Tao Le didn't know what the old man was thinking. He refused to eat the ready-made delicacies and insisted on messing around.
He obviously respects his own craftsmanship, doesn't he?
Xue Keqing raised his head and looked at Xi Mu with a look full of grievance and confusion: "Dr. Xi, actually my craftsmanship is not bad at all."
Sun Wanlou tried to smooth things over: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. But it's recognized that Qing's food is delicious, and it's not inferior to the two of you. It's so clear that you have a good relationship."
Simu was unmoved at all.
"It's no trouble at all." He insisted, "We'll do it ourselves."
Tao Le tugged on his sleeves and whispered, "Let me make it clear first, my craftsmanship is very poor, far worse than Miss Xue's."
Ximu lowered his head and saw Tao Le's eyes widening in confusion. He couldn't help but tap her forehead with his index finger and said with a smile: "I'll do it. Just wait and eat."
Xue Keqing's eyes were fixed on Xi Mu's finger.
Why were such intimate gestures and expressions given to Dr. Tao?
Is it just because they were assigned to the same group?
Meeting Mr. Xi here was an unexpected surprise, and what was even more rare was that she had the opportunity to be in a group with him.
There is only a little bit of Mr. Xi's look and expression, which is what he showed for himself.
But just such a little bit made him draw a gap between him and himself. Even when he chased them in a hurry, he didn't even want to taste his own craftsmanship.
Her hands were twisted together tightly, and the unwillingness and grievance on her face fell into the eyes of Sun Wanlou, who had experienced the world.
The latter gently pulled her and said: "My dear, Mr. Xi has his own ideas, but we have to start preparing our dinner early, and we will have to lend the pot to others soon."
His words were like a shot in the arm, instantly reminding Xue Keqing.
This is a program being recorded. The camera follows her all the time, she uses the pot first, and she cooks the food first!
Mr. Xi has never tasted his own craft before, so he naturally doesn't understand and doesn't trust it.
But it doesn't matter, isn't now her chance to show off?
She has gone to a culinary school to further her studies. Apart from professional chefs, she is not afraid to compete with anyone, otherwise she would not be able to become a well-known cooking anchor.
Apart from anything else, as long as the fragrance comes out later, I don't believe that someone can still be so determined.
At that moment, Xue Keqing gathered all his energy and set up a cooking stove with Sun Wanlou.
Tao Le had been looking at Ximu seriously since just now, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.
Did she really hear it right? His Royal Highness actually knows how to cook? And the old man still wants to do it for himself?
What night is this night? How come there are so many situations that are difficult for me to understand?
But no matter what, she could neither destroy His Highness's elegance nor should she.
No matter what his old man made, she had to go forward, eat it without any thought, and give him a good thumbs up.
Of course, if she could barely manage to get in, even if she could reach her own level, she would be thankful.
However, there is no remedy at all.
Take advantage of now to prepare some fresh seafood and cook it in plain water. The natural deliciousness will be enough to make up for the lack of craftsmanship.
By the way, there are also those two small bronze medals, which need to be handed in for exchange as soon as possible.
"I'm going to the beach to find some seafood." Tao Le said, preparing to leave on his own.
Unexpectedly, Ximu took a long step and walked to her side: "I'll go with you."
"Anyway, it's still early when it's our turn to use the pot."
The two followed the previous path to the seaside, found Ying Yan at the base camp, and exchanged the bronze medal for a small bag of rice and a small bag of noodles.
It's really a small bag, it seems to be only half a cup, just enough to cook a pot of gruel.
The noodles are just a small bundle, just for one person.
Except for Ying Yan and a few people from the program team, only Shang Xi and Shu Yi were left on the beach.
The former was standing on a raised boulder on the shore fishing.
The fishing rod he used was an ordinary branch, and the fishing line was woven from a very thin and tough long grass in the forest.
Shu Yi rolled up her trousers and walked on the clear shallows. She cheered from time to time, picked up a patterned shellfish from the water, and put it into a peaked cap.
This hat was always worn by Shang Xi before. It was very suitable for holding things.
Tao Le walked under the boulder, raised the two packages of mutton in his hand, and then made a request for exchange.
Shang Xi readily agreed and wanted to exchange the fishing rod he had just made for her, but Tao Le refused directly.
She took two fishhooks, then returned to the forest. With the help of Simu, she pulled out a lot of tough grass and weaved them together at an extremely fast speed.
She had specially practiced how to make her own tools for sea fishing in the space, and now she was very familiar with it.
Ximu watched her movements seriously and suddenly became thoughtful.
Tao Le didn't notice this. After braiding a long coil of fishing line, she picked some rented rattan and braided it into a round rattan basket half as tall as a person.
Similar things have cut her countless times in space, but now they can no longer hurt her at all.
The cameraman brother started to feel a little uneasy when Tao Le knotted grass into ropes.
By the time I finished weaving the rattan baskets, I could no longer close my mouth.
Is the guest they invited this time really just a doctor?
He is good at fishing and knitting, and in the wild he is just like a fish in water. If he continues like this, where will there be any chance for others to show off?
Ximu took the initiative to lift the rattan basket, and the two returned to the beach.
Shang Xi had just caught a small yellow croaker worth about two ounces, and was happily sharing it with Shu Yi when he saw the two of them coming back.
Not only did he come back, he also had two more fishing rods and a big rattan basket in his hand.
"Hey, the program team also distributes this?" Shu Yidang shouted with bright eyes: "We also need one, otherwise it will be too inconvenient to carry things."
The two cameramen looked at each other and pretended to be quail at the same time, as if they were neither watching nor listening.
When they expressed their stance, Shu Yi and Shang Xi probably understood.
"Doctor Tao, did you make this up yourself?" Shang Xi asked with a look of amazement.
"Well, it's quite simple." Tao Le answered concisely.
She felt that this was a bit against her will, because the experience of learning in space, well, it’s okay not to mention it.
Simple?
Shang Xi and Shu Yi stepped forward and carefully observed the beautifully woven rattan basket with fine mesh.
Was such a beautiful thing really made up in more than twenty minutes?
In fact, they made a miscalculation. These twenty minutes also include pulling weeds, pulling vines, and braiding fishing lines.
Under the admiration and envy of the two people, Tao Le looked at the surrounding environment and found the most suitable place to put down the crab pot - the side of the boulder where Shang Xi was standing, and then stretched out his hand to Xi Mu.
