The Metamorphosis of Fanggoudan

The money that Wang Ming wanted back did not survive that night.

In addition to pork leg bones, Cheng Yi also bought a lot of things that Wang Ming couldn't understand, both iron and plastic, and the jingling and jingling of a lot of things carried them back to the mountain, almost exhausting the three of them to death.

The soup at night was made by Gan Bo. He didn't want to make it at first, after all, he had never cooked food before and had no experience.

But after hearing Wang Ming say that he wanted to cook the soup, Gan Bo got up immediately.

"Forget it, let me make the soup, and you can help cut something." The pork leg bone, which is not cheap at all, was bought with his hard-earned money, and Wang Ming must not let it be ruined.

Wang Ming gave up his seat, but he didn't leave. He competed with the stove.

With no experience, the two novice chefs can only give full play to their imaginations, wishing that the little master Zhonghua will possess him immediately and cook a delicacy that shocks the audience in the blink of an eye.

But the reality is a different picture.

"What kind of knife skills are you? Ginger slices are thicker than your fingers, are you using them to grind your teeth?"

"You still have the nerve to talk about me, and you don't even look at the bones you chopped, so don't make a gap with the knife."

"As long as your mouth is broken and grinding, you should let your teeth grind corn."

"Hmph, it's a good idea, my young master's teeth are precious."

It was a complete disaster for two novices who didn’t have a tacit understanding to enter the kitchen. They walked around the stove for a while before they realized that they didn’t know the process of making bone soup. Tried it before.

The two went to the staff and asked if they could have a helper with cooking experience to guide them, but they were rejected by Wang Fang of the program group.

Cooking is also a part of life. Wang Fang is eager to let them do it themselves. How can there be a comparison without experiencing the hard work of cooking.

But fortunately, the program team temporarily gave them a mobile phone, allowing them to check the recipes online, and also sent a PD to follow them. Firstly, they are afraid that these teenagers will have accidents while cooking, and secondly, it is more interesting to shoot them first. screen.

Gan Bo found the simplest recipe, and the two of them stood by the stove again after looking it over.

Wang Ming has already learned how to make a fire. There is a pot on the stove, boiling water, which is slowly heating up.Gampo scooped up the pork bones soaked in water and put them into the pot, covered the pot, increased the fire, and began to wait.

Gradually, a fragrance began to emerge from the pot, and the light and clear fragrance rushed towards the face. In the small kitchen, the fragrance became more and more intense, and everyone felt that their gluttons really wanted to be hooked out.

After boiling the soup on high heat, the color of the noodle soup in the pot has changed. Gambo skimmed off the top layer of foam, then followed the steps to add sliced ​​shallots and ginger, carrots and corn, and took a deep breath. The delicious fragrance in the soup continued to cover the lid.

But obviously this ordinary lid can't stop the aroma of the soup from coming out. The aroma of the meat after the bones are stewed is also mixed with the beautiful and sweet aroma of corn. The meat and vegetables are suitable, and the taste that is neither too light nor greasy is even more charming.

"It's so delicious, I didn't expect that I have such a skill!" Wang Ming said triumphantly after wiping off his sweat.

He didn't realize that he had rubbed a layer of dust on his hands just now, and when he wiped his sweat, his dirty hands ran across his cheeks, leaving a few dark lines, which looked silly and funny.

Not only that, but he also flicked the white bangs with his hand, and the damaged bangs also changed a little color.

This appearance was seen by the PD, so he moved the camera from the stove to his face.

A staff member asked him: "Wang Ming, what do you think of your cooking skills?"

Wang Ming pointed his handsome side face at the camera, posed for a pose and said, "You may not believe me, but I really haven't cooked before."

"Today's situation can only show one thing, and that is - I am a genius."

genius?

Looking at the face covered with black paw prints, the PD who was in charge of filming laughed so much that the camera on his shoulder almost fell off.

Wang Ming helped him stabilize and said, "You don't need to get too excited, it's really rare for me to be like this."

The staff member who spoke just now interrupted him quickly, and continued to ask, "Then do you think cooking is very hard?"

"Hard work?" Wang Ming sighed heavily, "It's not just hard work, it's torture. You don't know how troublesome it is to make a fire." On the first day he came here, he was so angry that he couldn't bear the fire. Dinner.

Wang Ming broke the conversation, "This earthen stove is no different than a gas stove or an induction cooker. This kind of fire is very difficult to grow. You can't even imagine how difficult it is."

The staff continued to ask: "Then what do you think after cooking by yourself this time? Do you want to say something to your parents who have been taking care of you?"

Gan Bo was by the side all the time. Hearing what this person said, he knew that the show was going to be sensational.

