The life I long for is the God of Food

"It's delicious, isn't it?"

Jiang Shuying couldn't help but scream.

The soup from xiaolongbao was on her lips, but she didn't bother to wipe it.

While sending the rest of the bun to his mouth, he looked at Yu Nong with a shocked face.

Everyone laughed and said nothing, everyone had this reaction when they first ate the food made by Yu Nong, and they were all used to it.

Jiang Shuying took one bite after another, and couldn't stop eating at all.

"Teacher He, when I watched your show at home, I thought that how delicious and delicious it was was performed. I didn't expect it to taste.."

Jiang Shuying's mouth was stuffed with food, his face was full of excitement and excitement, and he couldn't find words to describe his feelings.

“.. I didn't expect it to taste even more exaggerated than I thought!"

"Haha.."

"Yes, another one has fallen!"

"Congratulations to another member of my nong-star fan girl group!"

"Everyone said it was delicious, and I really wanted to try what I made for myself. "

“+1."

...

"Don't worry, Shuying, eat slowly, this last cage is left, it's all yours. "

Huang Lei had a kind smile like an old father on his face.

"Uh-huh. 21"

Jiang Shuying didn't care about talking at all, just nodded, for fear that others would rob her.

"Teacher, your plane at half past one in the afternoon is already twelve o'clock.."

A female assistant came up, it was Song Dandan's assistant.

"Is Sister Shan leaving?"

"Eh, it's easy to lose track of time after staying here for a long time, I have to go."

Song Dan sighed, hugged He Jiong and Huang Lei one by one, and finally came up to hug Yu Nong.

"I can't bear to be my godbrother, what a good boy."

Batu was also reluctant, and shouted: "Uncle, I really can't bear you.. Steak and xiao long bao!"

"Haha.." Everyone laughed at him.

No matter how much it is delayed, the parting that should come will always come.

Zu'er and Yingbao are both planes at more than two o'clock, so they have to follow Song Dandan and Batu's car.

"Brother.."

Zu'er's voice was choked, and she buried her head in thick arms and was reluctant to let go.

"Did Zu'er and Yu Nong know each other before, and their feelings are so deep?"

Jiang Shuying, who was eating xiaolongbao, quietly asked He Jiong, and Huang Lei next to him sighed: "Some people can't get acquainted with each other for a long time, and some people, knowing each other for a minute is enough to make you unforgettable for life.. Less than is the latter.."

He Jiong nodded in agreement.

Not to mention Zu'er, even the people in the mushroom house now can't do without Yu Nong at all.

Jiang Shuying was thoughtful, and looked a little more curious in Yu Nong's eyes.

"What about live streaming.."

Yu Nong patted Zu'er's back, "Crying with a face, let so many viewers see it.."

"Nasty, brother!"

Zu'er burst into tears and laughed, and beat it thickly.

"Wait, brother, I have something for you!"

Zu'er suddenly turned around and ran back into the house, and after a while, she came out with something.

It was the pan flute she brought.

"I originally bought it for my brother, but I wasn't embarrassed to say it before. "

Zu'er stuck out her tongue, what she said before was that she wanted Yu Nong to teach her to blow the pan flute, but how could she learn kung fu in a day.

"Thank you!"

Yu Nong was a little surprised.

"Brother, you can play a tune for me. Just that song "Farewell".."

Zu'er raised her little face.

Yu Nong thought about it and seemed to have made a decision in an instant.

"Wait and blow again.."

He turned his head and looked at the program team.

"Director, how long can the guests stay at most?"

"Ten minutes!"

Yu Nong nodded and said to himself, "Then it should be too late."

Everyone looked at Yu Nong suspiciously, what he wanted to do.

Yu Nong picked up the knife and walked towards the three bamboos that Batu had cut at the end.

"Nong, what are you going to do?"

He Jiong couldn't help but ask.

Yu Nong didn't raise his head, "Make a few small gifts for everyone." "

"Tear Pull"

A piece of bamboo was split in half.

Everyone's curiosity surged up, and they subconsciously slowly approached it.

Wang Zhengyu's eyes lit up and waved his hand, "The camera follows, on!"

Six cameras are placed around Yu Nong, and such a "luxurious and grand" treatment is often enjoyed only by Yu Nong.

The audience was also excited.

"What kind of gift do I want to make, bamboo products?"

"Could it be a few more steamers?"

"If you go to Nima, don't talk if you can't talk!"

"I don't know what to do, I'm looking forward to it!"

...

Under the afternoon sun, the knife in Yu Nong's hand pulled out streamers on the bamboo.

Bamboo is cut into bamboo slices, bamboo slices are cut into bamboo strips, bamboo strips are divided into bamboo slices...

A bamboo with a thick bowl mouth was quickly dissected in Yu Nong's hand.

"Is he trying to make something up?"

Jiang Shuying swallowed the xiaolongbao in her mouth and couldn't help but say.

After speaking, she found that no one responded, and everyone looked at Yu Nong quietly and intently.

Jiang Shuying hurriedly covered his mouth with it, for fear of disturbing Yu Nong by making another 580-point sound.

"Crunch~"

The door of the small courtyard of the mushroom house slowly opened.

A large suitcase jumped in, and then Fan Sichen, who was sweating profusely.

This staircase is too long, God knows how Jiang Shuying managed to run so fast carrying a large box heavier than himself.

Fan Sichen's face was covered with sweat, and his hairstyle was a little wilted.

He quickly brushed his hairstyle, put on a smile that he thought was the most handsome, and shouted into the yard, "Hello everyone..."

No one responded, and no one noticed his arrival at all.

Everyone was staring intently at Yu Nong's movements, guessing what he wanted to do.

Yu Nong's hand was too fast, and everyone's eyes widened and they could barely see a trajectory.

It's like you're watching a blockbuster movie that you might miss in the blink of an eye, so everyone is engrossed and doesn't care about the slightest movement.

The same goes for the program group including "Longing".

So Fan Sichen was embarrassed.

He stood alone in the doorway, his greeting hand stopped in mid-air, an embarrassed smile frozen on his face.

For a whole minute, no one paid attention to him, no one greeted him.

Fan Sichen was full of question marks: I'm here, did I go to the wrong program group?_

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