Chapter 187 Are You a Good Cook?

"This fat guy is really a piece of shit. He actually brought us to this godforsaken place. Forget it. I've been screwed by him this time. I'm going to settle accounts with him after this show is over."

Wang Cong cursed and went back to his room to sleep.

Reba put down her bag and walked around the room, reminding Wang Cong and Chu Jiang to close the windows when they go to bed. "The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is huge. Don't think it's not cold at all now. You can freeze to death at four or five in the morning. Don't catch a cold then."

Wang Cong went to sleep, "I know, go to bed early. I'm sure that fat guy will come to call us early tomorrow morning."

"The photographer is still shooting. Don't attack the director."

"Just ask someone to lose weight when the time comes."

"..."

Chu Jiang smiled and found a place to lie down. However, he couldn't sleep because he slept too much in the car in the afternoon. He simply moved to the photographer and chatted with him.

Seeing a light ball next to the photographer, he picked it up.

[Ding, congratulations on picking up the god-level cooking skill. ]

Originally, I just picked it up to see what it was, but I didn't expect to get an unexpected surprise.

Cooking skills are quite practical.

He looked at the photographer in surprise, "Are you a pretty good cook?"

"Ah? I usually like to cook. I even opened a food account on purpose. When I'm not busy, I will post some cooking videos on the account. However, the food I cook is just at the level of home cooking, which is far worse than those chefs..."

It can be seen that the photographer still likes to cook. He talked about cooking for half an hour.

...

"Get up, get up!"

Sure enough, just like Wang Cong said, the people from the program team came and knocked on the door early in the morning. Of course, even if they didn't knock on the door, they would have woken up because there were several big roosters downstairs. The roosters kept crowing, and people couldn't sleep even if they wanted to.

Wang Cong was still a little grumpy after getting up. He suddenly got up from the bed, put on the headgear, and then started to curse and went downstairs, "You chickens are looking for death, right? If you don't want to live, stand up, I will kill you now!"

Reba and Chu Jiang packed up and went downstairs.

Reba was used to getting up early. She found a place to stretch directly. Her beautiful long legs stretched out a very beautiful arc in the morning light.

Looking back and finding Chu Jiang looking at her, she was a little embarrassed, "Ah, I habitually stretch for a while every morning when I get up... This way I can keep my body flexible. It shouldn't disturb you, right?"

"No, you continue to stretch."

When Chu Jiang went out, the roosters were still crowing.

He finally understood why the ancients said that they would dance when they heard the cock crowing. The main reason was that the sound of this thing was sharp and penetrating. In addition, the houses in ancient times were generally made of wood, and the sound insulation was not good at all, which made the sound of this thing sound like it was crowing in your ears. Only ghosts could sleep!

"You're still yelling, right? I'm going to kill you today!"

Wang Cong rushed to the chicken coop with a hood on, but he stopped immediately because he saw a thick layer of chicken shit under the coop...

"Fuck, these chickens are so unhygienic, aren't they?"

He quickly jumped three feet away and forgot about the chicken crowing.

Director Song Xiang also quickly issued tasks through the headset, "I believe everyone should have gotten up by now? In this beautiful morning, a day full of hope is about to begin. Please feed the chickens, dogs, and pigs, make fire and cook, and do what a family owner should do."

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Wang Cong widened his eyes, "You want me to feed such an unhygienic thing? I tell you I won't feed it!"

"No way..."

Reba was also a little shocked, "I feel that this program is more like wilderness survival!"

The director said, "How can this be wilderness survival? All the materials have been prepared for you. You just need to use the ready-made materials to cook and feed the small animals."

Reba looked at the empty kitchen. There was nothing except a cold stove. She widened her eyes. asked, "Didn't you say that the ready-made materials have been prepared for us? Where are the materials?"

"If you want to eat vegetables, you can go to the vegetable garden behind to pick them. Basically, there are seasonal vegetables. If you want to eat meat, you can also catch them. You can eat all the small animals raised here."

Wang Cong was a little frustrated, "These animals are alive. Tell me how to eat them?"

"This is something you need to solve yourself."

Chu Jiang ignored Wang Cong and Reba and asked the director, "Even if all the materials are ready, we can't solve the spices ourselves, right?"

"There is a small shop 500 meters away from you. There should be what you want there."

Listening to the director's words, several people were completely dumbfounded. They had already tipped the director for all the money he gave them yesterday!

Wang Cong took out the last 100 yuan on him, "This 100 yuan should not support us for five days, right?"

"Enough."

Chu Jiang waved his hand to him, "I'm going to feed those little animals first. You go to the small shop at the door and buy some seasonings. You should know what to buy, right?"

"I know, I know."

Wang Cong walked away with a depressed look. He didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

Chu Jiang took matters into his own hands. He slowly cooked a large pot of pig food, rode over to feed the pigs, and then got some wheat to feed the chickens. He found that there was actually a nest of rabbits here, and he cut them Feed the rabbit a little grass.

After he finished all this, Wang Cong came back slowly.

He was eating a pack of spicy strips in one hand, and a red plastic bag in the other hand.

He casually threw the red plastic bag on the table, "Okay, I have bought the seasonings. If I had known that the money was so important, we wouldn't have tipped. There are a lot of snacks in the canteen, I see. The group next door is buying snacks from the canteen!”

Chu Jiang walked over and opened the plastic bag and took a look, "Is this the seasoning you bought?"

There are four or five packets of salt in the bag.

Wang Cong nodded, "Yes, this is the seasoning..."

"?"

Looking at Chu Jiang's eyes, Wang Cong was a little scared, "I don't know what you need, and I don't know other seasonings either!"