Everyone must listen carefully and see clearly."
"yes."
…
After a while, everyone was extremely surprised to see the self-heating hot pot cooking!
Sima Yifeng immediately asked:
"Is this also the procedure for self-heating rice?"
“That’s basically it, but there are some slight differences.”
"Then I'll do it myself, and you watch me. If there's anything wrong, point it out!"
"good."
…
Under Song Yaoyao's guidance, Sima Yifeng also started to cook self-heating rice.
At this time, the aroma of the self-heating hot pot wafted out.
In this desolate wilderness, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva when they smelled such a fragrant aroma.
Song Yaoyao said to everyone:
"We have more here, everyone can choose what you want to eat!"
"good."
Song Qinghui, Liu Zheheng and the others each picked one and went to the side to work on it.
Song Yaoyao looked at Ying Yi, Song Yi and the others and said:
"And you guys, hurry up!
This is an order!"
"yes."
With Ying Yi and Song Yi taking the lead, the other secret guards followed suit and chose their favorite ones.
In fact, Song Yaoyao has already decided what to eat. She wants to eat snail noodles.
Song Yaoyao happened to have an iron pot in her car, so she planned to build a simple stove, picked up some branches, and then made a fire to cook snail noodles.
Song Yaoyao did what she said and prepared to move some stones.
Song Qinghui saw Song Yaoyao walking towards the roadside, and immediately followed her and asked:
"Yaoyao, what are you going to do?"
"Brother, I'm going to move some stones and build a simple stove."
"So that's how it is. With so many of us here, why would we need you to do anything?
Just wait, it’s all given to us.”
Of course, the hot pot has just been cooked, so we have to wait for a while before we can eat it. It’s okay to let my brother and others do this job.
Song Yaoyao nodded and said, "Okay!"
Song Qinghui and the others went to build the stove.
Song Yaoyao could just prepare some ingredients, such as vegetables, chicken feet, chicken legs, bean curd sheets... adding these in would make it taste better.
Soon, the simple stove was built, and even the branches were picked up!
Song Qinghui placed the iron pot on the simple stove and asked:
"Yaoyao, what are you going to do?"
"I'm going to cook snail noodles!"
"What is snail rice noodle?"
"You'll know when it's cooked."
"All right!"
…
More than ten minutes later, when the conch noodle seasoning was put into the pot, the smell made many people present cover their noses.
Everyone looked at each other in surprise. The taste was too strong!
How could the princess...
Sima Yifeng shrugged his nose and turned to look at Song Yaoyao. After confirming that the smell was coming from the iron pot, he couldn't help but cover his nose.
Lu Xuangui moved closer to Sima Yifeng and asked in a low voice:
"Master, what is the base for the princess's cooking?"
"How should I know?"
"Are you sure it's not that?"
"Which one?"
"The one in the toilet!"
"Hey, you said it, I didn't say anything!
If that girl finds out, I hope you can withstand her wrath!"
"Master, we are the only ones here, master and disciple. If you don't tell me and I don't tell you, who would know?
Master, you won't betray me, right?"
“That’s hard to say!”
…
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