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 only after they were eaten.

As a member of the team who is often on the stove, Yu Nianbing's hands are more tight.After all, such days don’t know how long it will last.

Ordinarily, I had a good meal the night before, and some sweet potato soup would be fine for the morning meal.Just put two sweet potatoes into the pot, simmer them softly, and rub them in the soup with a spoon. The hot soup will thicken up, and a bowl will warm the whole morning.

Although eating this way every day is not as satisfying as it was at the beginning, but thinking about the days when the dried meat was soaked in boiling water, the sweet potato soup in this bowl naturally got a delicious addition again, which is grateful.

It was just that Yu Nianbing got up in the morning, and the people next to him woke up all of a sudden. The eyes that looked over seemed to have some vague vigilance, which made Yu Nianbing involuntarily think of what happened when he was in Ciming.

At that time, it was only because Song Shiyue's agent couldn't make it for a while, she stayed in the ward for a while.Who would have thought that a little more kindness at that time would give birth to so many involvements...

Today’s breakfast is sweet potato soup with... Xiao Long Bao...

In fact, when Yu Nianbing made it, he felt that the Xiaolongbao he had pinched was a bit ugly, so Feng Qianqian, who came to help, made it look good...

No way, the cooking skills Yu Nianbing has learned for filming does not include this project, but he has done some similar siu-mai.

The folds of the xiaolongbao don't look good.It's a little crooked when it's put on the steamer, and when it's steamed... it's a good thing that it's not broken.

And because of the lack of tools, the Xiaolongbao did not contain much soup.And because wild boar was once blanched in order to keep it fresh...So it was really made, and the filling is quite different from the Xiaolongbao filling...

Some fail...

Yu Nianbing regretted it.

It’s just that food must not be wasted, so a steamer dumpling is still on the table.

Waiting for everyone to sit together, the lid opened, the surging heat dissipated, and the little buns inside were distinct.

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

"Mine, mine..." Ning Chuyang shook his chopsticks with bitter hands, and picked up the ugliest one.

Yu Nianbing: "..." Is anonymity bad?Want to be so honest?

Feng Qianqian didn't want to imitate Ning Chuyang's idiot. He just watched Song Shiyue, who was sitting opposite, raised his chopsticks, and guessed the other party's embarrassment.

Really...

This kind of thing that you love me, I love you, but we can't be together, whether it's personal experience or watching, is very sad.

Feng Qianqian sighed lightly, took away a small bun with beautiful folds, and smiled lightly: "Mine."

Sure enough, Feng Qianqian's chopsticks hadn't been retracted yet, and Song Shiyue, who was opposite, accurately picked up a not-so-good-looking one.

Oh, woman...

Although Xiao Long Bao is not very authentic and its appearance needs to be improved, the taste is quite good according to conscience.It is obviously blanched meat and it tastes delicious.Plus... it was made by Yu Nian Bingbao, and the taste could be increased tenfold.

Song Shiyue took a bite of the steamed bun and was satisfied.

Here, Song Shiyue was satisfied with the food, but Yu Nianbing next to her was...somewhat complicated.

Although it was because I recalled Ciming in the morning, I thought Song Shiyue would like to eat, but now she really likes it.

but……

Just know to eat...

Sure enough, the only one who remembers the memories carried on the Xiaolongbao was me.

Straight daughter, no heart!

Yu Nianbing drank two sips of sweet potato soup, suppressing the sourness that was just about to rise in his heart.

Actually, it doesn't have to be.

Even if this sourness is not deliberately diluted and pressed down, Ben will not continue to produce too much.

Because Yu Nianbing quickly discovered that each of Song Shiyue's chopsticks fell precisely on the little buns she had wrapped.

It's kind of face-saving... Yu Nianbing glanced at Song Shiyue, then drank the soup in the bowl, and realized that today's sweet potatoes are a bit sweeter than the previous few days.

Zhuang Jiachuan has no idea that there are so many thoughts hidden in a cage of Xiao Long Bao, and he only eats the most ugly one in a modest manner.After all, the taste is almost the same, what good-looking guys and little girls are grabbing.

Originally, Ning Chuyang was a little embarrassed. The bag was so ugly, Zhuang Jiachuan still only eats the bag.After a glance, Song Shiyue's chopsticks hit every chopstick, and the smile at the corner of Yu Nianbing's mouth couldn't be hidden...sweet and sour.

Feng Qianqian silently ate the most beautiful little bun, and when he inadvertently, something particularly ugly appeared in the bowl.

Very obtrusive, very poor vision.

Feng Qianqian looked up, but saw that Ning Chuyang was okay and took a beautiful one from the steamer, put it in a bowl without eating, only turned to look at him.

Childish not childish...

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

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

But whether it was consciously active or a little naive, everyone was satisfied with this breakfast, in all respects.

To eat and drink, you must work.

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

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

But for Song Shiyue, there is not much difference in what land reclamation uses.That is the difference between using chopsticks, spoon or fork to mix tofu.

However, in one morning, Song Shiyue drove out two fields and ate two roasted sweet potatoes delivered by Ning Chuyang.

Although you have never experienced the cultivation of potatoes and sweet potatoes, you have always heard of this common crop.The five heads, let alone Zhuge Liang, discuss the seeding matters, and they can basically perform seven or eighty-eight.

The sprouting potatoes were cut into several pieces along the sprouting trend, and soon six packs of sprouting potatoes were cut into potato pieces.

Song Shiyue brought back eight packets of sprout potatoes from the old castle.Although everyone derives the conclusion that it is planted while the weather is warm now, and the protective film is applied in winter, it should be harvested in spring.

But...what if.