I asked you to pan for gold, do you understand panning for gold? Do you use a car to pull it?

The fire was too hot, and the fire was too hot.

"You have to put the dry grass at one end of the firewood and set up the branches. If you burn directly from the middle of the branches, how long will it take for it to catch fire?"

"Let's get some more dry grass and I'll show you how to do it."

Hearing this, Chen Feng could only stand up and gather a lot of dry grass with Zheng Ping. Zheng Ping started and Chen Feng watched from the side.

In fact, Chen Feng wanted to try again, but Zheng Ping didn't let him.

According to Zheng Ping's words, when you start the fire, we should go panning for gold.

Chen Feng could only squint his eyes at this. How could it be so exaggerated.

Zheng Ping not only set up the firewood, but also stuck a few branches in the dry grass.

After the fire was lit, Zheng Ping blew it from time to time, and soon the firewood crackled. Zheng Ping picked up a lot of branches and threw them on it, and the fire was completely lit.

"Have you learned it?"

Zheng Ping found confidence in Chen Feng for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"It's easy, I'll show you next time." Chen Feng said simply.

He felt that he understood it, but he was still a little unsure whether he could ignite it when he put it into practice.

It can only be said that everything is not as easy as imagined if you don't practice it yourself.

"Haha, you will get it after a few more times. This thing is not difficult." Zheng Ping smiled.

The two went to wash rice together. Today Huang Fei took out two bags of noodles. He had found gold, so he had to celebrate.

Chen Feng didn't plan to eat instant noodles today. He was going to change his taste and have a clay pot rice.

After washing the rice, Chen Feng borrowed some oil from Zheng Ping and borrowed some seasonings such as soy sauce.

After that, he borrowed some green vegetables from Yin Xing, washed them and put them in the lunch box.

He took out two sausages, borrowed a knife from Huang Fei, cut the sausages into slices and put them in.

Because there was no cutting board, Chen Feng cut the sausages into different sizes and crooked shapes. Anyway, he didn't care about eating it himself, so it was fine like this.

It can be said that this clay pot rice was only available thanks to the help of his fellow villagers. He had nothing but rice, lunch boxes and sausages.

After everything was ready, Chen Feng threw the aluminum lunch box into the fire, and he would be able to eat the fragrant outdoor clay pot rice in a while.

Mainly, it was the first time for Chen Feng to do this, and he was a little unsure, but anyway, as long as it could be cooked, it would be better than bread.

Except for a few people who ate steamed rice, the others still ate pancakes with green onions and some pickles.

When Huang Fei's noodles were almost finished, Chen Feng's clay pot rice was just about ready.

Hooking the lunch box back with a branch, Chen Feng used his fingernails to pick it open. The aluminum lunch box burned Chen Feng's fingers, so he couldn't help but blow it.

As soon as the lunch box was opened, the fragrance came out immediately, and everyone couldn't help but look over.

"Oh my god, it smells good."

"It looks good too, Fengzi is good."

"How did you do it? Teach me, I don't want to eat pancakes tomorrow."

Chen Feng smiled when he heard what they said. He also felt that he did it well. He didn't expect that the first attempt was quite successful.

Zheng Ping sat next to him and couldn't help but look over.

Just now he thought that good rice could be eaten with this and that, so it wouldn't taste good, right?

Now he suddenly felt slapped in the face, as if it looked really good, better than his rice that had no taste.

Chen Feng used his sleeve to pad the lunch box, put it on the stone in front of him, picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to taste it.

"Hmm! It's OK, but a little bland. I didn't dare to put too much salt just now, but it tastes really good."

"Brother Zheng, give me some pickles."

Chen Feng took the chopsticks to pickle the jar of pickles from Zheng Ping. Seeing this, Zheng Ping handed the jar to him and asked him to pick it up himself.

After putting the pickles on the rice and feeling that it was enough, Chen Feng returned the pickle jar to Zheng Ping.

"What are you always looking at? Do you want to eat it? Let me give you a taste?" Chen Feng grinned at Zheng Ping, who was not looking at his eyes.

Zheng Ping was not polite when he heard it. He stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a little. He really wanted to taste it.

"Hmm... It's really good." Zheng Ping couldn't help but nod and praise.

"Hehe, you didn't believe me just now. I said I would make you a portion, but you refused. Now you regret it." Chen Feng smiled proudly and picked up some rice and put it in his mouth.

"I've never eaten like this before. Who would put so many ingredients in rice? I thought it wouldn't taste good." Zheng Ping did have some regrets.

"It's just pig food. Put so many ingredients in it.

It can't be bad. "

Chen Feng is now confident. He would never dare to say this before the clay pot rice is out of the pot.

"Brother Xing, give me some chili sauce."

Chen Feng shouted to Yin Xing after eating a few bites.

It's spicy and strong. The chili sauce made by Yin Xing himself is quite delicious.

"Here you go." Yin Xing reached out from a distance and handed the can to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng took a step forward and took the chili sauce, and used chopsticks to pick up a little on the rice.

The fragrant clay pot rice was served with a little chili sauce and pickles. Chen Feng ate it very deliciously, especially the porridge at the bottom of the lunch box. Chen Feng chewed it crunchily, and the more he chewed, the more delicious it became.

These people watched Chen Feng eat here, and they were all a little jealous.

They were really envious. How could Chen Feng be so good at eating and be able to research such things.

To put it bluntly, these things, except for ham, are very delicious. Intestines, they all have them.

No, I must let Chen Feng make one for me tomorrow. Whoever likes this crappy pancake can eat it. If I keep eating, I will soon become a pancake.

After everyone finished eating and cleaning up, everyone got on the car and prepared to sleep. This time, Chen Feng said he didn't want to sleep next to Zheng Ping. Who can stand the groping and searching in the middle of the night?

But other seats are also occupied. Who should I find to change with him?

He looked for a long time and found that Huang Fei's seat was the most comfortable. He thought about it and walked over.

"Da Fei, let's discuss something."

Huang Fei turned around and looked at Chen Feng in a daze.

"What's the matter?"

"Let's change seats today. I'll sleep here and you'll sleep next to Brother Zheng." Chen Feng discussed.

Zheng Ping, who was sitting in the back, looked innocent when he heard this.

Am I not honest when I sleep? Why does Fengzi want to change seats?

"What's wrong, Fengzi, is Brother Zheng not honest when he sleeps? "Huang Fei stretched his head and looked at Zheng Ping and couldn't help laughing.

"It's okay, let's switch." Chen Feng didn't say much, he was afraid that Huang Fei wouldn't switch if he said too much.

"But Fengzi, I'm actually quite used to sleeping in this place, if you insist on changing..."

Huang Fei had a sly smile on his face.

Chen Feng understood what was going on and immediately said, "I'll bring you a clay pot rice tomorrow."

"Okay, I just like to eat ham sausage..." Huang Fei pretended to get up and pinched Chen Feng again.

"Add one more ham sausage!"