“Good job!”
Off the field, Lu Jun was gloating, clapping and shouting, "As expected, Bai Lu cares about us more!"
Yi Bailu pretended to be angry and shouted loudly: "I don't give a damn about you!"
Tang Yao also joked: "I think you are the traitor who deliberately led them to lose. You can come to our table to eat after you take over the pot."
Yi Bailu wrinkled his nose and snorted: "You might fail in one round, let's win first!"
After a few words, the white team came on the court.
Tang Yao and Lu Jun have been permanent members since the first season of Gan Fan Ren, and they cooperate very well with each other. In addition, Zhou Wei is also a good and obedient child. The three of them are about the same height and leg length, and they have learned from the previous lessons of the Red Team. Therefore, as soon as they came on the court, they grasped the key points of this challenge, shouting the rhythm, and crossing the rotating horizontal bar with the same foot on the spot.
Soon, the horizontal bar accelerated, and the three members of the white team crossed it safely, regained their rhythm, and immediately surpassed the red team in duration, thus securing the victory of this challenge.
"Oops, I lost."
Off the court, Yi Bailu sighed.
Then he laughed again: "But it doesn't matter, we won two dishes! And the sponsor's salted duck eggs are really delicious, every one of them is red and juicy."
Jiangdao was actually a little disappointed that he couldn't taste the last dish.
But since that's the rule of the game, he has no complaints if he really loses. Anyway, he has already memorized the name of the dish. At worst, he can buy it and try it himself after the show is finished.
But... he actually lost the battle for food, and this feeling made Jiangdao a little unhappy.
This was the first time he lost a fight for food since he was a child!
Well, actually these challenges today are not considered fights.
If he really relied on fighting to win the food, with his current small body, let alone defeating Chu Yinlong, I'm afraid even Lu Jun could knock him to the ground with just a casual collision.
Jiang Dao lowered his head and pinched his bamboo-like thighs, his face full of disgust.
…
Unsurprisingly, the White Team won the third round of challenges and took away the last token with the words "Take the Pot" written on it. On the red team that failed to win the game, Jiang Dao chose salted duck eggs at the suggestion of Chu Yinlong.
"Eat, eat! I'm starving."
As soon as he finished choosing the dishes, Lu Jun ran to the hotel lobby yelling.
“I can smell the aroma of vegetables!”
With him taking the lead, the guests also joined in the fun, shouting that they were hungry and rushing towards the hall. In the end, they were called back by the director team with a loud speaker, and they had to re-record the shot of entering the restaurant together, which took another ten minutes.
When everyone finally saw the dishes, it was already past 1:30 in the afternoon, just as Tang Yao had said.
After exchanging tokens for dishes, Jiang Dao, Chu Yinlong and Yi Bailu sat down at the table belonging to the Red Team. The staff quickly brought the dishes belonging to each team to the table and placed a bowl of rice in front of each person.
Chu Yinlong had just stood up and was about to use the serving chopsticks to serve food to the two of them when he heard the director's voice-over speaker sound again: "Next, there is a dining challenge for everyone."
At the table of the white team next to them, Lu Jun roared in pain: "Can people still eat properly? Our show is for people who eat, people who eat! Not for people who challenge!"
The voice-over smiled with an extremely malicious smile, and continued: "The challenge is the Clean Plate Movement. This so-called clean plate means that after the meal, except for bones and fish bones, no solid matter can be left on the plate, including but not limited to onions, ginger, garlic, and chili peppers..."
"That's it, I don't eat onions." Tang Yao almost put down his chopsticks.
"Do salted duck egg shells count?" Lu Jun felt uncomfortable if he didn't make a joke.
"Not really." The director team replied, "Of course, if you like to eat eggshells, you can eat them."
"What is the reward for successfully completing the challenge?" Yi Bailu asked.
The director team replied: "No reward."
"Then we won't cook anymore. Come on, everyone, eat as much as you want." Lu Jun responded quickly.
The director team added: "But if you can't do it, there will be punishment."
Tang Yao clapped his hands and said, "Oh no, it's over. Weiwei doesn't eat onions either. Brother Lu, I'm counting on you."
Lu Yun: ...
Lu Yun stroked his chest and sighed, "Fortunately, we are not eating Sichuan cuisine this time, otherwise, half of the dish would be peppered with peppers and the other half with Sichuan peppercorns. I would go crazy."
Jiang Dao listened to the jokes of the others while he peeled the salted duck egg carefully, put it to his nose and smelled it, frowning slightly...
The egg smelled a bit strange, and the egg white had lost its elasticity, as if it had gone bad.
He really couldn't understand why the eggs had to be cooked like this when they were obviously delicious when cooked.
Although he was a little confused, Jiang Dao hated wasting food even more, so he gritted his teeth and endured it, eating half of the salted duck egg in one bite.
“Hey!” Chu Yinlong, who was sitting opposite, was shocked. “Salted duck eggs, Xiaodao! You eat them like this?!”
Hearing the scream, the camera nearby turned around and took a close-up of Jiang Dao without hesitation.
Jiang Dao's whole face was almost wrinkled.
However, if the food he has already eaten is not poisonous, he will not spit it out.
After chewing a few times while suppressing his discomfort, Jiang Dao finally swallowed half the egg whole, choking so hard that he almost cried.
Chu Yinlong quickly poured a glass of water and handed it to Jiang Dao, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's wrong with you? Is this your first time eating salted duck eggs?"
Jiang Dao took the cup of water and drank it all in big gulps, then exhaled slowly.
