Singing at the beginning rewards the 100 billion group

"Oh,"

Zhang Yuan responded lightly.

Xiang Zhen felt lost again.

After staying for a few days, Zhang Yuan was about to rush back to Beijing again.

Continue to record the fifth issue of "Longing for Life".

When I arrived at the mushroom house, I felt familiar again.

Familiar yard, familiar stove, cute little love to eat.

"Hello, Teacher He,"

"Hi Xiaohua,"

"Hi Zhang Yuan,"

The three protagonists meet and greet each other.

"Wow, Teacher Zhang, the song "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style" you released recently is very popular,"

"Yeah, it soon became a square dance divine song, sweeping the country,"

"You are really talented, if you have time, you must teach me music,"

"That's right, Xiaohua is also a singer, so it just so happens that the two of you are traveling together,"

"Okay, Xiao Hua, as long as you pick the corn diligently, I can teach you,"

Xiaohua's fate is too miserable. Apart from moving bricks, he is picking corn.

Xiaohua also improvised a square dance to match "The Most Dazzling Ethnic Style".

Needless to say, Xiaohua dances very well and has a very good sense of rhythm. It can be seen that he has a solid foundation.

Different from the square dance of middle-aged and elderly people, Xiaohua's square dance has a very pop dance feel.

"This is what I learned from the Internet, that is, I saw many videos on the Internet, all of which are "The Most Dazzling National Style""

Xiaohua said.

"Yes, very good, Xiaohua dances really handsomely," Mr. He applauded non-stop, cheering for Xiaohua.

"Very good, the square dance was performed very wonderfully by you," Zhang Yuan also admired Xiao Hua.

Although this guy is silly on the show, he is a real singer in reality.

He is also a singer and dancer, with a solid foundation in dancing.

I heard from Xiaohua that she is planning to become an actor.

"Mr. Zhang, what are you going to do today?" Hai Qing asked.

There are five or six people in this group, and eating is a problem, which is enough for Zhang Yuan to be busy.

But Zhang Yuan is not afraid, he already has a plan.

"Now it's like this, we must make a few of the dishes ordered by the guests, right?"

Teacher Ho said.

The group ordered eleven dishes in one go.

Teacher He, who was angry before, almost cursed.

And there was such a big joke about the wonderful line of schoolbags.

"Yes, we have to do it, but we have to do what we can, what we have here and what we can do, try to do it," Zhang Yuan said.

"Let's do this, boil peanuts in salt water instead of boiled edamame in salt water," Teacher He said.

"Well, this is fine,"

Zhang Yuan agreed, Mushroom House has edamame, and this dish can be made.

After discussing for a while, the two finally decided on the menu.

And other people are also busy with their own affairs. Everyone is very conscious and takes the initiative to find things to do.

"Everyone, today's guests are very diligent and working silently. Have you seen it?" Teacher He was very happy.

Because of the help of guests, he can do less.

"I figured I could wash my hands, wash my face, grab a cold beer and sit back,"

Zhang Yuan was very pleased to see the well-ordered mushroom house, and felt that he could retire.

"Ms. Zhang, why don't I give you a massage? I've learned it before."

Hai Qing said with a smile.

"Huh? No, I'm comfortable all over, so I don't need it. Why don't you give Mr. He a massage, he has a hard time doing the dishes,"

After Zhang Yuangang finished speaking, the audience burst out laughing.

Chapter 354 Tired Me

Hahahaha!

"It turns out that Teacher He's role is to wash the dishes, hahahaha,"

"Mr. He, this is too heartbreaking."

"Look at Teacher He's expression, there is nothing to love in life,"

"Mr. He, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, hahaha,"

"Without Mr. He, we wouldn't even have a clean bowl,"

……

Teacher He is so helpless.

It turned out that his position had already been clearly defined, just like Xiao Hua, he was a dishwasher.

Zhang Yuan was just talking casually, but he didn't expect to cause such a big joke. Fortunately, Mr. He has a good temper and is not angry, otherwise it would not end well.

