805: C805 Good Review

C805 Good Review

How could a delicate little princess like Hsiao Qinxue cook by herself? Ouyang Qing'an had no choice but to take off his suit and jacket and personally roll up his sleeves to work.1

This was a rural area, so there was naturally no induction cooker that could be used. There was only a primitive clay stove, which also meant that these people needed to chop firewood and burn firewood themselves.

Good fellow, they really came to the wilderness to survive. Even a man with a good temper like Kuan Zhihan could not help but complain about the director's ruthlessness. They were still public figures, after all. What if they lost face?

Xue Xue'er did not care about this. She swiftly picked up the firewood, used a knife to split it open, and then threw it into the stove under the stove. Very quickly, the fire was lit by her.

After removing the ingredients, the production team still gave rice oil, a necessity. Otherwise, they really would not be able to live. When he opened the lid, he saw the water at the bottom of the pot had been boiled and the smoke was slowly rising. It instantly caused smoke and smoke to appear on their bodies.

"Zhihan, please help me take a look at the fire. Don't extinguish it."

"Okay."

Although this was also Kuan Zhihan's first time doing something like this, he still let it go and worked hard to increase the intensity of the fire. As he burned, it was convenient and he had some experience.

Although the water was boiling, Xue Xue'er still needed to cut the mushrooms into pieces. She skillfully lowered her head and cut quickly. The Ding that was cut out also looked beautiful.

One look and she could tell that there were quite a number of people who cooked.

On the other side, Cheng Wanzhen encountered a lot of resistance. They could dig up wild vegetables together, but she really did not know how to cook. She also wanted to establish a good image in front of Faang Ruichen, so she forced herself to burn the fire.

A flash of understanding flashed across Faang Ruichen's eyes, but he didn't say anything to help. Some people just needed to make her back off when faced with difficulties, or else, they would not stop for the rest of their lives.

"Aiya."

In the end, before the fire started, Cheng Wanzhen's face was blackened by the coal. She could only watch helplessly as the fire could not burn and she ended up like this. Cheng Wanzhen could not help but lower her head and cover her face. She sobbed softly.

She thought that she must be very embarrassed right now in front of Faang Ruichen. As she cried, she was pulled up by a hand. Then, she was forced to stand by the side and watch.

"When you encounter trouble, don't always think about crying. No one will feel sorry for you." Faang Ruichen said, but his hand was still trying hard to burn. He was a smart person. He could understand a little bit and soon the fire was ignited.

He was not crying because of Cheng Wanzhen. It was purely because he hated women crying. He was so annoyed that he cried. It was clearly a small matter, yet he often cried endlessly.

The cameraman did not dare to approach Ouyang Qing'an. His forehead was covered in sweat. He could only take pictures from afar. One had to know that Hsiao Qinxue and Ouyang Qing'an were not people to be trifled with. Especially Hsiao Qinxue, who did not do anything and just threw a temper at the young lady.

Ouyang Qing'an kindly washed the wild fruits and gave them to her to eat. He even smashed them into pieces. Now, there was only a low pressure between the two of them.

Ouyang Qing'an was not angry. In any case, he was not the one who was starving. He was a man, so he would not be hungry. As for Hsiao Qinxue, that had nothing to do with him.

The few of them were cooking around the small stove. Slowly, a fragrance wafted into everyone's nose. It was like dry soil meeting sweet rain. Whatever they were doing now, they all felt that it was delicious.

"It smells so good."

Even after eating the eggs and pancakes, Kuan Yi still got greedy when she smelled the fragrance. Looking in the direction of the fragrance, everyone realized that it was from Xue Xue'er's pot.

Xue Xue'er did not know where everyone's gaze was fixed on. She just opened the lid to see the color. Then, she sprinkled some salt and pulled the dish out of the pot.

Today, she was making mushroom fish soup. The fish soup was milky white in color and it looked very nutritious at first glance. Kuan Zhihan could not help but take out a spoon and taste it. His eyes quickly lit up.

"Xue Er, you are really good at this."

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