"Sit on my bumpy little bread ~ it will never get stuck in traffic ~"

Not only can you eat melons, but you can also toss people, Jiang Yuge's mood is as jubilant as the clouds floating in the sky, they are all old acquaintances, and you are welcome, turn on the song god mode.

Lu Yao touched his ears.

As a music creator, this kind of singing without a word in tune is really uncomfortable for him.

She changed the words, and Lu Yao comforted herself that she might as well listen to it as a new song.

With this thought, Lu Yao's face turned cloudy again, and even looked at Jiang Yuge's eyes with encouragement for a newcomer with a bright future.

Jiang Yuge was horrified by his gaze, and his voice weakened unconsciously.

Lu Yao's face completely improved at this time, and he even breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yuge could see what he meant, his singing voice was weak, but the momentum could not be weak, and he never stopped singing along the way.

To be honest, everyone present didn't expect Jiang Yuge to have so many songs. If this kind of singing is okay.

The car finally stopped, and it was still the tea garden where they picked tea two days ago, but on the other side of the house.

Lu Yao almost pulled the door down as soon as the car stopped, he never felt that half an hour was so long.

Jiang Yuge saw that the muscles on his arm that pulled the car door rose, and his conscience found that he seemed to be a little excessive.

The program team announced today's task, roasting tea, and the amount of the task is determined by the guests themselves, but the output of the two guests should be equal.

It's bad, Jiang Yuge suddenly remembered that he couldn't fry tea, after all, children can't get close to the pot.

Jiang Yuge was a little panicked, or it was better to fry less.

The program team saves money, they save effort, and the world where no one is injured is achieved.

Yes, exactly.

Jiang Yuge expressed his proposal to Lu Yao.

Lu Yao showed a familiar smile, Jiang Yuge knew that something was wrong.

Really.

"Then what's going on," Lu Yao began to show his exaggerated acting skills again: "What is the original intention of us coming to this show?" Of course, I have to go all out. ”

Jiang Yuge felt that his conscience was still too early.

"I'm here for your good," Jiang Yuge bluffed, "I'm afraid you won't be able to finish it by then." ”

"Hmm." Lu Yao showed a hint of a smile when he spoke, "I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it." ”

"Humph!" Jiang Yuge heard his ridicule, and his face blushed most of the time.

Bother.

Outside the hut, you can smell the smell of tea, and green smoke comes out of the kitchen chimney of the hut.

In the house, the grandmother who weighed tea was busy in front of the pot. Grandma's hand was kneading the tea leaves in the pot, and with her movements, there was a burst of tea fragrance, and the tea leaves gradually deepened and matured from the fresh green.

Grandma made a new pot for them to watch, and it didn't take long for the fresh tea to be fried under Grandma's hands.

Grandma: "Do you understand?" ”

"Understood." But Jiang Yuge felt that it was a bit too simple, different from what he imagined.

Jiang Yuge expressed his doubts, and got Grandma's knowing expression, Grandma didn't say anything, just asked them to try it themselves.

So Jiang Yuge fried tea for the first time and harvested a small bowl of fried tea leaves, but Lu Yao's fried tea was good.

Jiang Yuge originally thought that this thing was actually similar to fried rice, just stir-fry it.

But it's a pity that the tea has to be turned over and rubbed by hand, and although she is never afraid of getting hot when cooking, after all, she doesn't have that kind of ruthless iron hand, so she can't be hot all the time.

Jiang Yuge looked at Lu Yao in disbelief: "How did you do it?" ”

"You can't learn." Lu Yao hadn't spoken since Grandma roasted tea, and his interest was not high at this time.

Jiang Yuge didn't know what he was suddenly down, she just wanted to know how he was making a good meal and making it by leaps and bounds.

Lu Yao withdrew his mind from his emotions, and saw Jiang Yuge staring at him with burning eyes, eager to take a look at his hand.

"Shhhh Lu Yao opened his palm to show her his calloused palm.

"Do you do a little job?" Jiang Yuge blurted out without thinking.

"I know a lot of instruments, you don't have to practice when I do?" Lu Yao's face darkened, "Aren't you my fan?" You don't know? ”

Jiang Yuge smiled wryly: "Didn't you forget? ”

"Wait."

"Huh?"

"How do you know I'm a fan of yours?"

"Some time ago."

Jiang Yuge understands, so he is normal to everyone else, so he can be a scourge of fans, right? Just lose your temper at the fans, right?

Jiang Yuge: "For the sake of me being your fan, can you restrain your poisonous tongue?" ”

Lu Yao refused to be straightforward: "Didn't fans say they loved all of me?" I deliberately don't show my true self in front of other people. ”

Jiang Yuge didn't want to speak, Jiang Yuge returned to the most urgent and realistic question at present: "Then can you fry a little less?" ”

"Nope."

"Fry it! Who's afraid of whom! ”

The big deal is that the task can't be completed, and it won't happen, and the program team didn't say punishment.

The program team also remembered this stubble, and the director's voice came from the camera on one side: "Today's task, if the two people don't have the same amount of tea, the less party will have to pay all the expenses." ”

You're a bubble teapot!

"You're home, aren't you?" Jiang Yuge couldn't accept this kind of blow.

The lunch meal was very rich, and Jiang Yuge, who was favored by Grandma, even added a chicken leg.

But Jiang Yuge couldn't be happy, and in the morning, she was much behind Lu Yao.

Although Jiang Yuge gradually learned to be quick with his eyes and hands, he quickly withdrew his hand before being burned, but he still couldn't hold it, not to mention that he kept burning the fire and standing by the pot, Jiang Yuge was afraid that the sweat would drip into the tea.

In the afternoon, the weather is hotter, and the temperature in the kitchen is comparable to that of midsummer.

Jiang Yuge looked at his red paws, and Lu Yao, who was still tirelessly stir-frying tea leaves with sweat and white shirt, and began to think.

Why did she work so hard?

She obviously won't fry more than Lu Yao, today's single look is to buy it herself, doesn't she pay more for the more she fries?

The harder you work, the more you lose.

So she opened up and found a small bench to sit down.

In order not to affect the taste of the tea, they checked that Lu Yao could not change his clothes, but Jiang Yuge, whose clothes were fragrant, was asked to put on a roasted tea dress, and the hair of the two was also wrapped.

It's too troublesome to change clothes back and forth, and you can't go out anyway, so it's just a sweat.

Jiang Yuge held such an idea, sat on the side, and watched Lu Yao work.

Sweat slid across Lu Yao's delicate face and down the jawline into his shirt, which was so wet that it looked like it would soon become the emperor's shirt.

Jiang Yuge couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and said in his heart: It turns out that this is the treatment of the boss.

Sit on the side and sweat and watch the handsome guy serve!