From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 123 You Can Go Back If You Can't Work

"Dalu, Dalu? You come here to fry, I'm going to cook, be careful not to hurt yourself like Daxun." Teacher Huang, who was looking at Wang Dalu who was wandering in the sky, emphasized his tone.

"Ah? Good Mr. Huang." Wang Dalu, who was thinking about things, was woken up by Mr. Huang, and he agreed without even hearing the words clearly.

"Dalu? What are you thinking? Come here and fry tea."

Wang Dalu was obviously a little confused, he didn't know what Teacher Huang asked him to do, so he stood beside Teacher Huang and stared blankly.

Teacher Huang stood up and gave Wang Dalu his seat, and asked uncomfortably, "Dalu, can you fry tea? Don't get hurt again like Daxun."

"Mr. Huang, I can." Wang Dalu pointed to the large vegetable field opposite the mushroom house and asked. "What kind of food are those outside?"

The sun had already set, and when the program group started to shine, Teacher Huang carefully identified it and replied: "Well, that's mustard greens, pickled prunes. By the way, Teacher He, our mustard greens can be harvested tomorrow."

"The director's team didn't just ask us to collect mustard greens, did they?" Wei Daxun looked as if nothing good had happened after healed his burns.

"Are your hands okay?" He walked to the kitchen door and asked, staring at Wei Daxun's palm.

"fine."

Teacher Huang nodded: "Just don't delay harvesting the mustard greens tomorrow."

"Teacher Huang, shouldn't you be concerned about my injury?" Teacher Huang's words made Wei Daxun's heart tighten and he pretended to be sad.

Teacher Huang looked into Wei Daxun's eyes and said with a smile: "Why, Wei Daxun, do you still want me to bandage you or what? I just burned two blisters and it's so serious. You can tell me if you can take it away tomorrow." Mustard greens?"

"Yes, it must be possible." Teacher Huang definitely wanted to hate him, and he couldn't give Teacher Huang an excuse to hate him.

Teacher Huang nodded and walked towards the kitchen. Just as Wei Daxun breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go back to sit in the gazebo for a while, Teacher Huang's voice came faintly from the kitchen: "If you can't work, you can go back !"

"Hahaha, that Mr. Huang will definitely not affect your work. Don't worry, how can such a diligent person like me not work? Right, Mr. He?"

Wei Daxun was looking for foreign aid for himself, hoping that Mr. He would say a few good words for him.

"It's okay Daxun, I'm sure you can do it, why don't you go back after finishing your work?" Teacher He joked seriously.

There was no need for any help in the kitchen. Ye Mingxuan came out of the kitchen with a kettle and sat beside Teacher He, watching Peng Peng and Wang Dalu fry tea.

"Teacher He, where are my sister and Mai? Weren't you still in the yard just now?" Ye Mingxuan asked casually when he didn't see Zhang Zifeng and Zhao Jinmai in the yard.

"The two little girls went to the strawberry shed to pick strawberries."

Teacher He looked at Ye Mingxuan frowning worriedly and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's not far away, the staff will follow."

At this time, it was completely dark, and even though the program team followed, Ye Mingxuan was still a little worried: "Teacher He, I'll go and have a look."

Teacher He pulled Ye Mingxuan to sit down, patted Ye Mingxuan on the shoulder and said: "Zifeng is sixteen, and there are staff members, don't worry, my sister was not so delicate before you met her, and this girl has also filmed martial arts. "

Ye Mingxuan nodded. Although he was not obsessed with finding Zhang Zifeng and the others, he still looked in the direction of the strawberry shed from time to time.

"You look a lot like Teacher Huang." Teacher He said jokingly.

"Zifeng is my younger sister, so I must care about her. Teacher He is also a family member, so I will be worried, but I always treat Zifeng as a younger sister, and I always feel that she is still a child who needs to be taken care of."

