When he left, he was full of vigor and vitality, but when he came back, his chrysanthemums were broken.

When Qi Jia, who was in a mess, returned to the mushroom house with three intact girls.

The director and Huang Lei were all shocked. After explaining the cause of the incident, they all looked scared.

At noon, it began to drizzle outside again.

Under Qi Jia's supervision, Chef Huang used all his skills to make several hard dishes.

There were braised beef, garlic cabbage, lettuce fried with bacon, etc.

As for the pig's trotters and pork brought back by Qi Jia, Huang Lei planned to keep them until the evening.

Make a dish of "braised pig's trotters with yellow wine" and "authentic Northeastern pot-fried pork" for everyone.

Everyone sat in the yard, eating with the misty ink-wash mountains in the distance.

Huang Lei kept praising the freshness of the beef bought by Qi Jia and asked everyone to eat more.

"Wow! This beef is delicious!"

After eating a piece, He Jiong immediately gave a thumbs up and praised it.

The sensible Zhang Zifeng and Peng Yuchang immediately followed suit and gave full marks.

From the appearance, it is still good. Qi Jia picked up a piece and felt that the taste was okay.

But the only drawback is that it is too old and hard to chew.

Qi Jia seemed to be thinking about it, but in fact he chewed it repeatedly. After pretending to swallow it easily, he gave the evaluation,

"It reminds me of the taste of my childhood."

When I was a child, my parents went out to do farm work and asked Qi Jia to fry the beef they had just bought.

Qi Jia handled beef for the first time, and it was too old and not tender enough.

At noon, after my parents came back to eat, my father sighed that the beef had died in vain because of Qi Jia's cooking skills.

Qi Jia was so angry that he threw away his chopsticks. After being beaten by the couple, he continued to eat with tears.

Huang Lei didn't know and thought Qi Jia was praising him, so he laughed even more happily.

He turned his eyes to Zhang Jingyi and Song Fangyan, the two girls,

"Hmm, very fragrant, so delicious."

"Wow, so tender, delicious."

The two of them couldn't even act, they lowered their heads and picked up a piece of beef and bit it hard like a lion shaking its head,

and kept praising it for being so tender, which made Huang Lei's face green. Qi Jia hurried to help smooth things over,

"Teacher Huang, did you use Pixian Douban when stewing beef? Sauce?"

Huang Lei's attention was immediately diverted when he heard it. He slapped his thigh and said happily,

"Oh, that's right. The best thing to use for stewing beef is Pixian bean paste. It's delicious and fragrant! Qi Jia, I didn't expect you to be proficient in cooking."

"I know a little bit." Qi Jia waved his hand modestly, and then followed Huang Lei's words and began to praise his cooking skills.

Huang Lei was very comfortable with the praise. Qi Jia estimated that if he said he wanted to marry Duoduo at this time, he would agree, and he didn't want a dowry.

He Jiong on the side was eating lettuce happily,

thinking that he had a very easy meal. It would be great if Qi Jia was here every day.

At the same time,

The video of Qi Jia VS the violent GG Bond in the morning was filmed by many villagers who were watching and posted on the Internet.

At this time, it was going viral on Douyin, and netizens who had seen it all said, "Whose general is this, so brave!" After learning that it was Qi Jia, everyone was shocked and accused Qi Jia of not being nice. With such a good figure, he should have shown it to netizens earlier, but he had been hiding it. So, a large number of netizens flocked to Qi Jia's account to leave messages, saying bluntly, "Yes, I just want your body!" After learning that Qi Jia was injured, Zhang Ruonan, Zhou Ye, Zhuang Dafei, Liu Haocun and other girls called to show their concern. As for the men, they all sent WeChat messages to show their concern, but no one called. At noon, after eating, everyone sat in the yard and chatted for a while, and then they had to start working again. The program team paid everyone, not to come and chat. Huang Lei began to prepare dinner. He got a clay pot and took out a whole bottle of unopened rice wine. He said enthusiastically that he would make a special dish for everyone tonight, "Simmered Pig's Trotters with Rice Wine". He Jiong brought Peng Yuchang to help Huang Lei, and Zhang Zifeng was responsible for sweeping the floor. Qi Jia and the other three guests were arranged to help plant vegetables and weed in the vegetable field for the sake of program materials and effects. This little thing was naturally nothing for Qi Jia, who grew up doing farm work. He swung the hoe alone to make ridges and cultivate the soil. Zhang Jingyi and Song Fangyan followed him and planted the seedlings according to his instructions. After planting the land, the three of them were also responsible for picking vegetables for tonight. Zhang Jingyi was going to pick beans. Qi Jia stopped him because he felt the beans he had eaten in the morning were too old.

