Chapter 72: Cherish Food

Gu Yang was not teaching them how to harvest rice before. After all, harvesting rice is something that can be done with hands. She just told them that the dust on the rice leaves will make the skin itchy, so whether harvesting rice or moving rice, they should try to avoid rice leaves and start with rice stalks.

Soon, when the rice was about half harvested, the four members of the black team began to feel itchy arms and legs, and couldn't help but pinch them with their hands.

Especially the two female stars Ruan Yan and Tang Qiaoqiao, whose skin was delicate, soon pinched out a lot of red marks. On

the other hand, the white team, because of Gu Yang's pre-match guidance, did not get much dust on the rice leaves.

The audience in the live broadcast room also soon discovered——

[Ah, what's wrong with Yanyan's skin? Could it be an allergy? 】

【The program crew is such a nobody, they actually let my sister do such rough work! 】

【How come the White Team is fine? I suddenly started to talk about conspiracy. 】

【This can even be a conspiracy, it really makes me laugh to death, a certain fan who is not very knowledgeable should not come out to make jokes, okay? Didn't someone say before that the dust on the rice leaves will make people's skin itchy? The white group cuts rice by grabbing the rice stalks below and carries the rice stalks. The black group cuts directly by grabbing the rice leaves. If they don't feel itchy, who else will feel itchy?

Cao Junning sent Ruan Yan to the shade of the tree on the edge of the field and said, "Yanyan, you take a rest first, I'll do your part."

Ruan Yan smiled and said, "Thank you, Junning."

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly on the side, "I really envy Sister Ruan Yan for having a boyfriend like Brother Cao to love her. Unlike me, I can only do it myself."

"Qiaoqiao, I'll help you with your part, you go take a rest under the shade of the tree first." Wei Yuzhou took the initiative to take over Tang Qiaoqiao's work.

"Thank you, Brother Wei." Tang Qiaoqiao said obediently.

If it were any other time, she would definitely refuse again, but now she really couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to give up and go back to take a shower.

[Zhou Zhou is still so gentlemanly]

[Ahhh, Yanyan and her brother-in-law are so sweet, they look like a couple, and Ruan Chu has the nerve to say that she is Cao Junning's girlfriend, it's really funny]

But there were also audiences who sneered at the comparison.

[Are they just coquettish? Gu Yang and Ruan Chu, two rich girls, can hold on, but they can't? ]

[I don't think it's necessary to compete, the winner is clear, the black team is not smart, and they don't cooperate]

[It's originally a rural life variety show, if you really want to be so coquettish, don't be on the show, if you don't come here to do farm work, are you going to walk the red carpet? ]

The two plots of land were not big, and the competition ended quickly.

The result was obvious, the White Team won.

When everyone came out of the rice fields, their clean clothes were covered with mud, and their feet were covered with mud.

Director Chen did not let everyone go back immediately, but asked the local farmers invited by the program team to show the guests how to thresh rice with the old machines.

The live broadcast room was once again filled with a series of nostalgic comments -

[When we were young, there were no rice harvesters in the village. We threshed the rice like this after harvesting it manually. We thought it was fun at the time]

Director Chen waved a palm fan beside him and said nostalgically: "Each grain of rice on the table has to be watered with hard work and sweat. Even in the autumn harvest, there is countless sweat in the joy.

Cutting rice, moving rice, threshing rice, and then there are several processes to turn the golden rice into the crystal rice on the table."

The live broadcast room was once again filled with comments, this time all of which were: [Cherish food]

Seeing is believing, no matter how much you say, it is not as good as seeing it with your own eyes.

On the way back, the setting sun was slanting down, and the afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the surrounding golden rice fields.