Chapter 1944 Ye Wan is the biggest variable in this program



Orleans grilled wings.

Black pepper steak.

Shredded tripe with vinegar.

Cold black fungus salad.

Cold shredded potatoes.

Cold cucumber salad.

Tomatoes mixed with sugar.

There are four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes. Not to mention the aroma that wafts out when the lid is opened, just the combination of red, green, black and yellow colors is very pleasing to the eye and appetizing.

The small stone table in the village chief's yard was filled with items.

Even so, Ye Wan was still taking things out.

Guan Beibei, who was starving, said: "I have to say, Sister Wan is really awesome!"

Xi Moxin and the other two nodded repeatedly.

In the work hall, looking at the colorful screen, Jia Lintao: …

I was careless! I didn't remind the female guest in advance that she had to take care of her own meals in Shitou Village.

This is one of the program crew's bad tastes.

After all, the audience just wants to see them crying without tears, and then running around the village like headless flies looking for food.

Add to that the language barrier and the fact that everyone is speaking different languages, and lunch might end up being afternoon tea, or a terrible afternoon tea cobbled together from all sides.

Unexpectedly, miscalculated! I thought of all the possibilities, but I didn't expect Ye Wan to be the biggest variable of this show.

This sister doesn’t play by the rules!!! The four meat dishes are all meat dishes that are easy to pack, do not leak juice, and are easy to carry.

Not to mention the four vegetarian dishes, which are served cold and are both delicious and beautiful.

This meal, for the female guests who didn't know where lunch was just a moment ago, and had ready-made food to eat in the blink of an eye, was almost considered a sumptuous meal, right? "Director, five adults and five children, this amount of food is not enough to fill the gaps between our teeth."

"Director, they have no staple food!"

Seeing that Jia Lintao was about to faint, the director and editor gave him some understanding advice.

The next second, Ye Wan was heard waving at Wen Duoyu on the big screen, "Brother Yu, where's your bag?"

"oh."

Wen Duoyu trotted all the way to the house and brought his bag back.

Ye Wan took out two large bags from Wen Duoyu's bag.

A bag of big white steamed buns.

A pack of fluffy croissants.

Guan Beibei's eyes narrowed into crescents as she smiled, "Ye Wan, you're eating and taking things at the same time, didn't the restaurant manager roll his eyes at you?"

"No."

Ye Wan smiled, "I told her that I packed it for you, and she praised us for loving each other."

Jia Lintao: …

As soon as we got off the car, we started looking for the road, but the village was full of bumpy stone roads.

We found the village chief's house all the way. Everyone was so hungry that their backs were sticking to their chests and their feet ached.

Several meat dishes were still warm from being wrapped.

The cold dishes were not too cold and just the right amount to eat.

Five big and five small kids sat on stone blocks, and the female guest stood behind them holding lunch box lids.

The meal was delicious.

Guan Beibei was still thinking about those unpleasant instructions from Xu Leyan's mother, but when she looked at Xu Leyan again, she suddenly laughed.

Xu Leyan, who originally didn't like eating rice residue, looked at it with empty hands at first.

But Lin Jiashu and Shen Yiyang on the left were eating pork ribs and shredded potatoes with great enthusiasm as if they were competing with each other.

Zhou Heyan on the right also looks like a little hamster with bulging cheeks.

Only Wen Duoyu, who was sitting opposite, ate slowly, but his eyes were fixed on the food on the table, as if he was afraid of missing a bite.

It doesn't look very tasty, so why are people eating it so happily? Let's try it.

Without even noticing that a chicken wing was stuffed into his hand, Xu Leyuan took a bite of chicken wing and a bite of steamed bun, a bite of tomato and a bite of black fungus. The taste was sour, sweet and fragrant. After finishing the last bite of steamed bun, he tilted his head back and said, "Aunt Beibei, I want to drink some water..."

Guan Beibei quickly handed the kettle over.

I breathed a sigh of relief: It's stable! I can skip dinner.

Today's eating KPI is completed! (End of this chapter)


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