The First Superstar of Longing for Life

Su Hang added fire and firewood on the side of the pot, and stirred the rice porridge in the pot with a spoon from time to time. This sense of picture suddenly brought back the familiar "Longing for Life".

Under the pergola, Huang Lei looked incredulous: ".々Wait, director, what did you just say? How much corn?"

"Now you still owe the program team [-] corns and [-] catties of melon seeds!" Wang Zhengyu's voice came from outside the screen.

"No! Impossible! Where is there so much, and the corn is still so short? Director, did you remember wrong, do you still owe forty-seven corn? The melon seeds are still thirty-six kilograms, I agree, today I will I'll give you some of it in installments!"

Huang Lei looked serious, and He Jiong immediately helped: "Yes, yes! I also feel like it has changed a lot!"

"Okay! We can make a bet. If I remember correctly, you need to be punished. The punishment is to double the amount you owe on credit. How about? Xiao Zhang, bring our account book! (Qian Li's)"

As soon as Wang Zhengyu finished speaking, Huang Lei immediately changed his expression:

"Hey, hey! Zhengyu, why are you taking it seriously! I was joking with you just now! More than [-] corns, don't worry, we will never break the bill!"

"Ring bell bell!"

"Ring bell bell!"

At this moment, there was a phone ringing in the mushroom house, a very antique phone ringing, but it made everyone stop subconsciously.

Because the ringing of the bell means that the second guest will appear soon, and this guest will order food by phone, and then everyone has to work hard to meet the guest's requirements!

"I'm going to answer the phone!"

After Mr. He finished speaking, he walked back quickly! .

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In the mushroom, the landline was ringing. He Jiong trotted into the house and picked up the phone. Speaking of which, this was the first call from a visitor. Wang Zhengyu tried it once before, but it was just acting. .

And this time, it was a real and knowledgeable guest. When chatting with Su Hang at dinner last night, he asked Su Hang several times, but Wang Zhengyu was better.

Mainly to create surprises, to maintain mystery.

He Jiong ran over to answer the phone, still panting a little: "Hello! Hello!"

"Is this a mushroom house?" On the other end of the phone, it was a girl. Even if the girl could change her voice, it seemed like she was simulating the tone of a man's speech, but she could still hear it clearly.

"This is the mushroom house, are you today's guest?"

"Yes! I'm today's guest. It is said that as long as I dial this number, I can order food, right?" The girl was still maintaining her tone.

"That's right! What do you want to eat?" He Jiong just finished speaking, and the other end of the phone has already said, "Do you still have breakfast? I haven't eaten yet!"

"Ha? Breakfast! Are you making millet porridge now? How long will it take you to arrive? If it's too late, we'll prepare lunch for you!"

"Millet porridge? Okay! Leave me a bowl. I'll have about half an hour. I'll order millet porridge for breakfast. For lunch, I want to eat mutton! Yes, I also want sesame paste biscuits!"

The guests started to order food, and He Jiong ordered a little square!

From this way of ordering, this is estimated to be a proper foodie!Shabu mutton, the mutton is boiled, and the mutton is also eaten, a pot of mutton, are you not afraid of gaining weight?

"Uh! That---I want to ask, do you want to eat the mutton in the mutton soup, or the vegetables in it, because we also need to prepare the ingredients in advance!"

He Jiong also wanted to confirm.

"Of course I live and eat mutton. Of course, I also have to eat some vegetables. The mutton and sesame sauce biscuits are a perfect match!"

I don't know if it was because the greedy worms appeared, and the girl on the other end of the phone forgot to change her tone.

He Jiong was still thinking about listening to a few more sentences, looking for more clues, and suddenly realized a question: "Wait, you said you want to eat sesame sauce biscuits?"

"That's right! Can't you do it?" Maybe the opposite party realized that he was about to reveal his fault, and immediately switched to a camouflaged voice.

"I have to ask the chef about this first, wait a minute!" He Jiong covered the microphone, turned his head and shouted outside: "Mr. Huang, Xiaohang, come in! Come in! The customer has ordered!"

After a while, Su Hang and Huang Lei all came in.

"Did you hear who it was?" Huang Lei was curious about the origin of the guests at first, but He Jiong helplessly shrugged his shoulders: "I didn't hear it, it should be an acquaintance anyway!"

According to the rules of the program group, when talking on the phone, you can't ask the guest's name. After all, it is necessary to maintain this mysterious moment of meeting.

"What did you order?" Su Hang asked.

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"What did you order?" Su Hang asked.

"I want to eat mutton soup and biscuits! I think mutton stew should be easy to make, but can you two know that sesame sauce biscuits?" Just as He Jiong finished speaking, Huang Lei already had some clues.

"She should be from the north. Southerners eat hot pot with skewers and fish heads. Chaoshan likes to cook seafood. Basically, northerners cook mutton directly!"

Huang Lei's analysis is justified and well-founded: "And the northerners like to eat hot pot with sesame sauce biscuits, and the southern ones with fried dough sticks!"

"No, old Huang (bici), I'm asking you if you can make sesame paste biscuits, not for you to analyze the characteristics of the North and South hot pot!" He Jiong looked at Huang Lei's attitude of being possessed by Sherlock Holmes, and quickly pulled the topic back.

"Well, I know, I won't!" Huang Lei answered neatly:

"I really haven't made sesame sauce biscuits, but I have! The sesame biscuits with mutton should be called old Beijing biscuits, which are similar to the sesame sauce homemade cakes, but the method should be particular!"

He Jiong was speechless. You don't know how to do and talk so much. Fortunately, there are many chefs in the mushroom house. He turned his head and looked at Su Hang: "Can you do it, Xiaohang?"

"No problem!" Su Hang nodded, with the blessing of the stove king hat, it is not difficult to make a sesame sauce biscuits, but it is better to remodel the stove, or build another stove?

"OK! You can make sesame sauce biscuits, do you have any requirements for hot pot dishes?" He Jiong, the ordering waiter, did quite well.

"Whatever! Okay, hang up first, see you later!"