But to be honest, Mr. He is really kind and hardworking.

Zhang Yuan has long seen that he always works silently by himself.

"Actually, Teacher He, I think you are amazing, really," the warm-hearted Xiaohua began to comfort Teacher He.

"Thank you Xiaohua, you are so kind," Teacher He was also a little moved.

Although Xiaohua looks a little silly, but he is really warm.

"How about Haiqing, help me light the fire," Zhang Yuan said.

"Okay, I'll come, you go and rest," Hai Qing took the initiative to light a fire, and Zhang Yuan went to rest happily of course.

"My friends, I can rest now, hahaha," Zhang Yuan smiled triumphantly.

This is the most relaxing day since he came to Mushroom House.

However, soon, he will play again.

"Oh, let me do it. If you make a fire like this, it won't light up for a day,"

Zhang Yuan sighed, it's better to go into battle by himself, and it's better to light the fire by yourself.

Besides, Hai Qing doesn't know how to light a fire.

Ugh!

Zhang Yuan originally wanted to rest, but now it seems impossible.

"Go pick peppers, it's in the yard, see?"

"I see,"

Haiqing looked at the peppers and asked loudly, "Mr. Zhang, what kind of peppers should I pick?"

"Blue, red, long or short,"

Zhang Yuan sighed again.

Ugh.

"It seems that I still have to fight in person, I can't do it without me, rely on you, we will never even think about eating,"

Zhang Yuan should cook honestly, he doesn't want to rest.

"How many corns just now?" Zhang Yuan asked while adding firewood.

"What? One thousand and two? My God, so many," Zhang Yuan was surprised.

"It's okay, the five of us will finish picking it in a while," Hai Qing said.

Great tone.

Zhang Yuan also smiled wryly, this job is not good, and his tone is loud.

Ugh.

After a busy day, Zhang Yuan couldn't help complaining: "At first, I thought I could rest today,"

"But in the end, alas, it was still a busy day,"

Zhang Yuan is helpless.

It seems that Mushroom House can't do without him.

"Come on, let me cook,"

Zhang Yuan was about to start cooking on the stove.

In fact, this kind of earthen stove is very good for cooking, and it has the fragrance of firewood rice.

The taste is very good.

"Three delicacies from the ground, Mr. Zhang's delicacies from the ground, I'm looking forward to it very much," Hai Qing said.

She can't do anything, but she is like a follower, often following Zhang Yuan's side.

The so-called ground three delicacies are actually a vegetarian dish.

First add an appropriate amount of oil in the pot, and when the oil temperature is right, add the shallots and sauté until fragrant.

Add the diced potatoes and eggplant and stir fry.

Zhang Yuan took two shovels and kept stirring to make it evenly heated. However, this kind of firewood rice is not easy to burn, because this kind of pot is evenly heated.

"Originally, in the life I yearn for, I can accept one or two guests, what kind of Buddha jumps over the wall," Zhang Yuan said.

"What? Buddha jumps over the wall? Is it real or not?"

"That's right, you really did it?"

Hai Qing and the others were shocked, they didn't expect such a thing to happen.

"I did it. When Chen Chi came here a few times ago, I made one," Zhang Yuan said.

"Huh? Then we only have ground delicacies,"

"No, Mr. Zhang, you are too partial,"

Hai Qing and the others were not reconciled, feeling that Zhang Yuan was eccentric.

"Hahaha, no, the key is how many people you have," Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

"Then make five copies of Buddha Jumping Over the Wall," Hai Qing said.

Zhang Yuan was so frightened that he almost dropped the shovel.

Alas, what are these people?

too frightening.

After frying for a while, Zhang Yuan added an appropriate amount of dark soy sauce to color and enhance the flavor.

But there is a shortcoming. The cooking pot is a bit heavy now, and it is a bit difficult for Zhang Yuan to lift it.

Fortunately, his muscles are strong, otherwise he would lose his strength after a few weights.