God-level foodie desert island survival

Deng Lao nodded, his face becoming serious.

When the words fell, Wu Lan was the first to raise his hand.

Then, the two middle-aged men who scolded Zhao Guohua the most fiercely just now also raised their hands.

Then ......

Then, there were thirteen people in the conference room, except for Deng Lao, who did not express his opinion as the host, and the remaining nine people chose another group.

Deng Lao looked at such an obvious gap, and couldn't help but smile a little bitterly: "You guys, you can think clearly!" "

If I didn't think clearly, I wouldn't have sent my son to the front line!"

Wu Lan replied sonorously and forcefully.

"That's okay, that's the end of today's meeting, about this vote, I will let Secretary Shen write it into the file and adjourn the meeting later!"

finally made a summary, and Deng Lao left first.

When he walked away, the two people beside Wu Lan glanced at each other with a wry smile on their faces.

"I don't need this expression, I didn't force you to stand aside with me!" Wu

Lan glared at the two of them, and he could see that there was still gratitude in his eyes.

"If you don't stand, you can't do it, Tingting is my niece, who supports her if I don't support her?"

The person who answered had a Chinese face, named Shu Kunshan, and his appearance was very similar to Shu Yiting.

"Alas, I don't mean to say that you two, one connived at his son to pick up girls, and the other was worried that his niece couldn't get married, only me, and I didn't get any benefits!"

Next to him, the youngest one in the threesome, Zhang Guangrong. There was a long sigh.

"Xiao Ming doesn't seem to be your godson, he chased Tingting into his hands, don't you also follow it?"

Wu Lan said disdainfully.

"Ahem!ahem!" Shu

Kunshan couldn't help coughing when he listened to Wu Lan's unobstructed words.

"This Xiaolan, I'm also Uncle Tingting, you say this in front of me, it's not appropriate!"

"It's not suitable for the facts. Can you change it?"

Saying this, a trace of solemnity flashed in Wu Lan's eyes as she looked at the big screen.

"I knew that Zhao Guohua's grandson had been holding back for a long time, and now he got his wish, and he cleaned up the relationship, and those grandsons, who usually talk about huddling together to keep warm, and when something happens, they run faster than anyone else.

Zhang Guangrong said angrily.

"I blame me for this, and I didn't think it through at the time and agreed to the stinky boy to let him compete, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse.

"Speaking of this stinky boy, this time I was impressed, maybe, they can really create miracles!"

"Miracles? Is it that simple?"

No one else knows, but at their level, no one knows better than them how deep the water of the game is.

This is also the reason why when Tang Ming was far ahead at the beginning, everyone avoided falling into a well like a snake and scorpion.

Now, it can only be regarded as a warm-up game, and a short lead can't explain anything at all, on the contrary, what they see is Tang Ming's many faults, such as waste.

This kind of problem, if it continues in the game, will only get worse and worse, and finally collapse.

Of course, there is also the problem of factional struggle for power.

It can be said that Tang Ming is now a huge bet, Tang Ming's mother and them pinned all their hopes on him as a last resort, and if they win, they are all happy, and if they lose, they will lose all the games.

"No, what we want is not a miracle, it is a perfect preparation, since we have taken this battle, although we can't directly participate in the competition, but what should be prepared for them, every thing, every detail, must be foolproof.

Wu Lan's eyes revealed a resoluteness.

Not far away, the people who had not yet gone out of the meeting looked back at Wu Lan and the others, with a look of sarcasm in their eyes: "I really don't know where the confidence comes from." "

There is a saying on the Internet, called the confidence of the fan, is it not clear what his son is, and the first round of handing in is a few days away, and there will be a good show to watch at that time." "

Don't say it, people have been really comfortable in the past two days, there is food and drink, the first round of luck is better, maybe you can hold on, but unfortunately, there are eight rounds behind, it's difficult!"

The group said yin and yang weird words, and left the scene one after another.

Wu Lan's faces were dark when they were angry, and they couldn't attack.

"Stinky boy, if you don't fight for it, come back and see the old lady don't break your legs!"

Wu Lan stared at the screen with a fierce look.

......

On the island, Tang Ming, who had just walked to the side of the reef pit, couldn't help but sneeze and pick his nose. Suspiciously, he looked at the drone.

"Is there any bastard scolding me?"

In the conference room, two middle-aged men looked at Wu Lan, whose brows were raised, and smiled.

"How do you know that there is a king?" In

the pit, Shu Yiting, who couldn't wait, had already jumped in, and at this time, her eyes were shining, and she was holding a small pocket turtle in her jade hand.

"Look, how similar you are to him

!" "Like your uncle!"

Tang Ming glanced at her, opened the perspective, and frowned slightly.

It stands to reason that there was a lot of bait prepared yesterday, and with the barbed trap opening allowed to enter and exit, there will be more seafood, but on the contrary, it is not much more than yesterday.

Shaking his head, Tang Ming was too lazy to think about it, after all, he harvested this thing and watched the sky to eat.

Stepping into the reef pit, Tang Ming found out the large goods hidden in the sand and stone crevices in three or two clicks.

Three blue crabs, adding up to a catty, a few stones and nine gongs, an average of two or two, the soup is relatively fresh.

There are also a few small octopuses, barely enough to swallow in one bite.

"It's okay, why don't you feel like you're not happy? Like when we simulated survival before, except for catching some small conch and small shells, it was difficult to even see a decent big crab.

Shu Yiting was easily satisfied, handling a few crabs and persuading.

Tang Ming nodded and walked towards the beach where the small fish cage was placed.

Yesterday, the tide was already high when the small fish cage was launched, and now the tide is low, the water level has dropped a lot, and the fish cage is much closer to the shore.

It didn't take long for all the twelve small fish cages to be collected.

Pour them out one by one.

The results were unsatisfactory, and the little crabs gained a lot, and they could only be stuffed between their teeth.

There were seven or eight small octopuses, and together with the previous reef pits, they were barely enough for a dish.

There are also a few small fish two fingers wide and a few shrimps.

For ordinary survivors, this may already be a good gain, but in Tang Ming's opinion, this is almost a waste of effort, just this little thing, it is not as much as he picked up with a perspective.

I hope the big fish cage can be a little surprised!

Throwing all the seafood into the net pocket at will, Tang Ming plunged into the water and swam towards the reef area.

As the water level dropped, half of the large fish cages were exposed.

took the stone that pressed the fish cage, Tang Ming and Shu Yiting on the shore worked together to bring the fish cage ashore.

Just landed. Shu Yiting's eyes couldn't wait to look in.

Then, a cry of surprise came out of his mouth: "Loaded, big goods."

Tang Ming hurriedly climbed ashore, and Shu Yiting had already dragged the fish cage to the beach.