After raising a cat, the goddess doctor became popular in the interstellar

Chapter 467 Just wait and eat

Tao Le didn't know what this old man was thinking, he didn't eat the ready-made delicacies, so he wanted to mess around.

He is obviously indifferent to his own craftsmanship, isn't he?
Xue Keqing raised her head and looked at Simu with aggrieved and puzzled eyes: "Mr. Xi, actually my cooking skills are really not bad."

Sun Wanlou smoothed things over: "Actually, there is no need to be so troublesome. But it is recognized that Qing cuisine is delicious, and it is not bad for the two of you. If you divide it so clearly, you will be born."

Sim was unmoved.

"No trouble at all," he insisted. "We'll do it ourselves."

Tao Le tugged at his cuff, and said in a low voice, "Let me be clear first, my workmanship is very poor, far worse than Miss Xue's."

Simu lowered his head and saw Tao Le's eyes widened because of his confusion. He couldn't help tapping her forehead with his index finger, and said with a smile, "I'll do it. Just wait and eat."

Xue Keqing's eyes were fixed on Sim's finger.

Such an intimate gesture, such a kind expression, why did it happen to that doctor Tao?
Just because the two of them were assigned to the same group?
It was a surprise to meet Mr. Xi here, and what was even more rare was that she had the opportunity to be in a group with him.

It was only a little bit away that Mr. Xi's expression was for himself.

But it was just such a little bit that made him draw a gap between himself and himself, and even chased them over in a hurry, but he didn't even want to taste his own craftsmanship.

Her hands were tightly twisted together, and the unwillingness and grievances on her face fell into the eyes of the experienced Sun Wanlou.

The latter gave her a gentle tug: "Your Majesty, Mr. Xi has his own ideas, but we have to start preparing our dinner earlier, and we will have to lend this pot to someone later."

His words were like a shot in the arm, instantly reminding Xue Keqing.

This is recording a show.The camera didn't talk about it all the time, she also used the pot first, and she cooked the food first!
Mr. Xi hadn't tasted his own craft before, so he naturally didn't understand and didn't trust it.

But it doesn't matter, isn't this her chance to perform?

She has been to culinary art school for advanced studies, and she is not afraid of being compared with anyone except professional chefs, otherwise she would not be able to become a well-known culinary anchor.

Among other things, as long as the fragrance comes out later, it is hard to believe that someone can be so firm.

At that moment, Xue Keqing mustered all her energy and started a pot stove with Sun Wanlou.

Tao Le has been looking at Sim seriously since just now, wondering if there is something wrong with his ears.

Did she hear correctly?His Royal Highness can cook?And the old man has to do it for himself?
Jinxi Hexi, how come there are so many situations that I can't understand?
But no matter what, she neither can nor should destroy His Highness's elegance.

No matter what the old man makes, she has to go forward forever, eat it without hesitation, and give him a good compliment.

Of course, if she could manage to get in, even if she could reach her level, she would be thankful.

However, it is not completely without remedies.

Taking advantage of the present, buy some fresh seafood and cook them in white water. They are naturally delicious, which is enough to make up for the lack of craftsmanship.

By the way, there are also those two small bronze medals, which must be handed in for exchange.

"I'll go to the beach and bring back some seafood." Tao Le said, and was about to leave on his own.

Unexpectedly, Simu walked up to her side as soon as he took a long leg: "I'll go with you."

"Anyway, it's still very early when it's our turn to use the pot."

The two followed the previous road to the beach, found Ying Yan at the base camp, and exchanged the bronze medal for a small bag of rice and a small bag of noodles.

It's really a small packet, which seems to be only half a cup, which is only enough to cook a pot of gruel.

The noodles are just a small bundle, just for one person.

Except for Ying Yan and a few people from the program team, only Shang Xi and Shu Yi were left on the beach.

The former was fishing on a raised boulder on the shore.

The fishing rod he used was an ordinary branch, and the fishing line was woven from a kind of extremely thin and tough long grass in the forest.

Shu Yi walked on the clear shoal with her trousers on her heels, cheered from time to time, picked up a shellfish full of patterns from the water, and put it in a peaked cap.

This hat was worn by Shang Xi all the time before, and it is very suitable for holding things.

Tao Le walked under the boulder, raised the two packs of mutton in his hand, and asked for an exchange.

Shang Xi readily agreed and offered to exchange the fishing rod he had just made for her, but Tao Le directly refused.

She took two fishhooks, and then went back to the forest. With Simu's assistance, she pulled out a large pile of resilient grass, and wove them together at an extremely fast speed.

She has specially practiced how to make her own tools for sea fishing in the space, and now she is very familiar with it.

Sim watched her movements seriously, and suddenly thought about it.

Tao Le didn't notice this.After weaving a long coil of fishing line, she took off some rented cane and weaved it into a round rattan basket half the height of a person.

Similar things have cut her countless times in space, but now they never want to hurt her at all.

The cameraman brother was a little uneasy when Tao Le made the rope.

By the time the rattan basket was finished, the mouth could no longer be closed.

Is the guest they invited this time really just a doctor?

Fishing and knitting is good at everything, and it is like a fish in water in the wild. If this continues, how can there be any chance for others to show off?

Sim took the initiative to lift the rattan basket, and the two returned to the seaside.

Shang Xi had just caught a small yellow croaker of about two taels, and was sharing it happily with Shu Yi when he saw the two of them coming back again.

Not only did he come back, but he also had two more fishing rods and a big rattan basket in his hand.

"Hey, the program team will distribute this?" Shu Yidang shouted with bright eyes: "We also need one, otherwise it will be too inconvenient to pack things."

The two cameramen looked at each other and loaded the quail at the same time, with a posture of neither looking nor listening.

As soon as they expressed their position, Shu Yi and Shang Xi probably understood.

"Doctor Tao, did you make up this thing yourself?" Shang Xi asked in amazement.

"Well, it's quite simple." Tao Le answered concisely.

She herself felt a little against her own will, because the experience of studying in the space, well, it doesn't matter if she doesn't mention it.

Simple?
Shang Xi and Shu Yi stepped forward and carefully inspected the beautifully woven and finely meshed rattan baskets.

Such a beautiful thing, was it really made up in more than 20 minutes?

In fact, they miscalculated a bit. These 10 minutes also include the work of pulling weeds, pulling vines, and weaving fishing lines.

Under the admiring and envious eyes of the two, Tao Le surveyed the surrounding environment, and found the most suitable place for the crab cage - the side of the boulder where Shang Xi was standing, and then stretched out his hand towards Simu.

(End of this chapter)