There is a Wall Behind the Shadow

Although Song Shiyue brought back a lot of food, except for sweet potatoes and potatoes, most of them were eaten and could not be sustainable.

As a person who often goes to the kitchen in the team, Yu Nianbing's hands should be tighter.After all, I don't know how long this day will last.

Ordinarily, I ate a hearty meal the night before, so some sweet potato soup in the morning will do.You only need to put two sweet potatoes into the pot, stew until soft, grind them in the soup with a spoon, and the hot soup will thicken, and a bowl of it will keep you warm all morning.

Although eating like this every day is not as satisfying as it was at the beginning, but thinking about the days when I ate jerky and soaked in boiling water, the sweet potato soup in this bowl will naturally get a delicious addition again, which makes people grateful.

It's just that when Yu Nianbing got up in the morning, the people next to him woke up all of a sudden, and their eyes seemed to be a little vaguely vigilant, which made Yu Nianbing involuntarily think of what happened when he was in Ciming.

At that time, it was only because Song Shiyue's manager couldn't make it for a while that she stayed in the ward to take care of her for a while.Who would have thought that a little extra kindness at that time would lead to so many entanglements later...

Today's breakfast is sweet potato soup with... Xiaolongbao...

In fact, when Nian Bing made it, he felt that the steamed buns he made were a bit ugly, and they were not as good-looking as Feng Qianqian who came to help make them...

There's no way, Yu Nianbing didn't include this item in the cooking skills he learned for filming, he just made some similar siu mai.

The pleats of the Xiaolongbao are not good-looking.It's a little crooked when it's put in the steamer, and when it's steamed...it's a good thing that the skin isn't broken.

And because there are not enough tools, the Xiaolongbao made does not contain too much soup.And because the wild pork has been blanched to keep fresh... so it is really made, and the filling is quite different from the stuffing of Xiaolongbao...

Some fail...

Yu Nianbing regretted it.

It's just that food must never be wasted, so a steamer of Xiaolongbao is still on the table.

When everyone is seated, when the lid is opened, the steaming heat dissipates, and the little white buns inside are distinct.

Good-looking, not-so-good-looking...very ugly...

"Mine, mine..." Ning Chuyang, a skilled cook, moved his chopsticks and took away the ugliest one.

Yu Nianbing: "..." Isn't it good to be anonymous?Want to be so honest?

Feng Qianqian didn't want to imitate the idiot Ning Chuyang, but only looked at Song Shiyue, who was sitting across from him, holding up his chopsticks uncertainly, and guessed the embarrassment of the other party.

really...

This kind of thing that you love me and I love you, but we can't be together, whether you experience it yourself or watch it from the sidelines, is very sad.

Feng Qianqian sighed softly, took away a small bun with beautiful folds, and said with a light smile, "Mine."

Sure enough, before Feng Qianqian retracted her chopsticks, Song Shiyue, who was opposite, precisely picked up an unattractive one.

heh, woman...

Although the Xiao Long Bao is not very authentic and its appearance needs to be improved, but honestly, the taste is quite good.It is obviously blanched meat, and it tastes delicious.Plus... it's Yu Nian ice packs, and the taste can be increased tenfold.

Song Shiyue swallowed a mouthful of steamed stuffed bun, feeling satisfied.

Song Shiyue here was satisfied with the meal, but Yu Nianbing next to her was in a... a bit complicated mood.

Although it was because Song Shiyue thought Song Shiyue would like to eat it because he recalled Ciming in the morning, and now he really seems to like it.

but……

just know how to eat...

Sure enough, he is the only one who remembers the memories carried on the steamed buns.

Straight girl, no heart!

Yu Nianbing took two sips of sweet potato soup to suppress the sourness that was about to surge up in his heart.

In fact, it doesn't have to be.

Even if this sourness is not deliberately diluted and suppressed, it will not continue to produce too much.

Because Yu Nianbing soon discovered that each of Song Shiyue's chopsticks landed precisely on those...not so pretty buns she wrapped.

It's quite a face... Yu Nianbing took a look at Song Shiyue, and then drank the soup in the bowl, and realized that today's sweet potatoes are quite a bit sweeter than those a few days ago.

Zhuang Jiachuan had no idea that there were so many thoughts hidden in a cage of steamed buns, so he ate the ugliest ones with a humble attitude.After all, the taste is almost the same, so why should a rough old man compete with little girls for good-looking ones?

Originally, Ning Chuyang was a little embarrassed that his own bag was so ugly, and Zhuang Jiachuan only ate his own bag all the time.As a result, after taking a look, Song Shiyue next to him struck with precision with every chopstick, and Yu Nianbing next to him couldn't hide the smile at the corner of his mouth...it was so sweet that he felt sour all of a sudden.

Feng Qianqian silently ate the most beautiful little bun, and when she didn't pay attention, a particularly ugly one appeared in the bowl.

Very abrupt, very visually poor.

Feng Qianqian looked up, but saw that Ning Chuyang picked up a beautiful one from the steamer like nothing else, put it in the bowl and didn't eat it, only turned to look at himself.

Childish or not...

The hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and Feng Qianqian ate the buns in the bowl.Looking up, Ning Chuyang's mouth was swollen, and the bowl was empty.

Feng Qianqian: "..." Childish ghost...

However, no matter whether it is consciously active or a little naive, everyone ate this breakfast very satisfyingly, from all aspects.

When you have enough food and drink, you have to work.

The first thing to do is to remove some of the ravine traps and fences, and then choose a land to start land reclamation.

There were no advanced farming tools in the castle, so Song Shiyue just took some hoes, iron catalpas, sickles and the like and tied them to the bottom of the car and brought them back.

But for Song Shiyue, there was not much difference in what was used to open up wasteland.That is, the difference between using chopsticks, a spoon or a fork to mix tofu.

In just one morning, Song Shiyue opened two fields and ate two roasted sweet potatoes sent by Ning Chuyang.

Although you have no experience in planting potatoes and sweet potatoes, you have always heard of this common crop.The five cobblers don't say they are Zhuge Liang, but they can basically deduce the sevens and eights by discussing about planting.

The germinated potatoes were cut into several pieces following the sprouting trend, and soon the six packs of sprouted potatoes were cut into potato pieces all over the ground.

Song Shiyue brought back a total of eight bags of sprouted potatoes from the castle.Although everyone has concluded that it is now planted while the weather is warm, and the protective film is applied in winter, it should be able to harvest in spring.

But... what if.