No wonder they were so kind to show them the recipes on their mobile phones today, but they were all waiting here.I don't know whether Wang Ming will be tortured in his heart in a while, and he will cry out of emotion.

Such things are guided by the staff just now in almost every episode of the program.

Some teenagers are not good at expressing their feelings to their relatives, and they need him to comfort and give some guidance; a picture like this makes him a bully at home.After the transformation, I learned to cook by myself, and I also learned how to thank my parents. It is easy to impress the audience.

Impressing the audience is the effect of the program they are after. The leader said that the ratings must be there.

The audience can always find their shadow in the show, maybe it is a short but profound pain in adolescence, or a ray of regret that was quietly hidden.

The staff thought they might be able to hear another teenager's low-pitched confession, or go a step further and capture a picture of him crying in guilt.

Being so far away from the former life circle on the mountain, away from the familiar family, without a good and comfortable life, these are enough to break the stubborn shell of an immature teenager.

On a lonely and silent night, the once mighty young man who only liked to destroy suddenly took off his defensive armor.The scene of the boy crying into the camera and saying sorry intermittently can definitely arouse the hearts of the audience.

Although everyone is not particularly good themselves, they hope to see others become better.

But obviously Wang Ming is not as smart as Gan Bo, and he can figure out the routines of the program group all at once.

After hearing the question, he was silent for a while, sucked his nose twice, and even his eyes were red from rubbing with the back of his hand.

coming!

Yes, it's this guilt look, hurry up and cry out for the camera, Wang Ming.

The staff still had a gentle and tolerant smile on their faces, but they could hardly hide their inner expectations.

He has gentle eyes and a soothing tone, "It doesn't matter, you did a great job cooking today, I believe your parents will be proud of you when they see it."

The topic changed, and I went back to the previous question, "Now that you understand the hard work of cooking, then think about it, isn't it hard work to take care of your parents?"

Wang Ming sniffed again. When he was burning firewood just now, he squatted in the wrong direction, not only his eyes were smoky, but even his nose seemed to be irritated, itchy and uncomfortable.

The staff saw that the circles of his eyes were getting redder and the corners of his eyes were glistening with tears, and knew that the time had come.

At this time, another wave of sensational reassurance was needed. He cleared his throat and was about to speak, but was choked by a deafening sneeze.

Wang Ming frowned and sneezed three times in a row, tears came out.

"Who is speaking ill of me behind my back?" He rubbed his nose and asked.

The staff member who spoke just now was already in a daze, and all the sensational words he had planned were blown away by that earth-shattering sneeze.

Gan Bo glanced at him quietly, then turned around with a suppressed smile and patted Wang Ming on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Maybe someone is thinking of you?"

"Is there anyone else who misses me?" Wang Ming curled his lips, but he didn't believe it. "I'm not attractive."

Gan Bo laughed at him, "It's very attractive that you know yourself well."

Seeing that the topic was about to go off track again, the staff was so tired that they wished to call a lighting engineer to push Wang Ming into a corner to see if he could still talk properly.

Fortunately, Wang Ming did not forget the question just now.

He said: "Today, after cooking by myself, I realized that cooking three meals a day is not easy."

The staff revived.

Yes, this is the rhythm, and then I can start to lament how ignorant I was before, and how guilty I am now.

Wang Ming lowered his eyes, the red circles around his eyes hadn't receded, and there were a few messy black marks on his face, making him look like a down-and-out kid.

The eyes of the staff also gradually became excited. Just this scene, edit it later, and add a sad erhu tune, which absolutely guarantees the ratings.

Wang Ming also lived up to his high expectations, and he brewed his emotions and said, "I used to be picky and picky every time I ate ready-made ones, but now that I think about it, it's really wrong."

The staff clenched their hands and nodded encouragingly.

Go on, Wang Ming, don't stop, and continue to talk about something deeper and more enlightened. As long as you say it, you will be the protagonist on the cover of this issue.

Encouraged by his eyes, Wang Ming also raised his head.

He looked directly at the camera and said word by word: "I really want to say sorry to Aunt Wang who has been cooking for me. I shouldn't vent my anger with the food."

"I want to tell her that the vegetables and rice she cooks are really delicious."

"It's only now that I realize that it's such a hard job to work for others. I used to lose my temper at Aunt Wang, and I hate it just like some adults."

ha?Aunt Wang?

The staff member thumped in his heart, and said quickly, "What about your parents? Don't you want to say something?"

parents?

Parents don't spend as much time at home as Aunt Wang. One is busy with his career and the other is busy fooling around outside. There is no feeling of home at home.

Wang Ming opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that there was not much to say.