The First Superstar of Longing for Life

He Jiong was actually a little tired, but he didn't complain. He even thought it was very good. It was a rare opportunity to keep fit.

It's much more rewarding than running on a treadmill.

But to be honest, he and Huang Lei's baskets were filled with about half of the corn, while Suhang's baskets were full.

Back to the mushroom house, I first counted the results of this battle, which was slightly unsatisfactory. Yang Zi counted and counted, and finally came up with a total of [-] pieces, which means that Huang Lei did not break [-] pieces before. At best, it's about two hundred.

"Don't think that there are few corns broken this time. After all, we are all carefully selected, especially these few, the taste of cooking is absolutely sweet and delicious!"

Huang Lei picked out three more tender corns and showed them to everyone: "I can top three of my corns, no, I have to top ten!"

"Okay, now the total number is [-]. Teacher Huang now takes three tender corns. Calculated in a ratio of [-] to [-], subtracting [-] from [-], equals [-]. !"

Wang Zhengyu's little abacus crackled, and as soon as he finished speaking, Huang Lei realized that he was a bit square, and he had spent so much effort, so he was busy: "Stop! Stop! You can't count like this!"

Huang Lei's face turned green.

Of course, the final result is still to reduce three, and Wang Dao does not take advantage of this, just to heat up the atmosphere. Since the cooking is handed over to Huang Lei, Suhang will naturally continue to make fishing rods.

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Of course, the final result is still to reduce three, and Wang Dao does not take advantage of this, just to heat up the atmosphere. Since the cooking is handed over to Huang Lei, Suhang will naturally continue to make fishing rods.

The bamboo poles on which the bricks were hanging were removed from the beams of the pergola. Sure enough, they were straightened by the baking heat, and then hung vertically by gravity. The two bamboo poles maintained their previous straight shape.

It stands to reason that the longer it takes to hang, the better, but now I can't pay much attention to it. Yang Zi helped find out the sandpaper from the tool room and watched Su Hang start to polish the bamboo pole.

The bamboo joints have been flattened before, and now the main work is to make the whole bamboo pole smoother, without burrs, to prevent the palm from being cut when fishing.

Huang Lei prepared the ingredients, turned his head to look at Su Hang, as if the other side was the focus of attention, He Jiong and Yang Zi were all there, and only himself was cooking alone.

Very helpless sigh, now even Lao He has betrayed.

"It's really slippery!" Yang Zi picked up the bamboo pole that Suzhou and Hangzhou had just polished, and felt it up and down with his hand.

He even pretended to imitate the action of fishing rods, and he even smiled.

"That's a must! Xiaohang's craftsmanship is definitely worthless!" He Jiong handed Suhang a new piece of sandpaper while talking. For this kind of handwork, he doesn't usually touch it, but he appreciates the level of There are still some...

The polished bamboo rod has a layer of luster. This unique charm of bamboo products, the naturally generated texture, and the fresh and elegant texture all show that this fishing rod is extraordinary.

"I have to put a layer of varnish on the fishing rod in a while, and the effect will be better! By the way, Mr. He helps me to get the varnish. It's in the tool room with the name written on it!"

"Varnish? What is it? What is it for?" He Jiong didn't quite understand.

"It's clear lacquer, which can protect it, just like it can put a layer of film on something painted!" Su Hang polished the second bamboo pole, raised his head and explained it again.

"OK! Guaranteed to complete the task!" He Jiong turned his head and entered the tool room. I have to say that although the tool room is not large, it definitely answers the sentence that the sparrow is small and complete.

Not only varnish, but also other colors of paint, red, yellow, and blue. Soon He Jiong returned with a small paint bucket and a brush, and watched Su Hang carefully winding the bamboo pole.

The position of the wrapped handle is quite compact, and it is not messy at all. It should play a role of anti-slip and reinforcement. The two bamboo poles are wrapped around the tail of the hand 1.8 handle wire about [-] cm long. .

Compared with tangled wire, painting is much simpler, as long as it is done in one go and all are uniform, but this time the fishing rod cannot be hung under the pergola. After all, after painting, there is still some smell in the air. .

Suhang hung it directly to the firewood pile on the other side of the yard. If it is far away, naturally there is no smell, and the air quality is much better.

"The varnish can actually be dried in two or three hours. Now I'm going to start making fish floats!" Su Hang had chosen the foam before, but it was interrupted in the middle, and now he started to make it again.

"Hey hey hey! How are you three taking care of the chef? It's been almost an hour, and no one has come to talk to me? I'm going to suffocate!"

Huang Lei knocked on the edge of the pot with a shovel and made a solemn protest! .

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It was true, Huang Lei was cooking hard, not to mention anyone who came to fight, not even one came to ask if he needed help.

This feeling is indeed a little bit hurt. It was underappreciated. It was originally my Tang Family Overlord Spear to regain the ranking of the weapon spectrum---well, it was originally a critical moment for me, Huang Lei, to regain the position of the chef. No one was there to support me. It hurts!

In Huang Lei's opinion, if one's top ten successes should be brought into full play when he is most likely to be neglected, it will directly affect the mood of cooking. Maybe today's chaotic stew and double-cooked pork will not taste as good as before.

After knocking on the edge of the pot, put the lid on the pot directly, and the Northeast is simmering in a mess. What I want is a stew, and now this is the step.

But Guo Yan'er also knocked and complained, watching He Jiong and Yang Zi stand up, followed Su Hang to the firewood pile, and began to hang up the fishing rod, but no one took care of him.

isn't it?

I've fallen to this point now?

Huang Lei had to clear his throat again: "Hey! I remember someone said that he likes to eat twice-cooked pork the most, but I'm going to start frying it now!"

Earlier, Yang Zi said that he liked double-cooked pork for a long time. Huang Lei felt that this sentence would definitely have a magical effect. Sure enough, when he said the three words double-cooked pork, Yang Zi really had a reaction.

He turned his head and looked at Huang Lei: "Mr. Huang, come on!"

"You---" Just as Huang Lei was about to speak, he looked at Yang Zi and immediately turned his head away, uh, turned his head away, leaving only himself in a mess in the wind.

Thinking about when Suzhou and Hangzhou were cooking, the stars held the moon in their hands, and then look at yourself. Now that there are few cars and horses in front of the door, Huang Lei's mouth is shriveled, and he can only put his enthusiasm on the pork.

Twice-cooked pork and big chaotic stew, there is still a consistent part in the processing of pork belly, that is, they all need to be blanched in water in advance, but the meat in the big chaotic stew is meat, while the double-cooked pork is meat slices.

This also causes the meat slices to be cooked once during the blanching process, which is more convenient for the subsequent stir-frying.

Suhang has already hung the bamboo poles. If there is no accident, the varnish on the bamboo poles will be completely dry by the end of this dinner.

"Are you going to make a fish float?" He Jiong has written down a lot of things next to him, maybe he can make it himself next time.

"Well, let's start making fish floats!" Su Hang picked up the blaster that he had prepared earlier, and cut out two long strips with the wallpaper knife, saying as he cut.