program group, and Zhao Da and Zhao Er took two more. The remaining four boxes were left in the incubator, waiting to be cleaned up after the show.
This is throwing it away, and it is not for the artists to eat.
Is it really good to temporarily change the plan to this because of the snake encounter before... Feng Qianqian couldn't understand.
The boxed lunches prepared in the incubator are delicious and large in quantity, one chicken leg and one big row, then a few mouthfuls of rice and two mouthfuls of soup, Director Zhang is almost full.
Director Zhang closed the lid of the box casually, put it on the ground, and said to Feng Qianqian who was not far away, "I'll go and see Wang Daming. After you finish eating, put the leftover lunch box together and put it back in the box later. People are easy to clean up."
Feng Qianqian nodded.
Director Zhang with his hands behind his back, was just about to take a slow walk to digest food, and went to the stream to see Wang Daming's progress, when the dog who had been running back and forth in the woods suddenly rushed to his feet, arching its head and going to push him The lunch box that was placed on the ground before.
"Go, go..." Director Zhang frowned and pushed the dog away with his foot, then raised his voice to Feng Qianqian, "Look at it, don't let it rummaging through the trash. It will be everywhere by then, and I will clean it up later. People come to see what it looks like."
Feng Qianqian put down her chopsticks and came to pack Director Zhang's lunch box first.
The dog was poked twice by Director Zhang, as if seeing the other party's refusal to be fed, he barked twice, and then ran away in a hurry.
Feng Qianqian picked up Director Zhang's lunch box, but felt that it was a little heavy, and probably not half of the contents were eaten.
Man vs. Wild…
The food is wasted like this here, and even the dead poisonous snakes are eaten there...
Feng Qianqian sighed lightly.
In Feng Qianqian's view, eating poisonous snakes is a very tragic thing compared to eating box lunches.
But for artists who don’t know there are box lunches, they are happy to eat some. And Yu Nianbing's craftsmanship undoubtedly gave them a big surprise.
As a matter of fact, plans always fail to keep up with changes.
Originally, Song Shiyue thought that it would take two or three minutes to fish two stone pots from the stream and light a fire to cook snake meat. An hour of lunch break is enough for them to have a delicious meal of snake soup.
However, after Zhuang Jiachuan and Guan Yongyi followed down the stream one after another, Song Shiyue still had some scruples and wasted a lot of time going back and forth.
And because the snake meat needs to be marinated for a while, when the snake meat is really ready to be cooked, there is only about half an hour left for the lunch break...
"Isn't it too late to stew snake soup now..." Yu Nianbing, who originally planned to roast and stew, was not sure. The snake meat is more fishy than I thought, and I don’t know if it’s because of the lack of cooking wine, it’s been marinated for so long, but it still has a little taste.”
"It's a bit fishy. You shouldn't be able to smell it once it's baked." Song Shiyue glanced at the boiling water in front of him, "But if the soup is stewed, the taste may be a bit stronger. Why don't you roast it all? Those jicama Just cook it yourself? Is that delicious?"
"Vegan is definitely not as good as broth, but there is nothing to do, and stew is definitely not as fast as roast snake." Yu Nianbing didn't want to disappoint Song Shiyue, but he still had to talk about it first.
"Wait, I remember..." Song Shiyue tried hard to recall some knowledge acquired when the earth was still normal, "What if you only stewed with bones? Half an hour should be enough to get the taste, right? Frying the fish will help remove the fishy smell, and the snake How about frying the bones?"
"..." Yu Nianbing thought for a while, but still shook his head, "It's a waste of time to fry it, and you have to find a thin stone plate to heat it up. And we don't have any oil. If you use the oil dripping from grilled snake meat, it will be too little." Too much trouble."
"Okay..." Song Shiyue, who had racked his brains as hard as he could, relaxed his back in frustration.
Yu Nianbing "..." How could she not see this man like this.
It's like a good lamp is covered with dust, and a good moon stirs up dark clouds, isn't it always full of energy and shining brightly
"Let's bake it. If you can separate the snake bones, roast them to see if the principle is the same. See if you can get rid of the fishy smell, and stew them after roasting." Yu Nianbing said, washing and cutting the snake bones just now. Throw the sliced ginger into the stone pot with boiling water in front of you, "Then put some more ginger, let fate do it."
"Can this be done?" Song Shiyue looked like a puppy who saw the bones, and moved her whole head towards Nian Bing.
