Lu Qinsen and Su Nan have been checking back and forth between the various groups, and in addition to avoiding accidents, they can also point out if they encounter difficulties.

When they came back, Song Tingchuan's porridge was almost there.

In fact, the people in the other two groups are already well, and Song Tingchuan and their group are the slowest.

But it's okay to be slow, as long as there are results.

Looking at the fragrant vegetable porridge in the pot, Zhou Qian swallowed his saliva.

He never knew that the porridge would have such an appetizing day.

The ingredient of their group is lettuce, Song Tingchuan boiled the lettuce leaves into porridge, peeled the rhizomes of lettuce, cut them into shreds, and made them into cold dishes and put them aside.

Thanks to his left hand, if it were his right hand, it would be very troublesome to cut the lettuce.

When Su Nan and Lu Qinsen came back, Song Tingchuan signaled that they could eat.

I have to say that Song Tingchuan's craftsmanship is still very good, the porridge is very thick, and the lettuce is cooked just right, neither too raw to affect the taste, nor too ripe to lose the taste of the lettuce itself.

Then there are the moderately seasoned coleslaw, which is just perfect.

In addition to exercising everyone's abilities, wilderness survival is more about the cooperation between exercise teams.

Well, in Lu Qinsen's words, this year's trainees are still very good.

In the past, when everyone was eating, each group ate each group, and they were embarrassed to enjoy the fruits of other people's labor, nor did they want others to enjoy the fruits of their own labor, completely forgetting that since everyone came together, it was a whole in itself.

But this time, everyone's interest was high, and the people between the three groups went back and forth to eat, chatting and laughing, and having fun.

Well, it was mainly to smell the aroma of rice in Song Tingchuan's group, and the other two groups were more greedy.

They didn't think of using rice, so they only made some dishes, but they didn't feel very filling

Of course, no one was embarrassed to eat and drink for nothing, so they exchanged the things of their own group, so it was a hodgepodge scene.

Fortunately, Song Tingchuan was worried that the porridge was not enough, so he cooked some more, otherwise it would not be enough.

Hearing Lu Qinsen talk about the previous trainees, the boy with the pressure cooker in the team laughed

"So think about what to do, although the final product is the fruit of their own labor, but the preparation of water, firewood, and ingredients, which is not the help of everyone."

Everyone nodded in unison.

After eating, it was already completely dark.

They are all children in the city, usually with electronic devices in hand, so they naturally sleep late, although they are tired for a day, but they still have no sleepiness at the moment.

So everyone got together and chatted, but it was quite lively.

At this time, Cheng Siyu jumped out again and proposed

"The fire on our side hasn't been extinguished yet, let's come over and bake the fire, we Tibetan people have a bonfire party, I haven't seen it yet, let's try it together"

Everyone was stunned and only grasped one important point

"So you're Tibetan."

Only Su Nan was not surprised at all.

The information of each member of the student union is known to each other, so Cheng Siyu's Tibetan identity is not a secret in the student union at all.

Zhou Qian was shocked, and immediately retorted, "Lie, where do you look like a Tibetan?"

Cheng Siyu is a cute girl with big eyes, fair skin, petite body, and a standard Han appearance.

"Why don't you look like Tibetans?"

"Tibetans must have a plateau red?"

Cheng Siyu crossed his waist: "I'm a mixed-race child, can't I, my mother is Tibetan, my father is Han, I have lived in Yunshi with my father since I was born, why should I have plateau red?"