If he didn't trust the crew and knew that the show would not mess up, when he encountered food that he suspected was spoiled, he would definitely take a small bite first to make sure there was no problem before eating it all.
Who would have thought that this so-called "salted duck egg" is actually so salty.
In the world outside of books, uncontaminated salt is a very precious thing. Except for a few powerful forces that control a certain area, ordinary people would never use salt to pickle dishes.
When Jiang Dao first traveled into the book, he had eaten two pre-cooked chicken breasts at the original owner's house and felt that the saltiness was too luxurious. So much so that when he heard the word "salted duck egg", he subconsciously thought that the egg would taste similar to chicken breast.
As it turned out, he had underestimated the weirdness of this world.
"This duck egg is good, the core is red and juicy." Chu Yinlong cracked his salted duck egg, scooped out the egg white and yolk with chopsticks, and put it in the bowl of rice. "Xiaodao, mash it and mix it with rice. It's very fragrant."
As he spoke, he demonstrated as if he was teaching a child.
Jiang Dao was not used to being treated like a baby, but he was too lazy to complain and just mashed the remaining half salted duck egg into the rice.
The world is big, but eating is the most important thing.
Anyway, after recording this variety show, he and the Kung Fu movie emperor probably won't have much chance to meet again, so why bother making things unpleasant with others on the show.
Beside him, Yi Bailu picked up a piece of neat, boneless fish belly with a serving chopstick, put it on Chu Yinlong's plate, and said with a smile: "Brother Long, eat fish."
Chu Yinlong nodded politely: "Thank you. Don't worry about me, just eat your food."
Yi Bailu nodded obediently and picked up another piece of fish belly for himself. Just as he was about to eat, he suddenly remembered something and tilted his head to ask, "By the way, isn't Brother Long a warrior monk? Can he eat meat?"
"I returned to secular life a long time ago." Chu Yinlong answered as he used a serving chopstick to cut the Huaishan roast chicken into pieces and gave a chicken leg to Yi Bailu and Jiang Dao respectively.
"You've returned to secular life?" Yi Bailu asked with a grin, "Does that mean you can still date and get married?"
Chu Yinlong smiled and said, "I don't have such plans."
The next sentence changed the subject: "By the way, although I eat meat, I don't eat onions, ginger, and garlic. I'll leave the Clean Plate Campaign to you guys?"
"Oh," Yi Bailu covered his mouth, "I don't eat these either...what about Xiaodao?"
"Well, leave it to me." Jiang Dao agreed casually while chewing on a chicken leg, then turned to ask the director team, "Just one bowl of rice?"
When everyone looked closely, they realized that in just a few words, Jiang Dao had eaten up the whole bowl of rice without anyone noticing, and there was not a grain of rice left on the wall of the bowl. On the plate next to it, there was a handful of fish bones and a few chicken bones, which had also been picked clean.
Chu Yinlong: ...
Yi Bailu: ...
When did this child eat so much?
He knows magic, right? !
The staff brought another bowl of rice and handed it to Jiangdao.
Jiang Dao took the meal, picked up some dishes and put them into the bowl with the public chopsticks, then changed to his own chopsticks, lowered his head, and stuffed the food into his mouth at a very low-key but definitely not slow speed. After a while, he spit out the fish bones and chicken bones that he had picked out, and finally took two mouthfuls of rice.
He didn't say a word the whole time, nor did he make any strange noises, nor did he look embarrassed by eating too fast.
Not only Chu Yinlong and Yi Bailu, but even the director was amazed by what he saw, and the camera was almost pointing at Jiang Dao's face.
"Xiaodao," the director joked, "would you consider becoming a regular on our show next season? I think you'd be a perfect fit."
Jiang Dao paused with his chopsticks.
He swallowed the rice in his mouth and shook his head, "The food is delicious, but I have to do so many challenges before I can eat it. If I lose, I can only eat salted duck eggs... Forget it."
Although the salted duck egg mixed with rice is quite delicious, wouldn’t it be better if he bought it and mixed it with rice himself?
Why wait until the challenge is lost, which makes people feel bad even when eating.
Jiang Dao rejected the director's invitation, quickly picked up a few slices of green onion, ginger and garlic into the bowl, and silently finished half a bowl of rice.
Under Jiang Dao's influence, Chu Yinlong ate too much without realizing it. Soon, all the dishes on the red team's table were cleared out, and there was not even a piece of onion, ginger or garlic left.
"This is the cleanest I've ever eaten!"
At the table next to them, Team White also completed the Clean Plate Challenge. Lu Jun slammed the table and struggled, "I never want to eat green onions again in my life. If I had known this dish would be so bad, I should have let them win..."
Everyone responded with a friendly smile.
At this point, the morning recording was successfully completed.
The crew booked rooms for the guests at the resort. After a one and a half hour free time for lunch, the entire crew will drive to the recording location for the dinner challenge.
Only when he stood up from the dining table did Jiang Dao realize that he had eaten too much at noon.
This body was completely different from his previous body that had experienced many vicissitudes of life and was resistant to falls and beatings. It probably had never been hungry or overeaten, so after eating only two small bowls of rice, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable.
Seeing that the camera had put away the equipment, Zhu Yao came forward and frowned, "Why do you eat so much? Don't you know that you are prone to obesity? It's just a show, just get the point across."
"The food is delicious." Jiang Dao shrugged and said indifferently, "I'll just walk around a bit. After recording the show tonight, I'll go out and run two or three kilometers..."
Zhu Yao pushed his glasses and said, "Do you think I believe it?"
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