Ye Mingxuan doesn't have many relatives that he recognizes in his heart, and Zhang Zifeng is considered a Peng Peng, although he often hates Peng Peng, if something happens to Peng Peng, Ye Mingxuan will definitely not stand idly by, but Peng Peng is older and a boy after all.

"It's good to love and take care of younger sisters, but they also need to grow up. You can't keep an eye on them all the time in the future, can you? Her parents won't do this, so give her enough space to grow up."

Teacher He is not sure about Ye Mingxuan's character, whether it was the real character who was mischievous before or his mature and stable nature now, but one thing Teacher He understands is that Ye Mingxuan must be mature and stable in front of outsiders.

"Mr. He, can you see if the tea leaves are ready? I can already smell the aroma of tea." Wang Dalu grabbed a handful of tea leaves and smelled them on the tip of his nose.

"Not yet, the water in the tea leaves hasn't been roasted dry, and some of them are still young shoots." Ye Mingxuan doesn't know how to fry tea, but he knows the basics. Stir-frying tea is to remove the moisture in the tea leaves, prevent mold and deterioration, and lock in the tea aroma .

The pot that Wang Dalu was frying in was obviously a little unevenly heated, some of the tea leaves were slightly yellowed and curled, and some were still tender green.

"Dalu, can you do it? No, let brother come."

Wei Daxun stood up and pulled Wang Dalu away, but was stopped by Ye Mingxuan. Instead of sitting on a stool, I squatted on the ground and started frying.

Quickly and continuously turned the tea leaves from the bottom to the top, and at the same time picked up the tea balls and shook them apart. His movements were focused. He looked more professional than Wang Dalu before. After a few minutes, a more intense tea fragrance wafted from the wok. come out.

Feeling that the tea leaves were almost dry, Ye Mingxuan lifted the small iron pot with gloves on, and at the same time grabbed a small handful of tea leaves and brewed them in a water cup.

"Well, it's not bad." Ye Mingxuan smelled it, and handed the teacup to Mr. He.

"Hmm~ It smells so good." Teacher He took a sip and tasted it, then gave Ye Mingxuan a thumbs up. "Xiaoxuan, this tea is not much different from what Lao Pan gave me last time, it's great!"

Ye Mingxuan's stir-frying is definitely not as good as Uncle Pan's, but the aroma of tea comes out, and Mr. He doesn't know much about tea, so he can't taste it.

"Brother Xuan, can you see if I've cooked this?"

Peng Peng remained silent all this time, and followed the actions required by Teacher Huang meticulously. On the surface, the sales of tea were two points better than Ye Mingxuan's.

Teacher He and Ye Mingxuan each grabbed a small handful and put it on the tip of their noses to smell it. Teacher He will also put it in his mouth to taste, and nodded happily.

"Peng Peng, you are also very good at frying, go and get some empty bottles."

"Mai Mai, Xiaodi, this bottle is the tea you picked, let's call it Maidi tea!" Teacher He wrote Maidi tea on the bottle with a signature pen.

"Daxun, this pot of yours is called Xunlu Tea."

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"Xiao Di, help me bring that fence over here."

Teacher Huang supported the bowl of noodles, pointed to the fence on the chopping board, and said to Reba, a foodie girl who was staring at the fried scallion in a daze.

"Oh, good teacher Huang."

"What is Xiao Di doing recently?" Teacher Huang drained the noodles and put them into a basin.

Reba craned her neck to look at the noodles in the pot, and replied absent-mindedly: "Baby sister is pregnant, I'm going to record the running man instead of baby sister."

"Hungry?" Teacher Huang glanced at Reba who was eager to see through, and asked jokingly.

"Hmm."

"It will be ready soon. You can take out all the bowls and chopsticks, and ask Mr. He to bring out all the lunch dishes by the way."

After scooping up the noodles in the pot, Mr. Huang mixed the fried scallion oil into the noodles.

"Dinner is ready~"

(End of this chapter)