While picking vegetables, Qi Jia called the two girls to his side and taught them to be smart about eating tonight.

Don't worryHow does it taste? In short, just praise it as much as you can. Teacher Huang likes to hear good things.

Especially, braised pig's trotters with rice wine. Looking at Teacher Huang's appearance, it seems that he has high hopes for this dish.

After hearing this, the two girls nodded sensibly and said that they must perform well tonight.

Even if Teacher Huang made a pot of poison tonight, they would praise him for the great and delicious poison!

The weather in the mountains is gloomy, making it difficult for people to notice the passage of time.

When the lights in the yard came on, everyone realized that it was already night.

Qi Jia frowned, looking at Peng Yuchang who was busy adding firewood to the stove, and asked in a low voice,

"Are you sure that Mr. Huang poured a whole bottle of rice wine in without adding a drop of water?"

Peng Yuchang nodded, picked up an empty bottle from the trash can and shook it,

"Sure, it's all poured out, there's really not a drop left."

Qi Jia's mouth twitched, and he glanced at the casserole that was still bubbling and steaming,

He thought, I've only heard of drunken chicken and drunken shrimp, but this is the first time I've seen drunken pig's trotters, this can't be some kind of dark cuisine?

Worried, he walked into the kitchen again, and Huang Lei laughed when he saw him coming,

"You must be hungry, wait, I'll prepare the meal after I collect the juice from the twice-cooked pork."

While talking, he poured a few red hawthorns from the basin into the pot and stir-fried them with the pork.

What is this operation? Qi Jia was stunned. Are you sure it won't cause diarrhea?

"Teacher Huang, why do you need to put hawthorn in this?" Qi Jia couldn't help but ask curiously.

While frying, Huang Lei answered,

"It's to relieve greasiness. Is this your first time eating sweet and sour pork? Don't worry, it will definitely be delicious."

As if to reassure Qi Jia of his cooking skills, Huang Lei shook the pan in a serious manner.

Qi Jia didn't understand how much of a greasy effect an uncut hawthorn could have on relieving greasiness?

But it was indeed his first time eating sweet and sour pork. He was always cautious about things he didn't understand.

So, after praising it for a few words, he left the kitchen worriedly.

Soon, it was time to eat.

As soon as Huang Lei's sweet and sour pork was served on the table, it immediately received strong praise from everyone, led by Teacher He.

And Zhang Jingyi and Song Fangyan, the two girls, after Qi Jia's afternoon advice,

at this moment, it was as if their Ren and Du meridians were opened, and they took their mobile phones to take pictures of the sweet and sour pork.

They kept praising the color, aroma and taste. They wanted to take a picture and post it on WeChat Moments.

At the end, they asked Huang Lei if he could share the recipe, which provided Huang Lei with a lot of emotional value.

"By the way, there are pig's trotters. Wait a minute."

Huang Lei slapped his forehead, trotted to the stove, opened the lid and smelled it, with an intoxicated expression on his face.

Wrapping the casserole with a towel, he picked it up and walked towards the dining table carefully. He laughed before he arrived.

"Hahaha, the pig's trotters braised in rice wine are here~"

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