Tong Yao obtained the supply of staple food, fruits and vegetables, and everyone was excited and decided to eat hot pot to celebrate in the evening.

It was Cong Ge's turn to complete the task today. Given her correct knowledge of her cooking skills, she carefully chose the lowest difficulty task.

The director may have been so excited that he was so angry that when he handed Cong Ge the task card, his expression was gloomy and his face was full of bad intentions.

Cong Ge felt it was not good, so he opened the card and read the words above to the camera: "Task name, find new members for the leisurely family, task content, build a simple chicken coop, and find a way to get three chickens from the villagers. The task successfully obtained a pound of pork."

After reading it, she didn't say anything for a long time and was amazed at the lower limit of the director team.

When I brought three chickens back, I actually gave them only one pound of pork? Cong Ge was unbelievable and ran to the director to argue.

"The medium difficulty that Fengxi got yesterday was cooking. Why is it easier to build a chicken coop and catch chickens than to cook?"

However, no matter how loud she protested, the director team turned a deaf ear, stood in a row, and kept an expressionless state, with a detached look, as if she was about to become a Buddha in the next second.

The protest was fruitless, Cong Ge went back to find a helper in anger.

A group of people were drinking tea leisurely in the house. After hearing her complaint, Jiang Sheng's eyes gradually drifted towards Tong Yao. It seemed unintentional, but in fact it said with some intention: "The director team was cheated and must come back from other places. Our tasks will not be easy to do in the future."

Cong Ge just thought she farted and ignored her at all, and went to ask for help from Xiao Zhiduoxing.

"Yaoyao, they bullied me."

Tong Yao didn't even have a mind, so he stood up, picked up his wallet and said proudly: "Let's go, let's buy chickens."

At this time, Jiang Sheng jumped out again and said dissatisfied: "Three chickens will be very expensive, and you will have to use the money in the future."

Cong Ge gave her a blank look at the camera and mocked her in a joking tone: "No matter how expensive it is, you have to buy it, otherwise we will grab it."

"Don't worry," Tong Yao smiled calmly, "very cheap."

When Feng Xi heard that they were going out, he couldn't rest for a moment and said quickly: "Take me with you, I'll get you chickens."

All three of them said they wanted to go out, and the others were idle in the house. Zhao Ming suggested: "Let's do this, no matter who does the tasks in the future, it's everyone's turn to help. The six of us work together, and no task will be difficult for us."

Teacher Zhao's words were unanimously agreed, and Feng Xi said with great grievance: "We have been so united long ago and we wouldn't have eaten charcoal-black pork last night."

Everyone was amused by him and laughed into a ball.

The director team was very satisfied with this kind of group spirit consciousness. The filming happened to cater to the audience's taste, so they didn't come out to correct whether they had violated the rules.

A group of people packed their things quickly and went out. As the evening approached, the villagers had been doing farm work for a day, and it was time to prepare supper.

Along the way are full of strong fireworks from various families. When they smell the smell, they are hungry unknowingly.

After finding more than a dozen households, I finally heard the rooster crowing in a stone brick wall yard.

During the day, the yard doors in rural areas are generally not closed. Through the open door, you can see four or five chickens raising in the open air.

The gate of the courtyard was a little distance from the inner room, and Tong Yao stood outside and shouted, "Is anyone here?"

After a while, a woman in her fifties came out of the room. When she came out, her hands were hanging in the air, constantly shaking the water droplets on her skin. She was obviously washing vegetables just now.

The woman walked towards the door and asked, "Who?"

Tong Yao said: "I'm sorry to bother me, do you sell live chickens in your family?"

The woman walked to the yard and looked at a group of beautiful and dazzling young people gathered in front of her house, and was a little surprised, "Our chicken is going to keep it and lay eggs."

Tong Yao leaned his head and glanced inside, saying, "Is there any chick?"

The others looked at Tong Yao, the chicken?

"Some, some, some, chickens can be sold," the woman called them into the yard, "How many do you want each ten yuan?"

Tong Yao said: "Three, by the way, auntie, do you have larger cardboard boxes in your house?"

"No problem, I'll get it for you. It's convenient for you to hold the chicken in a box."

Cong Ge: "Is this really OK?"

Tong Yao: "It's the director team that is unkind first."

It makes sense. Cong Ge's unbearableness flew away in an instant and happily hugged the cardboard box.

On the way back, Zhao Ming kept laughing: "Hahaha, why didn't I think I could buy a chicken to charge the numbers? The director should be so angry."

