Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

"Brother, it's snowing."

Jiang Mingzhu stretched out her palm, held a small snowflake, and looked closely at it.

Jiang Baoyu glanced at her, his eyes were indifferent, and he looked back without interest: "Childish."

After watching the children playing in the snow for a while, the guests had no choice but to look away at the director's urging.

It snows, rains or hails, the task cannot be postponed.

The other judges also gave tasks one after another.

"I haven't eaten dumplings this year. Let's try some pickled cabbage dumplings."

"Braised pork, roasted chicken, stir-fry two side dishes, and some peanuts. How come you don't get enough peanuts when you drink!"

"There's nothing I want to eat... let's have a bowl of fried noodles. I want the pork dumplings, it's delicious."

These four are all locals, and only one female judge was married from Sichuan. She has been married for many years, so that the guests could not tell that she was a foreigner at all. Even the accent is local.

The only female judge thought about it again and again, and the final task she gave was a fried sausage dish.

"Just one dish?" Jiang Mingzhu asked.

The woman nodded: "Yes, just one dish. Even though it's just one dish, this dish is not easy to make."

As she spoke, a smile appeared on her face, and her eyes showed memories.

"This dish is my dad's specialty, but I haven't seen him in several years."

Jiang Mingzhu didn't follow suit and asked - why haven't you seen your family for several years?

She didn't care and didn't want to ask.

Jiang Mingzhu's mind was filled with this 'Griddle Pot Sausage' dish.

As people who had never seen a kitchen since childhood, Jiang Mingzhu and Jiang Baoyu didn't know what terrible things were waiting for them.

Of course Jiang Mingzhu has eaten fat sausage before, and she thinks it tastes good.

However, Jiang Baoyu completely stayed away from this thing. Not to mention eating it, even the sight of it made her sick to her stomach.

Jiang Baoyu frowned, and a bad premonition emerged in his heart.

At this time, the village party secretary smiled modestly: "It's better to come early than to come by chance. A pig was just killed in the shop this morning and was going to be sold at the market tomorrow. I quickly told him to keep the fat intestines in case something happens. The guests want to eat..."

"Don't mention the freshness, it's just taken out and it's still warm!"

The unparalleled enthusiasm of the village party secretary deeply conquered the guests present.

"The villagers are so well prepared."

"The dishes are all so fresh." Bai Dan commented as he picked up the pile of vegetables.

Leng Qingqing wrinkled her nose and said slowly: "No wonder I smelled something faintly when I came in just now..."

Bai Dan sniffed the air suspiciously, then pinched his nose the next second and said angrily: "Qingqing, please stop talking, I feel like vomiting."

The smell is a bit heady.

All the guests looked at the two brothers and sisters with pitiful eyes.

In the front, there is shoveling duck manure, and in the back, there is washing the fat intestines.

The luck of the Jiang family brother and sister is really not that bad.

The last time Jiang Mingzhu was able to hire Leng Qingqing to do tasks for him for a reward of one million.

But now, the act of hiring guests has been expressly prohibited by the director.

This time, can Jiang Mingzhu still have a way to escape?

Jiang Mingzhu looked confused, but looking at everyone's expressions, it seemed that she was in trouble.

When a large basin was brought out and placed in front of Jiang Mingzhu and Jiang Baoyu, they both showed disgusted expressions, pinched their noses in synchrony, and took a big step back.

"what is this?"

The villager said simply: "Pig intestines! Very fresh. The pig was just killed this morning."

The other guests also pinched their noses: "This smell is a bit overpowering."

The white intestines were full of wrinkles, with white granular fat floating at the end, soaked in blood, like a scene from a horror movie.

The smell was so strong that Jiang Mingzhu, who was the nearest, almost vomited.

Seeing this, the female judge took a step forward, looked into the basin, nodded, and said with satisfaction.

"It's very fresh. The dry-pot sausage will be delicious. But it must be washed well, otherwise it will have a smell."

The female judge reminded: "It is best to wash it repeatedly with flour and vinegar, then wash it several more times with water, wash it clean and then cut it."

Jiang Mingzhu didn't listen to a word of her words, she just stepped back with horror on her face and almost fell to the ground.

She shook her head repeatedly: "What is this? I don't want to touch it!"

too disgusting.

Jiang Mingzhu pinched her nose, turned her head, and turned her back, as if the things soaking in the basin would disappear in place.

But the reality is that there is a lingering stench lingering in the entire yard, which sticks to the body and cannot be evaporated for several days.

"elder brother……"

Jiang Mingzhu looked at her brother pitifully, with pleading eyes.

Needless to say, Jiang Baoyu also knew what she meant.

Jiang Baoyu looked troubled.

He has always been disgusted by pig intestines. He can't even swallow the finished product, let alone wash the pig intestines.

As we all know, pig intestines contain...

When he thought of this, Jiang Baoyu's face turned pale and he almost felt sick.