() Found the way home!

Lunch is made by Teacher Huang, which is very simple, with spring noodles, plus shallots and tofu, and fried eggs with Chinese toon. In Teacher Huang's words, for the sake of Buddha Jumping over the wall at night, you can spare lunch, which is worthy of this skill.

Even the simple Yangchun noodles were all eaten by Chen Fang. The little pancakes that he ate in the morning had been digested. In addition, he had swung the hoe for a whole morning. He was already hungry. Qin Mohan was still making some fruits from time to time when he was hungry and placing snacks. Chen Fang kept carrying them.

"Teacher Huang's reputation as Chef Huang is not a fictional reputation. I still feel like a bowl of white snow noodles." Chen Fang didn't consider his image at this time and was half paralyzed on the backrest chair of the pavilion. The sunshine at one o'clock in the afternoon made him feel extremely comfortable.

"Do you want to take a nap?" Qin Mohan helped to clean up the dishes and suggested looking at Chen Fang who was a little tired.

Chen Fang forced himself to say, "No, Teacher Huang and the others are all busy."

He Jiong, who was beside him, heard this and said to Chen Fang: "It's okay, go and rest for a while, we have nothing to do in the afternoon."

Chen Fang also knew that he was forcing the program recording effect and you might not be good, so he said to several people: "Okay, I'll go and have a nap first. Teacher Huang, I'll cook other dishes except Buddha Jumping over the wall tonight."

"Oh, you're so honored to cook yourself."

Although it was a raw bed, he slept peacefully. During this period, Qin Mohan came in to see him once. He just opened his eyes in a daze and echoed a few times and fell asleep again. It was almost four o'clock when he opened his eyes again. He washed his face in the bathroom next to the bedroom with toiletries. Under the stimulation of cold water, he woke up.

"What are you talking about?" I got off from the second floor bedroom and found several people sitting on the ground, surrounding a low table in the living room.

"Wake up." Qin Mohan gave the round pad leaning beside him to Chen Fang: "We are talking about the three major theater academies in China. Teacher Huang represents Yan Ying, Xiao Dong represents Yang Opera, and I represent Shang Opera. We are analyzing the differences between the three major theater academies."

Chen Fang joked: "Teacher Huang, this topic is a bit offensive. What if the school’s admission rate does not reach its target next year, what should I do if it causes trouble for us?"

"Not as unbearable as you said." Huang Lei held a pillow next to him, and saw Chen Fang hiding behind Qin Mohan and avoiding him, and continued: "The differences in teaching strengths of the three major universities are actually very small. It depends on the students' own talents. The professional knowledge given to you by the teachers in the school still depends on your own understanding and learning and applying it in daily performances. This is the way for an actor to establish himself. The jokes on the Internet say, "The actors will be made by the Central Opera, Yan Ying will be made by the stars, and the young actors will be made by the Shanghai Opera." This is very biased. Look at Qin Mohan, isn't he just graduated from the Shanghai Opera? This is also very outstanding in the young actresses born in the 1990s."

Chenfang Interface said: "The main reason is that this society is a bit impetuous now. With the development of mobile Internet, more and more celebrities have begun to take the traffic route. As long as some TV stars are again, a large number of fans can pay for it," said Chenfang Interface.

Looking at Qin Mohan and Dong Zijian's thoughtful expressions, Chen Fang stood up and said to Huang Lei: "Teacher Huang, just stare at your Buddha jumping over the wall. I will cook the remaining vegetables. When I came back in the morning, I saw several greenhouses next to the slope. I went to see what vegetables were inside."

"I'll go with you." Qin Mohan also stood up.

The greenhouse planted by the program team does not require sale, but is only suitable for the program, so the vegetables grown in it are quite diverse, including vegetables, peppers, tomatoes, eggplant, and a large piece of strawberries. Some strawberries that have been ripe and have not yet been picked are hung on the vines.

The sun at four o'clock had lost its dazzling glory, and it was a bit weak and weak, and it even reflected a golden glow in the rapeseed field in the distance.

