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Chapter 102 How did you roll up? ! 【Subscribe】

Look at the message from Ren Yan.

Wang Shanhai felt heartwarming.

There is not only a complete set of procedures for killing chickens and geese, but also a tutorial for making simple pots.

In the end, he let himself seize the opportunity.

This is simply the best wingman for their parents!

Wang Shanhai decided that after this matter was resolved, he must give Ren Yan a big red envelope.

Otherwise, he would feel sorry for Ren Yan's efforts.

From the beginning of the outing, I have been silently helping the students in my own way, and at the same time, I have not forgotten my entrustment.

Where can I find a teacher of this level these days?
After Wang Shanhai took a deep look at Ren Yan, he happily twisted his body and reappeared in front of the students.

"It seems that you need help here, little brother?"

It is not very difficult to make a simple pot, follow the instructions on Ren Yan's information.

Wang Shanhai quickly understood the meaning.

It is mainly through the relative control of temperature to achieve a balance, so that materials and fire can complement each other to a certain extent.

In the information, the way Ren Yan gave is to use layers of paper to fold the shape of a bowl, and then use the relative temperature of water and fire to make the paper bowl reach an equilibrium point between flammable and non-combustible.

This has a certain chance of boiling the water.

However, considering the difficulty of the actual operation, the material provided by Ren Yan this time is not simply paper, but tinfoil.

And it is also explained in it that you can fold an outline with wire in advance, so you only need to wrap the outline with tin foil, and a container is almost done.

Moreover, the temperature resistance of tin foil is much higher than that of ordinary paper, as long as it is done according to the principle.

There is almost no chance of mistakes.

The fact is also the same as Ren Yan's guess.

Prompted by the information, Wang Shanhai quickly made a simple container in front of the students.

And successfully boiled water with this container.

A group of students around were fascinated by this rough thing that said that a bowl is not like a bowl, and that a pot is not like a pot.

They were a little unbelievable.

"Just such a crude thing that can really boil water?"

"Even if it's tin foil, will it really not burn if it comes into direct contact with the flame?"

When they used to barbecue, it was not uncommon to see the tin foil being burned.

Why is it intact now, with no sign of being burned at all?
The students in Class Nine did not understand.

Afterwards, Wang Shanhai complacently explained that set of explanations about temperature in his own words.

It attracted the admiration of the students around.

"Wow, Brother Wang, is this all right?!"

"Brother Wang is awesome!"

At the same time, the reactions of netizens in the live broadcast room were similar.

They all said that they had learned another useless knowledge.

But they still don't understand.

Why does Brother Bajie's method always have the taste of being a teacher?

But they didn't bother to think about it.

If you can learn something, this live broadcast is not in vain.

At the same time, what they are more concerned about now is how the students plan to kill those poultry in the future.

Although Ren Yan has already outlined the general process before, it must still be difficult to implement.

They were extremely curious about this.

At the same time, the students in Class Nine were also a little embarrassed.

I really don't know how to start.

At this time, Wang Bo gritted his teeth and chose a relatively weak duck with a multi-function knife.

With a heartbeat, he slashed away at the duck's neck.

In an instant, red blood gushed out, immediately staining Wang Bo's palm red.

The duck, which was still swinging back and forth, became silent after a while, and its eyes slowly closed.

Looking at the scarlet on his palm, Wang Bo suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart.

There is no guilt as imagined, nor the hostility that was determined before.

He just stared blankly at everything in front of him, unexpectedly there was such a emptiness in his heart.

It seemed that something returned to him at that moment.

"Good job."

Seeing Wang Bo's appearance, Wang Shanhai felt a little emotional. He knew that his son had really grown up a lot.

Those messy and flamboyant emotions had already begun to gradually disappear from his body.

Wang Shanhai felt this way. Having read countless people, he believed that he was absolutely right this time.

"Ah, thank you, Brother Wang."

Wang Bo withdrew his mind, and thanked Wang Shanhai very sincerely.

From the beginning, Wang Shanhai was helping himself and others.

Wang Bo felt that the other party could afford a sincere thank you.

However, after hearing Wang Bo call himself Brother Wang, Wang Shanhai felt a chill for no reason.

Made
Lao Tzu became the other party's elder brother.

It is estimated that there is no one else in the world except myself.

But Wang Shanhai couldn't say anything yet, he made the students call him Brother Wang himself, which made him extremely aggrieved.

I can only quickly change the subject.

"Alright, alright, now that we have boiled water and the ducks have been killed, let's move on to the next step."

"Yes, yes, Wang Bo, hurry up, let's see if we can deal with it first." The surrounding students came to talk to each other.

Wang Bo gave them an annoyed look: "Then decide whether to do it yourself or not, right? Rubbish~"

As he said that, Wang Bo made a gesture of praise.

But after that, he still honestly used the method Ren Yan mentioned before in front of the whole class, plus Wang Shanhai's advice.

Start plucking the duck.

Speaking of which, duck feathers soaked in boiling water are not as difficult to remove as Wang Bo imagined.

Almost with a slight force, those feathers will fall off in the direction of his own strength.

Not long after, a duck stripped naked by Wang Bo appeared in front of everyone.

Although there are still some tiny feathers stuck on it, it is no longer important.

In Wang Shanhai's words, these fluffs will burn themselves under high temperature later, and they specify that they can't eat even one.

Look at the naked duck.

The timidity of the students in Class Nine disappeared without a trace.

After shedding, this is the kind of dead duck they are most commonly seen in.

This is a guilty egg~
Ever since, with Wang Bo proofreading in front, the boys in Class [-] charged at the poultry who didn't have much resistance.

After a while, each poultry was completely stripped.

During this period, some courageous girls also tried to do it.

It was not as unacceptable as they imagined.

For a moment, the students in Class Nine felt that they had mastered something that their peers would never know, and everyone seemed very satisfied.

Once the poultry was done, the students started making more disposable pots and pans as before.

Get ready for a real cookout.

Wang Shanhai also took a series of seasonings prepared by Ren Yan before, so that these foods will not all have the unique fishy smell of meat.

As for those oils and such that might be used.

The students all chose poultry fat under Wang Shanhai's suggestion.

Frying and roasting on a high heat pan for a while, they will melt into what oil should be.

After more than two hours of ups and downs, the first ray of fragrance that belonged exclusively to Class Nine began to waft out.

And gradually drifted everywhere with the unique breeze of Longtoushan.

After the students in other classes smell the smell, look at the 'fast food' they brought.

Tears flowed from the corners of his mouth, and then he looked at his class teacher with some sorrow.

The meaning is clear.

'That, we want too! '

And the head teachers of each school could only look at the position of class nine without tears.

Strong dissatisfaction with Ren Yan surged in his heart.

'We're just here for a field trip, just relax! '

'Why are you, a teacher who has become a monk halfway, still rolling up? ! '

'Do you know that this is not conducive to our internal unity! '

The head teachers wanted to cry for a while but had no tears.

Ren Yan, on the other hand, happily ate a roasted browned duck leg, full of praise.

At the same time, Wang Yu, who had already returned to class one, smelled the gluttonous smell and looked at the calmness of his class.

I feel deeply that I should not come back.

At the same time, a bold idea slowly grew in his heart.
(End of this chapter)