This pot is not small, it can hold six bowls of porridge, and there are still four bowls left, enough for everyone to taste a little.
Here at the base camp, the program team has already had dinner. Self-heating rice cooker with various flavors and very convenient.
Everyone found it strange to see the cameraman coming back with a pot and something on his back.
"Master Zhou, what are you getting? Are you hungry or have you been brainwashed?"
As soon as the porridge cools down, the previous aroma will fade a lot, so the influence in this aspect is not as good as before.
Master Zhou smiled and didn't say a word. He just put the things away, found disposable bowls and chopsticks, and immediately filled a bowl of porridge.
So fresh and delicious! His eyes narrowed, he finished the porridge in three mouthfuls, and then went to pick up another bowl.
As a result, the spoon was snatched away by Planning Wang.
"The presentation looks really good - is this lobster porridge?" He filled half a bowl for himself and took a small sip before his eyes widened.
"Does it taste good?" At some point, other people from the program team also gathered around.
"It tastes really bad. Really, it doesn't taste good at all!" Planning Wang responded quickly and immediately put on an expression that was hard to explain.
But the people on the program team have been baptized by various routines for a long time, so they can't see this fishy thing.
In an instant, the remaining porridge was snatched away, and even the bottom of the pot was scraped clean.
"S--there is such delicious food in the world?"
"Oh my god, my tongue is almost going to taste fresh. Even the master chef from Chaoshan can't taste this kind of taste, right?"
"It's just such a small mouthful, and it's gone as soon as it arouses the greedy mind - Lao Zhou, you are doing a lot of harm to others!"
People who were dissatisfied turned their attention to other dishes.
Ying Yan used his identity to grab a whole lamb chop, and his mouth was full of oil after eating:
"Old Zhou, is this made by Xue Keqing? In a place like this, the lamb chops can be made to this level. Even the top Western chefs in Beijing can only do this."
"You really chose the right person when you invited her here this time." He looked at Planning Wang, who was still sucking his fingers: "I will mark your merits."
Planner Wang watched eagerly as the last piece of cold pot rabbit was snatched away by others, and he still said with unfinished thoughts:
"I didn't expect that she was performing extraordinary. Although she was pretty good before, she wasn't like this."
"Maybe it's because there is nothing on this deserted island, so the benefits of food are magnified." Ying Yan said thoughtfully.
At this moment, Master Zhou had swallowed the last piece of lobster sashimi, and then he said with satisfaction:
"Where are you thinking? It wasn't Xue Keqing who did it. It's not like they were the ones I followed."
"Oh, that's right, you are with Dr. Tao's group." Planning Wang patted his head: "Look at my memory!"
"Doctor Tao?" Ying Yan was a little surprised: "She is so good at craftsmanship, but she kept being humble at noon and said that the cooking was unpalatable. Could it be that she felt that fishing was out of the limelight, so she deliberately avoided it?"
"It's not her." Master Zhou shook his head: "You can't guess, it's that one."
"Doctor Tao's teammate is Mr. Xi, right? Lao Zhou, don't be joking." Manager Wang shook his head and said:
"Except for other things, isn't he from country E? How can he make such authentic lobster sashimi and cold-cooked rabbit?"
"Hey, it's really him." Master Zhou laughed: "I took pictures of it all, but you didn't notice. He is definitely a top chef at his level."
"It's true that the capable can do anything." Ying Yan sighed and looked at the sea.
The sea was originally calm, but now there were heavy waves, hitting the beach one after another.
"The wind is picking up," he said. I wonder if all the guests tonight can have a good rest?
Shang Xi and others were sitting in the cave, eating dinner happily.
Thanks to Dr. Tao, their dinner was quite sumptuous, including sea bream sashimi, pan-fried mutton and mushroom stew, braised mixed fish, and a pot of clam noodles.
The noodles were exchanged for bronze medals. Shang Minglan and Shu Yi picked up one each from the forest and the beach, and exchanged them all for noodles.
The seasoning is kosher salt. Peng Yuan boiled it in sea water for a long time and precipitated some yellow-white coarse salt. Although there were still impurities, it was better than nothing.
In addition to Shang Xi, the other three people were also good at cooking, so the meal was quite enjoyable.
It was windy outside, but the entrance to the cliff cave was mostly covered by plastic sheeting, and with the flourishing fire inside, no one felt cold.
But they quickly realized something was wrong.
A whimpering and resentful voice suddenly sounded in the cave, like a ghost crying. It was low at first, then gradually became louder and shriller.
"What kind of sound is this!" Shu Yi covered her ears tightly, still unable to block out the strange sound.
It seemed to be coming from all directions in the cave, and finally concentrated in her ears. It was both unpleasant and terrifying.
Peng Yuan stood up, holding a torch, and looked carefully at the top of the cliff cave, only to find that there were countless holes there.
"I probably guessed that this sound is not man-made, but because of the special structure here. Whenever the wind blows, there will be strange noises." He pointed upward and said.
"So, the suggestion made by Mr. Xi just now is really reasonable?" Shu Yi turned back and looked at Shang Xi.
"Mr. Xi?" Shang Minglan's eyes sparkled: "Have you seen him? What did he say?"
Shang Xi had no choice but to repeat Xi Mu's previous suggestion, and then said: "I really didn't expect that this problem would still exist at the time."
"And where he was standing at that time was at least five or six hundred meters away from here. How could he find something wrong here just by looking at it from a distance?"
"Haha. Don't forget Mr. Xi's four doctorate titles." Shang Minglan glanced over Shang Xi's face with a half-smile: "The problem that you think is very complicated may be just like a problem in Mr. Xi's eyes." It’s as simple as adding one equals two.”
I was discriminated against again on study issues! Shang Xi frowned and frowned tightly.
Shu Yi grabbed him and said, "What are you thinking about? Pack your things quickly!"
"Where to go?" Shang Xi asked absently.
"Of course, go to Mr. Xi's place." Shu Yi said impatiently: "Didn't he show you the location of the camp in the evening? It's right over there - I can't stand the noise anymore. I'd be crazy to stay any longer. !”
In just a short period of time, the wind force increased significantly, and the howling of ghosts and wolves in the cliff cave also increased by several levels, and the "squeak-squeak-" sound of scraping the bottom of the pot with an iron spoon was added, which made people scratch their heads. It hurts my heart and liver.
"Let's go, hurry up!" Shang Xi jumped up and asked Shang Minglan and Peng Yuan: "What do you think, do you want to go there together?"
"Of course!" Shang Minglan expressed his position uncharacteristically directly and took the lead in packing up his things.
She had said so, so it was naturally impossible for Peng Yuan to object.
The food was almost done, and each of them had few belongings. Soon the two groups entered the forest.
The camp was on a high place, and with a bonfire lit, it could be seen from a distance, so it was not difficult to find.
The group of people walked closer and saw the tall triangular thing in front of them, and they were immediately stunned.
(End of chapter)