Qin Mohan walked towards the mushroom house with strawberries and the other in his arms. Seeing the scene in the distance, he couldn't help but say, "It's so beautiful. If I didn't have work, I really want to live here for a few days, work from sunrise and rest from sunset."

"When summer comes, we will take the time to stay for a few days to escape the summer heat, and bring Sisi and Jiajia over to play for a few days. These two girls are like me, and they have never been to the countryside, so it will be very strange."

Teacher Huang’s craftsmanship is really good. The soup that had been hanging for four or five hours had already begun to exude its attractive fragrance. As soon as Chen Fang and Qin Mohan entered the wooden door, they smelled the fragrance of the garden.

Chen Fang couldn't help but sigh, "Teacher Huang, there are two lines of poetry in this Buddha jumping over the wall, called: 'The smell of meat is opened on the altar and the fragrance of meat is floating around the neighbors, and the Buddha smells abandoning Zen and jumping over the wall'. Your taste is almost at this level."

"Wow, it's really a source of family education. You even know such an unpopular poem." Huang Lei said to Dong Zijian next to him: "This is a poem circulating in Min Province describing the 'Buddha's Jump over the Wall'. It is said to be two poems chanted by a scholar in the late Qing Dynasty after tasting it. This is also the origin of the name of this dish."

Chen Fang put the picked vegetables on the table and praised Huang Lei: "It's still Teacher Huang, you are very knowledgeable. I only know these two lines of poetry, and it's the first time I heard of the specific allusion."

"I also heard from the locals when I was filming there." Huang Lei asked He Jiong and Dong Zijian to help Chen Fang choose the picked vegetables, while Qin Mohan started washing strawberries again.

Everyone was talking and making. Chen Fang, as the chef tonight, started cutting vegetables and meat after cleaning the dishes. Seeing Chen Fang skillfully using kitchen utensils, he knew that he said he could cook rice is not a boast. Teacher Huang was also happy to eat leisurely, but he added chicken soup and pork bone soup to the soup from time to time to prevent the stewing of the pot. Qin Mohan sent the washed strawberries to Chen Fang's mouth in Dong Zijian's envious eyes. Xiao Dong, who was fed dog food, wondered if he should call his little girlfriend over to accompany him for two days.

Chen Fang cooked a lot of dishes. Although there were only five or six of them in front of the camera, Chen Fang also had to consider the staff behind the scenes. So Chen Fang first used the leftover winter bamboo shoots from the stewed Buddha Jumping the Wall to make a authentic Shanghai dish, and used diced ham and meat filling to make green peppers. Seeing that there was a flat-bottom cast iron pot in the kitchen utensils, Chen Fang changed the minced meat eggplant that he had originally prepared to make into an iron plate eggplant. Qin Mohan looked itchy and made a fruit and vegetable salad with tomatoes and cucumber strawberries. Later, Chen Fang stir-fried two more vegetarian dishes, accompanied by a sand jar of Buddha Jumping the Wall, a total of six dishes and a soup.

Teacher He said to Chen Fang: "We have been here for three days. Today is our most sumptuous meal. Wait, I will take a photo and post it on my Moments first to let them know that I am not here to ask for trouble."

"It's hard to cook without rice. This time, Chen Fang and Mo Han would bring these foods. According to the program team's conduct, we probably still have to make do with carrots and vegetables." Teacher Huang also sighed: "Xiao Dong, don't just eat them. You can also express your comments, after all, you are also part of our mushroom house."

"Thank you, Brother Chen." Dong Zijian swallowed the food in his mouth: "Before I came, I saw the request given by the program team, and I had already planned to lose five pounds."

"Xiao Dong, your attitude is not good. If you don't like Teacher Huang, you don't know how much he paid for our three meals a day. You see, I don't have this idea, and I'm just ready to lose three pounds." He Jiong's righteous words and spiritual twists almost made Dong Zijian laugh.

Chen Fang took a spoon to fill Qin Mohan with a bowl of Buddha Jumping over the wall, and specially picked an abalone and a few sea cucumbers: "Try it, this is what I got from my hard work."