Yu Nianbing resisted the thought of patting her on the head, and urged, "I won't separate the snake meat, if you can, hurry up, we don't have much time."
"Okay, of course I can." Song Shiyue stood up quickly, picked up the stone knife that Ning Chuyang put aside after cutting the jicama just now, and picked up a snake, inserted it from the opening under the snake, and cut upwards on the left and right sides. Then he put down the stone knife, held the snake with his bare hands, brushed it twice, and tore off the meat on both sides, leaving only a complete snake bone with a little bit of meat on the tail.
These three snakes were scratched by Yu Nianbing when they were pickled before. Song Shiyue tore it like this, it was like tearing off two good pieces of Muyuhua, which was quite interesting.
Song Shiyue didn't talk much, she tore it up, cut it up, cut it up again, and within a few strokes, the three snakes turned into six snakes and three snake bones.
At this time, Guan Yongyi and Mu Xingzhou who were looking for more firewood, Zhuang Jiachuan and Ning Chuyang who were looking for tableware also came back one after another.
Song Shiyue picked out a few branches of suitable thickness from the firewood, and rolled them into cups with a few large leaves that were washed by hand when Nian Bing was washing the ingredients before. I scooped some boiling water out and washed the branches.
The lemongrass was also washed before Nian Bing, so you only need to choose some long and complete ones, and tie the snake bones and snake meat to the branches one by one.
There is firewood and an open fire, and it takes only a few minutes to regenerate a fire outside the two stone stoves.
Soon, the aroma of barbecue began to permeate.
There is not much time left, and Yu Nianbing can't completely follow the time and order of stewing chicken soup before. The snake bones hadn't been baked for a long time, and they were thrown into the pot when they only started to turn some color. Also thrown in were the one large, two small and three jicamas that Ning Chuyang had cut into small pieces.
About one and a half catties of jicama, once boiled, each person can share more than two or two. Adding snake meat is also a good supplement to the meal.
Mu Xingzhou and Guan Yongyi found a lot of firewood, and now Mou put all his strength on the fire, and soon the soup began to turn muddy and white. It’s just that I don’t know for the time being whether it’s the snake bones that have contributed more, or the jicama.
Zhuang Jiachuan glanced at the tumbling soup, thought for a while, and went downhill silently.
Walking to the edge of the stream, I saw Wang Daming still standing in the middle of the stream, bent over, groping left and right, as hardworking as an agricultural star farmer experiencing hand-planting rice seedlings. On the shore next to Wang Daming, three or four large stones have already been piled up.
Zhuang Jiachuan only took a cursory glance, and lost interest in Wang Daming and the stone next to him.
Too round and too big, it doesn't fit...
Director Zhang swayed to the stream with his hands behind his back, and found that Wang Daming was not alone in the stream, so he immediately gestured for Wang Daming to come ashore and talk nearby.
"Why did he get down?" Director Zhang remembered that when he just left the forest, he glanced at the camera control center, and Zhuang Jiachuan was still on the slope at that time.
After listening to Director Zhang's words, Wang Daming realized that Zhuang Jiachuan could only shake his head when he asked Director Zhang's question.
"Tsk." Director Zhang clicked his tongue in distaste, and went to look at the stones Wang Daming piled up on the bank, "Did you touch these stones?"
Wang Daming nodded quickly, "Yes, they all look like stone pots, right? Can I eat? Has Director Zhang eaten?"
Director Zhang squatted down and took a closer look at the stones. Indeed, they were all rough on the outside, with a smoother depression, which may be less practical than the two that Song Shiyue and the others felt, but the shape is still the same. Pretty similar.
"It's quite similar, you don't need to touch it any more." Director Zhang stood up and said.
"Then can I eat?" Wang Daming could already smell the food on Director Zhang's body, and his stomach started to growl after doing physical work.
Director Zhang glanced at Zhuang Jiachuan who was groping around in the stream with his sleeves rolled up, shook his head and said, "Wait, see what he touches, then go to the place where he touched it, and then come back to eat. Don't worry, here you go." Keep the food."
The small flames in Wang Daming's eyes dissipated with a puff.
In fact, Zhuang Jiachuan just came down to touch it casually, without any hope that he could really touch it.
But people, maybe they have been unlucky a lot, and they always step on a lucky foot.
