What are the two conclusions that Chu Xiangjun speculated, the answer is actually very simple.

Conclusion 1, this land seems to be barren, but in fact, there is a very likely hidden underground river, and the water may still be iceberg meltwater, because in such a hot day, the temperature of the water is lower than the normal temperature, not what iceberg meltwater is.

The natives dug a deep hole to get water, which also confirmed Chu Xiangjun's underground river speculation.

Conclusion 2: If there is nothing wrong with water, then there must be something wrong with the soil here - the soil here has a cooling function, and only by explaining it in this way can the roots of those vegetables survive in the soil and the vegetables can thrive.

Chu Xiangjun guessed that this special soil was not distributed in patches, but in blocks, which could explain why the surrounding desert was all around, but the vegetable area grew vibrant.

With these two conclusions, Chu Xiangjun began to confirm his thoughts.

Fortunately, Chu Xiangjun was lucky, and he dug the first pit and dug out the doorway.

The more he dig, Chu Xiangjun was surprised to find that the soil under the ground was really unusual, it was cold to the touch, mixed with white crystals, and the tentacles melted, just like ice chips.

Chu Xiangjun was excited!

Isn't this a natural refrigerator?

So, Chu Xiangjun started cooking.

"Smooth and refreshing, soft and sweet, delicious, so delicious. ”

Shangguan Mou ate the rest of the food in the bowl, and the expression on his face was so comfortable that a flower was about to bloom.

"Miss Chu, you say this thing is called cold shrimp? But I've eaten shrimp, and the taste of these things is not at all different from real shrimp meat. ”

Shangguan Mou exerted the curiosity of a foodie baby, and asked Chu Xiangjun about his cooking method in advance, in Shangguan Mou's opinion, Chu Xiangjun's cuisine is very simple and easy to learn, if he knows it, maybe he can go back to open a restaurant and get rich after escaping from the natives in the future.

Ahem, I learned to go back and make it for my father and mother to eat, in order to make up for the regret and guilt that I have not accepted over the years (because Shangguan Mou's family is already very rich).

"Cold shrimp is not made from shrimp. ”

Xiahou Qin's timely interjection made Chu Xiangjun's eyes widen in surprise.

Japanese food, Sichuan cuisine, and now it is a special snack of Hubei cold shrimp, how can Xiahouqin know so much, know so much.

Xiahou Qin did not ignore the doubts and admiration that flashed in Chu Xiangjun's eyes, the corners of his mouth rose, Xiahou Qin raised his eyebrows at Chu Xiangjun, and continued: "Cool shrimp is not a shrimp in the real sense, it is just shaped like a shrimp, so it is named for it. ”

"So what is this made of, it's so delicious. ”

Shangguan was still intended, Xiahou Qin stared at him with a complicated expression, but he continued: "It is cooked with rice milk and leaked into a basin of cold water with a colander. ”

"Rice!" Shangguan Mou was stunned.

This white, tender, tender and glutinous cold shrimp is actually made of rice, and they don't even bother to eat the rice that those barbarians robbed from their caravans, but who would have thought that in addition to being used for cooking, it can also be used to make such a delicious summer food.

Take a bite, the ice is cold and sweet, all the hot troubles disappear with the cold invasion, and with it comes inner peace and physical peace.

This feeling is even more satisfying than just soaking in cold water and swimming a few laps.

Shangguan's plan is still unfinished, and the natives are still unfinished, and everyone looks at Chu Xiangjun's expression a little more complicated.

Two people cook so delicious, how to determine the winner?