"Chen Fang, it's a bit unfair to say this. I've been busy for the past and ordered this soup for you." Teacher Huang watched the two of them show their love and couldn't help but complain.

He Jiong smiled and said, "That's right, when I received your call yesterday, Teacher Huang found the jar and scrubbed it here early this morning."

Dong Zijian raised his hand and said, "I can prove this. Yesterday, Teacher Huang tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he got up early this morning."

He handed the soup in his hand to Qin Mohan, and then said to Teacher Huang: "Teacher Huang, don't mind it. Look, this is the best flower abalone. I brought it directly from someone else in Shenzhen."

Qin Mohan took the porcelain bowl handed over by Chen Fang, his eyes flashed a few times, and he didn't say anything, but just gave him a glimpse of autumn.

It brings together the flavors of various seafood such as abalone, sea cucumber, floral gum, and Yaozhu, and adds the old farmer hen and Jinhua ham to enhance the flavor. This bowl of soup has both the common meat flavor and the characteristics of each other. The abalone that has been stewed for seven or eight hours is soft and tender, rich in meat flavor, and is meaty but not greasy. The ingredients are permeable to each other and have a taste in the taste.

Qin Mohan ate the abalone and drank the soup again. He praised Huang Lei with unsatisfactory taste: "It tastes so good, Teacher Huang, you can go to Beijing to open a private dish with this skill."

Huang Lei said: "I just tinker with it at home. I am just a personal hobby. If I really want to open a restaurant, I really don't have the interest."

He Jiong joked to Dong Zijian on the side: "Xiao Dong, have you seen it? Teacher Huang relies on his cooking skills to catch up with Sun Li. The dishes cooked in Shenfang are good, so he can catch up with Qin Mohan. Therefore, the standard for a good man in the modern new era is to go to the hall and get the kitchen. So Xiao Dong, you have studied hard with Teacher Huang during this period, and it will be easier to find a girlfriend in the future."

Huang Lei continued to Dong Zijian: "If Xiao Dong really wants to learn, just follow me tomorrow, and strive to make you become successful quickly so that you can embrace the beauty as soon as possible."

After dinner, everyone returned to the wooden table in the living room to sit around and chat. From performances, to hosting, to the current self-media phenomenon, several people had different opinions and spoke freely. Later, Chen Fang found that there were several instruments in the Mushroom House, so he played music with a few people. Chen Fang gave Qin Mohan a guitar. After training, she had mastered the playing skills and took a small hand drum for her to cooperate. Dong Zijian took out a harmonica from his own items, and the melodious sound of the piano made people understand that he had been practicing professionally. Teacher Huang Lei found an old-fashioned accordion, which many instruments that had never been seen in the 1990s had re-emanated youth in the hands of Huang Lei and He Jiong.

At about nine o'clock, the phone that had been idle in the living room rang. It was probably the next customer to come. Dong Zijian looked at Huang Lei and He Jiong awkwardly, and did not dare to answer the phone again.

"We use hands-free, let's guess who it is."

Teacher He opened the hands-free and greeted: "Hello, this is the Mushroom House."

"Hello, I'm a guest who's coming tomorrow, I'm going to order food." Opposite was a woman who deliberately spoke in a tone.

"Okay, how many of you guys are tomorrow?"

"We, one, two, three, four, a total of four people." Chen Fang heard it when she counted, and whispered to Huang Lei: "It's thank you."

Huang Lei said, "Thank you, say that, what dish do you want to order."

"I want to order Dongpo pork...ah, I'm not Xie Na." Xie Na, opposite, found out that he missed and denied it.

He Jiong laughed and said, "Thank you, let me put it here, his ears are very sensitive to sound recognition, he can hear you."

At this time, the opposite side changed a voice: "I'm really not Xie Na." Then Chen put it here and whispered: "This is Wu Xin, it seems that the Happy Family will come tomorrow."

The other person was exposed and did not disguise him anymore. He ordered the dishes directly. Finally, Huang Lei smiled with the menu and said, "Our other half of the corn field will be planted tomorrow."
Chapter completed!