The Legendary Salted Fish of Longing Life

Chapter 5

Chapter 5 Curiosity is the first step. The legendary salted fish of life. Chapter 5 Curiosity is the first step. 　　 Mushroom House.

Lin Heng and others put their luggage into the house and walked out.

“Everyone, in the next few months, you will live in this mushroom house. There are more than 30 kinds of crops planted around the mushroom house. You need to be self-sufficient.” Director Wang Zhengyu introduced, “You live here and you need to buy All of the things used corn as the unit of measurement. There is a corn field here, and you need to break the corn to purchase the items.”

“Similarly, to live here, you need to pay a certain amount of rent, which is a thousand corn.” Director Wang Zhengyu said.

“Wait, director, one thousand is too much, five hundred is almost the same.” Huang Lei said quickly.

“Then nine hundred.”

“Six hundred, six hundred is a lot.”

“Eight hundred, can’t be less.”

“Then six hundred and six, make up an auspicious number.” Huang Lei clapped.

As Huang Lei who knew what was going on with corn, he knew that breaking corn was also a physical task.

“Okay, then six hundred and six.” The director nodded.

Then the director Wang Zhengyu was a little dazed, why should he bargain with Huang Lei?

Rent costs have plummeted now.

“Teacher Huang, it’s okay.” He Jiong pointed his finger next to him. Huang Lei still has life experience.

“Ms. Huang, what shall we eat tonight?” Lin Heng asked.

“Eat fried noodles, this dish was also spread from the capital at the beginning.” Huang Lei said.

In the variety show Longing for Life, a large part of Huang Lei’s presence as a chef.

“Yes, Teacher Huang, yes we should make some meat and make sauce.” Lin Heng said.

“Heng Heng, you still know how to cook.” Huang Lei looked at Lin Heng in surprise.

We must know that young people nowadays, it is very rare to know how to cook.

“Fortunately.” Lin Heng said modestly.

A sentence appeared in his mind, as a salted fish, one cannot turn over often.

As Lin Heng has been busy performing tasks before, it is a fresh attempt to be a salted fish.

Longing for life.

Lin Heng’s goal is to become a salted fish of Ge Youlie.

“Lin Heng, then you will hit me later.” Teacher Huang said with a smile.

“Ahem, Teacher Huang, you can help at that time, but don’t assign this person to me.” Lin Heng said righteously.

Teacher Huang looked at Lin Heng questioningly, “Why?”

“As a salted fish walking on the road, we still have to be firm.” Lin Heng said.

“Uh, salted fish?” Teacher Huang expressed helplessness, “I understand, Heng Heng.”

“Director, how much corn is there?” Teacher Huang asked towards the director.

“Two hundred corn per catty.” Director Wang Zhengyu replied.

“What did you say?” Huang Lei’s voice suddenly rose.

“Two hundred corn per catty.” The director said strangely.

At this time, Huang Lei took off his shoes directly and threw them at the director fiercely, “I’ll go to your two hundred corn, do you want that much?”

The camera turned, and even though the shoes were thrown, the directors still had a cold face.

The audience in the live room burst into laughter.

“Teacher Huang, this is to express his anger. He wants so much corn.”

“Ms. Huang who throws shoes is like a child.”

“There is also Lin Heng who wants to make salted fish. Now I feel like a very interesting person.”

“Yes, although he is not a star, he is also a qualified amateur.”

“Forget it, two hundred is two hundred.” Huang Lei could only express his helplessness in the end.

If you want to make jajang noodles, others can be picked from the ground, but meat is a must.

After the transaction is completed.

The members of the mushroom house became busy.

Now it’s almost evening, and dinner needs to be cooked, but if you want to cook dinner, you need to hit a stove.

Dahua moved the stone bricks, Mr. He was picking some vegetables, and Mr. Huang began to build the stove.

Lin Heng lay in the resting place in the yard.

The breeze is blowing, it is really a good place for vacation.

Thinking of this, Lin Heng gradually closed his eyes, so that the time no one disturbs is really a longing life.

“Yeah.” Lin Heng felt itchy on his face. He opened his eyes and saw a pretty face. Di Lieba fiddled with his face with plant rhizomes.

“What’s the matter, Fat Di.” Lin Heng said calmly.

“Why don’t you work?” Dilire snorted.

“You are not the same either.” Lin Heng said.

This made Dilraba’s face a little red, “I did something just now.”

“Fat Di, I said I want to make a salted fish, salted fish literally means a type of person who doesn’t want to do things and doesn’t want to move.” Lin Heng explained to Di Lieba.

“I don’t believe you can cook.” Di Lieba said in disbelief, “and why did you just let Xiao H come to you.”

“Oh.” Lin Heng smiled, “Want to know?”

“Yes.” Dilly Reba blurted out, and then shook his head quickly, “I want to understand that I am willing to lose if I lose.”

“Then come over a little bit.” Lin Heng stood up slightly.

“Oh.” Di Lieba leaned over slightly.

“Pop.” Lin Heng’s right hand was placed on the back of Di Lieba’s head and neck, and he stroked it lightly.