My documentary really doesn't want high ratings

C grade from the beginning, after re-grading.

Directly counterattacked to A-level.

Such a reversal is unexpected to many people.

So I have a strong interest in this documentary.

Among them is the director of two other A-level documentaries.

The neon second-tier hall and the independent director Mia in the United States.

Time flies by on Saturday.

Finally came Saturday night.

7: 50.

Magic City.

"Has it started? Has it started?"

Xiaoli carried the washed fruit.

Hastily came to the TV.

After playing outside for a day, urban white-collar Xiaoli and her husband.

They all make an appointment to watch their favorite drama together on Saturday night.

So I chose the recently popular "Bite of the Tongue 2".

The husband on the side said with a smile.

"Not yet not yet."

"That's good."

After Xiaoli put down the fruit, she sat down on the sofa.

Waiting for the broadcast of the fourth episode of "A Bite of Tongue 2".

As soon as 8 o'clock came, the advertisements on the TV disappeared.

Instead, there is a picture that Xiaoli is familiar with and looks forward to.

The fourth episode of "A Bite of Tongue 2" is officially aired!

Chapter 255: Episode [-]: Variety of Dishes!

"Where does cooking start and where does it end."

"Different nations have their own different answers."

"When food is called dishes and delicacies."

"Between these two Chinese characters and their combinations."

"Experienced the shaping of countless novices."

"Exhibiting a variety of flavors."

"Knife skill and fire, five flavors are blended."

"It's not just the way Chinese people handle and cook food."

"It also contains their culinary aesthetics and philosophy of life."

......

The full magnetic narration sound is like the opening song of the cartoon that I loved the most when I was a child.

It can pull people into an intermediate dimension between God's perspective and the audience at once.

From the perspective of God, what Xiaoli saw was.

Different rich foods appear in front of the camera in turn.

From the audience's point of view, Xiaoli can be attracted by every kind of food.

Caused the growth of gluttonous worms in her stomach.

The picture in this episode is from the color of food.

To the essence of the ingredients.

Then to the color of the plate.

Both fully surface the theme of this episode.

That's the different variations of the dishes.

As the narration fades away.

The theme of this episode emerges.

【Dish changes myriads】

On Chongming Island next to Shanghai.

In a small farmyard.

An old man was holding hot tea and humming a little song.

The teacup was still steaming.

The breath of life is very full, and it seems very comfortable.

Then another woman walked in.

This picture can be changed.

"Old Dan, make some eggs for me later."

The dialect with a slight Wu accent interrupted the old man's movements.

The old man got up and checked the duck eggs brought by the woman.

Then he smiled and agreed.

Bring the duck eggs and come to the backyard to prepare for the mysterious process.

"Wrap duck eggs in yellow mud prepared with salt, lime, and edible alkali."

"The 60-year-old Shan is one of the few hand-made preserved egg masters on Chongming Island."

"This is a common method of pickling poultry eggs in Huaguo."

"They have a lot of similar names."

"Biandan, Songhuadan, etc."

"Metamorphosis is the goal of this pickling."

preserved egg!

Xiaoli was a little surprised.

Preserved eggs are really something that people who like them especially like.

People who hate are also very annoying.

Especially in foreign countries are called devil eggs.

But in China, it is an enduring delicacy.

under a microscopic lens.

The internal structure of the preserved egg is shown in front of the camera.

Bright yellow from the start.

Until the color of the duck eggs turns brown as a whole.

Eventually the surface begins to crystallize.

The time of 30 was concentrated in just a few changes.

"The inside of the egg is undergoing a process of protein decomposition and reorganization that is no less than the Big Bang."

"Coagulate, brown, crystallize."

"After 30 days, the physical structure and chemical properties of the eggs have undergone earth-shaking changes."

"Unusual color, smooth and sticky texture."

"The slightly pungent smell is a gourmet experience exclusively enjoyed by Chinese people."

In the picture, Lao Shan lifts up the vat of preserved preserved eggs.

Pick up a preserved egg covered in dirt.

Rinse it under the tap to wash off the outer layer of dirt.

With the sound of eggshells tapping on the table.

It indicates that a preserved preserved egg is about to appear.

"Preserved eggs, I don't like to eat them. The color is not good. I don't know why you love them so much."

At this time Xiaoli's husband.

Looking at the preserved egg in the picture, he couldn't help but mutter to Xiaoli.

Xiaoli is trying to defend her favorite food.

Suddenly, his eyes stared straight at the TV, motionless.

And Xiaoli's weird performance also attracted her husband to look at the TV.

On TV, a preserved egg that was different from their impression appeared on the screen.

Yellow preserved eggs like amber.

It has a crystal clear gel texture.

On the smooth and transparent surface, there are crystals like snowflakes.

Inside the coagulated egg liquid.

A golden goo can be seen.

And as the whole preserved egg was cut open.

Pale yellow between solid and liquid.

It flowed out slowly.

It flowed into the hearts of the two of them.

"This...is this preserved egg?"

Xiaoli's husband said blankly.

The preserved eggs in his impression are all dark brown.

The pitch-black preserved eggs have a pungent smell and an unpleasant color.

This made Xiaoli's husband avoid this kind of food.

But the preserved eggs in front of me.

Like a well-crafted pastry.

It was quite different from the black preserved eggs in his impression.

Xiaoli has never seen this kind of preserved eggs.

shook his head.

"No...don't make it, I used to eat dark brown ones too."

"This color, I think the taste should not be bad."

Xiaoli's husband moved his throat.