Wang Daming squatted alone on the bank and waited for two minutes. Zhuang Jiachuan dragged something that looked like a slate out of the stream with a happy face. Before Wang Daming went to take a closer look, Zhuang Jiachuan quickly washed it with the stream. , quickly went ashore to the hillside.
That... is a stone slab...
Wang Daming was a little hesitant, and always felt that Zhuang Jiachuan's smiling face just now seemed like picking up a slate, but touching a piece of gold.
Isn't it just a "gold" board
With a lid on the saucepan, the stewing speed is doubled.
Zhuang Jiachuan finally managed to be a hero once, and received sincere praise from everyone.
It was Yu Nianbing who looked and looked at the thin stone slab covering the pot. This stone slab is slightly smaller than the pot, but it is also very flat, leaving some gaps for ventilation after covering it. In addition to its general shape, its practicality is simply perfect. The pot has a cover, so it can be stewed faster, of course Yu Nianbing thought of this. It's just that she didn't dare to mention this, because she was afraid that Song Shiyue would go into the water again to touch the matching cover and come back.
As a result, Song Shiyue didn't go. Zhuang Jiachuan touched the lid back...
What a coincidence... Yu Nianbing couldn't help but look at Song Shiyue again.
The latter looked sincerely happy, and was exchanging with Zhuang Jiachuan about his experience of touching rocks under the stream.
Is it her
Should... no...
But is it such a coincidence
It's only because Song Shiyue used the creek too much before, but at this time, she didn't do anything, and Yu Nianbing couldn't help being suspicious.
The grilled snake skewers tied with lemongrass are fragrant and sizzling. With the lid of the stone pot, the soup is gradually brewed in the upwelling steam.
Seeing that the food is slowly getting ready, especially the grilled snake skewers, it is almost ready to eat.
Zhuang Jiachuan sighed in his heart, and finally said the long-planned words that were destined to shatter the happy and harmonious atmosphere at this time, "The sheep team, should they be with us? I think he said this noon , and didn't go to the program team. Does it mean that you have to be with us for lunch?"
Because the lid of the pot that Zhuang Jiachuan touched before going into the water brought a huge bonus to the stew, so even though he said something disappointing at the moment, everyone treated him as usual, just looking at him, Most likely, some exclamations like "Are you stupid" can be read from it.
"I think the sheep team should be regarded as the program team. He didn't watch us cook, and he didn't interfere in anything. He just sat by the tree and closed his eyes to rest his mind." Ning Chuyang turned to the taller one in the distance Po Shang raised his chin and said again, "The team leader can't just sit back and enjoy the success, right?"
Everyone worked very hard for this meal, and Ning Chuyang always had a clear sense of grievances, and he didn't want to rub sand in his eyes.
"However, in the future, there may be places where we can rely on him. And the wild onions we used were discovered by the sheep team, right. This can be regarded as his contribution." Zhuang Jiachuan knew that these things were actually said All are good words, not the truth. But in order to get the show back on track later, he had to say these words.
Without him, I can still see... Yu Nianbing slandered silently, but didn't say anything.
In fact, what Zhuang Jiachuan said made sense, and Yu Nianbing could understand it. If you change places and people, she is willing to agree.
But I don't know why, thinking that most of these were made by Song Shiyue at the risk of being found to be too strong, Yu Nianbing felt a little unhappy. It's okay to distribute it to those who are teammates now and have contributed a little bit. But the sheep team... Thinking of the sheep team's unceremonious provocation to Song Shiyue before, Yu Nianbing couldn't agree with Zhuang Jiachuan.
even…
Yu Nianbing glanced at the dog who was running up from the slope.
To put it bluntly, I would rather feed the dog than feed the sheep team...
The sky is big and the earth is big, this world is so vast, the dog ran and ran, jumped and jumped happily.
So what if the delicious box is not eaten, there are delicious things in the water.
What can trouble a dog who wants to eat
Maybe it's too free, too happy.
By the time it smelled the smell that should be kept away, it was too late.
Four eyes facing each other.
Song Shiyue blinked.
The dog trembled in fright, and before he could make a bravado bark, the small fish in his mouth fell to the ground with a thud.
"Fish..." Song Shiyue let out a meaningful sigh.
Yu Nianbing looked at Song Shiyue in shock.
Although... After eating the snake, there is nothing left to eat.
But... you haven't reached the predicament that even the dog's food has to be eaten