"Da Lu, Da Lu, you come to fry, I'm going to cook, be careful not to hurt yourself like Daxun. Looking at Wang Dalu, who was outside the world, Teacher Huang added a heavy tone.

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

"What do you want? Come and stir up tea. ”

Wang Dalu was obviously a little confused, not knowing what Teacher Huang asked him to do, standing beside Teacher Huang and staring blankly.

Teacher Huang got up and gave up his position to Wang Dalu, and asked uneasily: "Dalu, can you stir up tea?" Don't get hurt like Daxun. ”

"Teacher Huang, I can. Wang Dalu asked, pointing to the large vegetable patch opposite the mushroom house. "What's that out there?"

The sun had already set, and then the program team was shining, and Mr. Huang replied after careful identification: "That, that's mustard greens, pickled plum vegetables, by the way, Mr. He, our mustard greens can be harvested tomorrow." ”

"The director team won't just let us collect mustard greens, right?" Wei Daxun dealt with the burns, and his face really didn't matter.

"Are your hands alright?" asked as he walked to the kitchen door and stared at Wei Daxun's palm.

"It's fine. ”

Teacher Huang nodded: "Don't delay harvesting mustard greens tomorrow." ”

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

Teacher Huang looked at Wei Daxun's eyes and said with a smile: "What, Wei Daxun, do you still want me to bandage you or how to drop it? Just scalded two blisters, that's so serious, you can say if you can harvest mustard greens tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, it must be. "Teacher Huang definitely wants to scare him, and he can't give Mr. Huang an excuse to scold him.

Teacher Huang nodded and walked to the kitchen, just as Wei Daxun breathed a sigh of relief and was about to go back to the pavilion to sit for a while, Teacher Huang's voice came out of the kitchen: "If you can't work, you can go back!"

"Hahaha, that Teacher Huang, it definitely doesn't affect the work, don't worry, how can a person like me not work?

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

"It's okay Daxun, I'm sure you can do it, and then go back after finishing your work?" Mr. 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 next to Teacher He, watching Peng Peng and Wang Dalu stir up tea.

"Teacher He, where is my sister and wheat, weren't you still in the yard just now?" Seeing Zhang Zifeng and Zhao Jinmai in the courtyard, Ye Mingxuan asked casually.

"The two little girls went to pick strawberries in the strawberry greenhouse. ”

Teacher He looked at Ye Mingxuan frowning and patting him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, it's not far, the staff is following." ”

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

Teacher He pulled Ye Mingxuan to sit down, patted Ye Mingxuan's shoulder and said, "Zifeng is sixteen, and there are staff, don't worry, my sister wasn't so squeamish 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 also looked in the direction of the strawberry greenhouse from time to time.

"You look a lot like Mr. Huang. Teacher He quipped.

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

Ye Mingxuan doesn't have many relatives in his heart, Zhang Zifeng is a Peng Peng, don't look at him often scolding Peng Peng, if Peng Peng has something, Ye Mingxuan will definitely not stand idly by, but Peng Peng is older and a boy after all.

"It's good to take care of your sister, but they also have to grow up, and you can't keep an eye on it all the time, right? ”

Ye Mingxuan's character Teacher He can't figure out, whether it was his true character who was naughty and mischievous before or is now mature and stable is his nature, but one thing Teacher He understands is that Ye Mingxuan must be mature and stable in front of outsiders.

"Teacher He, take a look at this tea after it is fried? I can smell the fragrance of tea. Wang Dalu grabbed a handful of tea leaves and put them on the tip of his nose and smelled them.

"Not yet, the water of the tea leaves has not been fried, and some of them are still young buds. "Ye Mingxuan doesn't know how to fry tea, he still knows the basics, and stir-fried tea is to remove the moisture in the tea leaves, prevent mildew and deterioration, and lock the fragrance of tea.

The pot fried by Wang Dalu is obviously a little unevenly heated, some of the tea leaves have been fried slightly yellow and curly, and some are still tender green.

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

Wei Daxun stood up and pulled Wang Dalu away, but was stopped by Ye Mingxuan, I didn't sit on the stool, I squatted on the ground and started to fry.

Quickly and continuously turned the tea leaves on the bottom, and at the same time grabbed the tea balls and shook them apart, focusing on the action, which looked much more professional than Wang Dalu before, and only a few minutes later, a richer tea fragrance floated out of the wok.

Feeling that the dryness of the tea leaves was almost there, Ye Mingxuan put on his gloves and moved the small iron pot down, 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 sniffed it and handed the teacup to Teacher He.

"Hmm~ so fragrant. Teacher He took a small sip and tasted it, and gave Ye Mingxuan a thumbs up. "Xiao Xuan, this tea is not much different from the last time Lao Pan sent it, it's great!"

Ye Mingxuan's fried food is definitely not as good as Uncle Pan's fried one, but the tea fragrance is fried, and Mr. He doesn't know much about tea, so he can't taste it.

"Brother Xuan, do you see if I've fried this?"

Peng Peng didn't speak, and did meticulously according to the actions required by Mr. Huang, on the surface, the sale of tea was two points better than Ye Mingxuan's fried one.

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

"Peng Peng, you're also very good at this frying, go get a few empty bottles. ”

"Mai Mai, Xiao Di, this bottle is the tea you picked, let's call it Mai Di Tea!" Mr. He used a signature pen to write Maddie tea on the bottle.

"Daxun, your jar is called Xunlu tea. ”

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"Little Di, help me get that fence. ”

Teacher Huang held the basin containing noodles, pointed to the fence on the board, and said to Reba, a foodie girl who was looking at the fried scallion oil in a daze.

"Oh, okay Mr. Huang. ”

"What has Xiao Di been busy with lately?" Mr. Huang drained the noodles and put them into a basin.

Reba stretched her neck to look at the noodles in the pot, and replied absentmindedly: "Isn't Sister baby pregnant, I'll take the place of Sister Baby." ”

"Hungry?" Mr. Huang asked quippingly, glancing at Reba, who was looking forward to wearing.

"Uh-huh. ”

"It's okay right away, you take out all the dishes and chopsticks, and by the way, ask Teacher He to bring out all the dishes at noon." ”

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

"Let's start eating~"

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