Mu Sheng, who felt a chill inexplicably on his back, straightened up, looked around in confusion, scratched his head, and finally calmed down and sat down under the supervision of the director team.
When we arrived at the place, we found a very beautiful house with a classical courtyard, which was full of exquisite classical charm.
The filming crew arrived before them and had already set up their cameras, ready to start shooting.
The entire program of "Food Journey" gives guests a lot of freedom to play. A local guide is provided and they are assigned tasks. The guests are free to form groups to find these ingredients or dishes and bring them back to the courtyard.
The first day was mainly for everyone to rest and relieve the fatigue of the long-distance flight.
And just as Mu Sheng expected, after a short rest in the afternoon, everyone got familiar with the environment and packed their luggage, and then the mayor came to comfort them with a big bucket.
The bucket contains a very famous fish species here, which can only be eaten in this season and cannot be artificially cultivated.
The meat is delicate and plump, and it is a very rare delicacy.
After everything that needed to be said and introduced had been said, the group briefly decided on which dishes to make and then prepared to start cooking dinner.
Because the bowl of fried eggs on Weibo didn't have cooked noodles, Chu Ci was gloriously assigned to the job of helping out by several people.
At this moment, she was squatting beside the bucket, watching the three fish paddling leisurely in the water.
Mu Sheng raised his eyebrows and glanced over here, thinking that this little girl might have been traumatized by what she had said to Yu in the car before. Just as she was about to step forward, she saw Yan Chao walking over nonchalantly.
Looking at Yan Chao's expression, Mu Sheng narrowed her eyes suspiciously. It happened that the king asked her to wash the vegetables and prepare side dishes for stewed fish and grilled fish.
Mu Sheng didn't understand anything, so he just responded casually and turned to serve the dishes.
Yan Chao looked at the little girl squatting on the ground, almost curled up into a ball, his eyes dimmed. He raised his hand from behind and rubbed the little girl's bun.
"What are you looking at?"
The little girl felt the pressure from behind her head and couldn't help but look back.
She was squatting on the ground with her head raised. Yan Chao was really afraid that she would accidentally fall over, so he quickly reached out with his other hand to grab the back of the girl's head, looking at her with a helpless frown.
"Be honest."
The little girl looked at him with a smile, "Senior."
Like a little piece of candy.
Yan Chao exerted a little force on his hands, watched Chu Ci lower her head again, stood up and turned around.
"But speaking of which, senior, you can actually cook?" The soft touch of the little girl's hair was still in his palm. At this moment, she stood up and looked at him with her head tilted.
That little face looks so easy to pinch.
Yan Chao's entire mind was focused on this little face, and he responded casually.
I would like to say one more thing: How about I make it for you?
But looking at the camera next to him, Yan Chao swallowed these words silently.
The little girl has no works, but she has received too much attention, and this kind of attention is not good.
"Mr. Yan, I'll leave the grilled fish to you. Let our sister Chu Ci assist you."
The king shouted in the house while holding a handful of coriander.
Yan Chao replied, then raised his hand to roll up his sleeves, glanced at the fish still jumping in the bucket, and then looked at Chu Ci, who had also heard the sound and turned to look into the house. His voice was a little low, with some smile, "Come and help."
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