I was assigned to farm by fans but in my hometown

Chapter 34 Special Missions
"Sit on my bumpy bun~it will never be stuck in traffic~"

Not only eating melons, but also being able to toss people, Jiang Yuge's mood is as jubilant as clouds floating in the sky. They are old acquaintances, so you are welcome, and turn on the song god mode.

Lu Yao touched his ears.

As a music creator, this kind of singing without a word in the tune is really uncomfortable for him.

She changed the lyrics, Lu Yao comforted herself, it might as well be listened to as a new song.

With this thought in mind, Lu Yao's face turned cloudy again, and even looked at Jiang Yuge with encouragement for a newcomer with no bright future.

Jiang Yuge was horrified by what he saw, and his voice unconsciously weakened.

Only then did Lu Yao's face completely heal, and he even breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yuge could see what he meant. His singing voice was weak, but his momentum couldn't be weak. He sang without stopping along the way.

To be honest, no one in the room would have thought that Jiang Yuge could sing so many songs.If this kind of singing can be regarded as knowing.

The car finally stopped. It was still the tea garden where they picked tea two days ago, but it was next to the house on the other side.

Lu Yao opened the door almost as soon as the car stopped, and he never felt that half an hour was so long.

Jiang Yuge saw that the veins on his arm that opened the car door were all bulging, and his conscience felt that he seemed to be going too far.

The program team announced today's task, frying tea, the amount of task is determined by the guests themselves, but the output of the two guests must be equal.

It's broken, Jiang Yuge suddenly remembered that he doesn't know how to stir-fry tea, after all, children can't get close to the pot.

Jiang Yuge was a little flustered, why don't we stir up a little less.

The program group saved money, they saved effort, and a world where no one was injured was achieved.

Right, that is it.

Jiang Yuge expressed his proposal to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao showed a familiar smile, and Jiang Yuge knew that something was wrong.

really.

"How can we do that?" Lu Yao began to display his flamboyant acting skills again: "What is our original intention for coming to this show? Of course we have to go all out."

Jiang Yuge felt that his conscience was too early.

"I'm doing it for your own good," Jiang Yuge bluffed, "I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it when the time comes."

"Yeah." Lu Yao smiled a little while speaking, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."

"Hmph!" Jiang Yuge blushed when he heard his sarcasm.

bother.

Outside the hut, you can smell the aroma of tea, and green smoke billows from the kitchen chimney of the hut.

In the room, the grandmother weighing tea is busy in front of the pot.Grandma's hands are turning the tea leaves in the pot. With her movements, there are bursts of tea fragrance, and the tea leaves gradually deepen from fresh green to mature.

Grandma built a new pot for them to watch, and not long after, the fresh tea was cooked under Grandma's hands.

Grandma: "Do you understand?"

"Understood." But Jiang Yuge felt that it was a bit too simple and different from what he imagined.

Jiang Yuge expressed his doubts, and got a clear expression from the grandmother, but the grandmother didn't say anything, just asked them to try it themselves.

So Jiang Yuge fried tea for the first time, and harvested a small bowl of fried tea, but Lu Yao made good tea.

Jiang Yuge originally thought that this food was actually similar to fried rice, just stir fry it until cooked.

But it's a pity that the tea has to be turned and rubbed by hand, and although she is never afraid of getting hot when cooking, she doesn't have that kind of ruthless iron hand, so she can't keep it hot.

Jiang Yuge looked at Lu Yao in disbelief: "How did you do it?"

"You can't learn it." Lu Yao hadn't spoken since grandma made tea, and he wasn't very interested at the moment.

Jiang Yuge didn't know what he was suddenly depressed about, she just wanted to know how he was able to improve by leaps and bounds because he was a person who could only cook a meal.

Lu Yao pulled himself out of his emotions, and saw Jiang Yuge staring at him with burning eyes, wishing he could pull his hand away to have a look.

"Nun." Lu Yao opened his palm to show her his calloused palm.

"Do you do small work?" Jiang Yuge blurted out without thinking.

"I know a lot of musical instruments, do you think I don't need to practice?" Lu Yao's face darkened, "Aren't you my fan? You don't know?"

Jiang Yuge smiled embarrassingly: "Didn't you forget?"

"and many more."

"Ok?"

"How do you know I'm your fan?"

"Some time ago."

Jiang Yuge understands, so he is normal to other people, so he can be a disaster for fans, right?Just lose your temper with fans, right?

Jiang Yuge: "For the sake of being your fan, can you restrain your poisonous tongue?"

Lu Yao refused bluntly: "Didn't the fans say they love everything about me? I deliberately don't show my true self in front of other people."

Jiang Yuge didn't want to talk, so Jiang Yuge returned to the most urgent and realistic question: "Then can you cook less?"

"No."

"Fry it and copy it! Whoever is afraid of whom!"

The big deal is that if you can't complete the task, it won't matter. The program team didn't mention punishment.

The program team also remembered this, and the director's voice came from the camera on one side: "Today's task, if the amount of tea roasted by the two people is not the same, the lesser party will have to pay all the expenses."

Oh you bubble teapot!

"Have you got it home?" Jiang Yuge couldn't accept this kind of blow.

The meal at noon was very hearty, and Jiang Yuge, who was favored by grandma, even added a chicken leg.

But Jiang Yuge couldn't be happy. She fell behind Lu Yao a lot in the morning.

Even though Jiang Yuge gradually learned to have quick eyesight and quick hands, and quickly pulled out his hand before being burned, he still couldn't hold on, let alone standing by the pot with the fire burning, Jiang Yuge was afraid of sweat dripping into the tea.

In the afternoon, the weather gets hotter, and the temperature in the kitchen is comparable to midsummer.

Jiang Yuge looked at his red paws, and Lu Yao, whose white shirt was soaked in sweat and tirelessly stir-frying the tea leaves, and began to think.

Why is she trying so hard?
She obviously won't speculate more than Lu Yao, and today's single look is that she bought it herself. Doesn't the more she speculates, the more she pays?

The harder you work, the more you suffer.

So she opened it and found a small bench to sit down.

In order not to affect the taste of the tea, they went through an inspection. Lu Yao could not change his clothes, but Jiang Yuge, who had scented clothes, was asked to put on a fried tea dress, and their hair was also wrapped up.

Changing clothes back and forth is too troublesome, and I can't go out anyway, so I just treat it as a sweat.

With this in mind, Jiang Yuge sat aside and watched Lu Yao work.

Sweat ran across Lu Yao's delicate face, and slid into the shirt along the jaw line. The shirt was wet, and it looked like it would soon become the emperor's shirt.

Jiang Yuge swallowed involuntarily, thinking: So this is the boss's treatment.

Sitting on the side sweating and watching the handsome guy serve!

(End of this chapter)