Cong Ge said: "There is still one chicken coop short."

Tong Yao smiled but said nothing.

The director who was guarding the bungalow found that the filming scenes were back in less than half an hour, and he felt that familiar and ominous premonition in his heart.

The guests returned, and the carton was finally handed over to Feng Xi and entered the yard. He handed the box to Tong Yao, and then followed her silently towards the pergola. Yao Huai followed along with him habitually.

Tong Yao is difficult enough to deal with it alone, and he is carrying the left and right guardians behind him. The director swallowed his saliva and kept telling himself to calm down. The two sides confronted each other, fighting for psychological quality, whoever shakes first will lose first.

Putting the box in front of the director team, Tong Yao calmly pointed at the three small chickens as big as a palm inside and said, "The three chickens are all here."

“…”

Then she pointed to the cardboard box again: "Simple chicken coop."

He behaves calmly and shamelessly without any psychological pressure, easily defeating the director's psychological defense.

The “robot” broke its power again: “I won’t admit it!”

Tong Yao's clear eyes flashed with innocent light: "But this happens to be the price of a pound of pork."

"Who told you that the exchange was equivalent!"

"It's not the same, what's the significance of the task? We might as well go directly to the village to find pig farmers to buy a pound of pork. The people sell it cheaper than you."

The director sips an old bloody thorn in his throat.

Unexpectedly, after he has been doing variety shows for so many years, he has never been the only one who has to mess with the guests. This time he was defeated by a young girl.

He tried to reason with her: "The show is going to continue, Xiao Zu, you can't sit in the room and chat all day long."

"It's not impossible."

“…”

The two sides were in a stalemate, and Yaohuai and Feng Xi gradually showed their momentum to face the enemy, like two murderous young generals, with a mental attack of 200%. The director lasted for two minutes and finally announced his surrender, recognizing his fate and said, "You offer a price."

"One pound of pork rolls, one pound of fat beef rolls, and another half pound of shrimp slips and a hot pot base."

"Okay, as long as you make the chicken coop, all these will satisfy you."

The other guests who were always listening to the battle ahead cheered immediately in the room, and a group of people applauded warmly in the room to welcome the hero's triumphant return.

Tong Yao entered the door, Cong Ge hugged her and cheered: "Long live Yaoyao, have hot pot tonight."

Jiang Sheng couldn't stand her popularity and couldn't help but pour cold water on her: "What should I do with the chicken coop? Who can do it?"

The cheers suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looks at me and I look at you, and they all want to get a positive answer from the other person's eyes.

Unexpectedly, Yaohuai moved his lips in the silence and said lightly: "I have learned carpentry, but I have never made a chicken coop."

Tong Yao happily raised his hand: "I just happened to know how to do it."

Yaohuai was slightly stunned, hesitated for a while, slowly raised his arm, gently hit her with a soft smile, and said, "Happy cooperation."

The aura between the two was surprisingly harmonious, mainly Yao Huai. When he and Tong Yao were together, they seemed particularly humane, and their noble coldness became much weaker.

Others only felt that they finally got closer to the actor who came from the iceberg, but Jiang Sheng, who always paid attention to Yao Huai and wanted to interact with him to attract popularity, looked at him red.

Jealousy and unwillingness to make her feel uncomfortable, a young actor who can only appear on the show by relying on her charity, why?

Next, everyone worked together to build the chicken coop, Tong Yao was responsible for the command, Yao Huai took action, Cong Ge and others did some small tasks within their ability. Jiang Sheng ran around to hand over the materials on the surface, but he bit his teeth secretly, and swore in his heart that Tong Yao would never appear next time.

Yaohuai has good craftsmanship and is very perfect in the chicken coop. Considering that the chicken coop will become a big chicken in the future, he may give birth to more chickens, so he deliberately made the chicken coop a few times larger.

The chicken coop is placed in the yard, and occasionally you hear the crisp chicks chirping, which makes you feel more integrated into the countryside.

The guests cooperated with each other to complete the task. The director recorded satisfactory materials and handed over the hot pot ingredients happily. Because the first episode ended tonight, the director team also made an exception to provide them with an induction cooker, of course, only one night.

In the countryside at night, you can't see the city's lights, but you can see the stars in the sky. There are two old light bulbs in the courtyard surrounded by fences. Under the warm yellow light, the oil bubbles gurgling in the pot can be clearly seen.

Accompanied by the cool breeze given by nature, the six people were satisfied with their meals.

The first recording of "Our Leisure Life" also ended with the strong smell of hot pot.
Chapter completed!