After the recording of the farming variety show was completed, the program team allowed the guests to play with their mobile phones privately.

Jiang Hexi was lying on the bed, typing away on his phone:

Smiling: [Why did you give Wanwan a score of seven? ]

Smiling: [The score is so obviously suppressed, isn't this just a cover-up? ! ! ! ]

Smiling: [You can give it an 8, at least no one will find out. ]

Level: [Eight points won't guarantee you promotion, but seven points will.]

Jie: [For you, I even lowered the minimum score. ]

Jie: [I only gave Chu Yang three points...]

Smiling: [Yan Jie, you and I have broken up. ]

Smiling: [Please recognize your identity and try to control your emotions before doing anything in the future. ]

Smiling: [I don’t want to cause another storm of public opinion online.]

Jie: [Who was it that looked at me lovingly and winked at me before the competition? ]

Jie: [As a boyfriend who is about to be promoted, how can I not be active? ]

Smiling: [I didn't...wink at you...]

Smiling; [You over-interpreted the meaning of my eyes. ]

Smiling: [What should we do now? ]

Jie: [After we break up, there is nothing wrong between you and me. A person with a clear conscience is not afraid of his own shadow.]

Smiling; [You are so cruel. ]

Jiang Hexi threw away his phone and lay down on the bed, looking at the ceiling with depression.

Yan Jie caused such a disaster and just walked away without doing anything. Since he had already given up, she might as well just not do anything about it.

With the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching, the making of homemade mooncakes has been put on the agenda.

The seven people divided the work among themselves. Two people went to the free-range chicken farm to pick up eggs, two people went to the woods to clean the beehives, and the remaining three people plowed the wheat fields.

In the afternoon, the group came to the open-air square, found their team members with the list, and started to get busy within their jurisdiction.

As a quality inspector, Jiang Hexi has nothing else to do except trying the freshly baked mooncakes.

She and the village chief squatted on the steps, supervising the chefs building mud ovens in the open space.

"This oven is very delicate to make."

The village chief gestured with his hands and said:

"First, crush the yellow clay into mud, spread it on the red bricks to build a four-door oven, and then apply a layer of yellow mud inside and outside. The oven is divided into two layers, with an iron net in the middle to bake the mooncakes. Charcoal fire is added to the lower layer, and a chimney is placed in the middle to disperse air and control the temperature."

Jiang Hexi held her face in her hands and said greedily, "The mooncakes made this way must be really delicious."

"We can't lose the old craftsmanship passed down from our ancestors. The clay oven we expanded this time can bake 100 mooncakes at a time. With six ovens baking at the same time, the supply will definitely be enough."

The village chief said with great dignity:

"The ingredients of the mooncakes this time, such as flour, diced pork, double-yolk eggs, beef strips, etc., are all agricultural and sideline products from the village. Even the charcoal is the best fruit charcoal from the neighboring county."

Jiang Hexi said in surprise: "Village Chief, you've invested a lot of money this time."

The village chief clenched his fist and said:

"I know you want to promote the reputation of the farmer's homemade mooncakes, so we have to work harder."

The most difficult part of making homemade mooncakes is the baking process.

Unlike an electric oven, the temperature in a clay oven is variable and difficult to control. If the temperature is too high, the mooncakes will either burn or crack. If the temperature is too low, the mooncakes will not have a crispy crust and the overall taste will be much worse.

The three pots of mooncakes that the chefs baked successively were not baked well.

“This aroma is just right.”

Jiang Hexi squatted in front of the oven and sniffed hard. "Chef Fang, I guarantee with my life that the five-nut mooncakes that come out of the oven this time will be soft and delicate, not greasy, not mushy, and not cracked."

Chu Yang came closer, smelling the aroma, "Sister, I can smell the aroma of bursting nuts from a long distance away. I'm almost dizzy with the fragrance."

Yu Xiangwan also rushed over, "I can smell the fragrance before I taste it, this mooncake must be delicious."

Jiang Hexi looked around at the two uninvited people and stood up with alarm bells ringing:

"There are food tasters watching here, what do you two have to do with it?"

Yu Xiangwan pulled her down and told her to continue squatting. "Don't think about standing up and taking the initiative. You are still a little naive to play tricks on me."

As soon as Jiang Hexi squatted down, two people picked her up from the left and right, squeezing her in the middle like a sandwich, making her unable to move.

This weak and helpless little girl couldn't be beaten and could only endure it with resentment.

Chef Fang took the whole plate of mooncakes out of the oven.

"You can't eat freshly baked mooncakes right away. You need to let them sit for two days to recover their oiliness. Then the taste will be -"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Yang took out a pair of chopsticks wrapped in a napkin from his trouser pocket and picked up a mooncake with nimble movements.

"Sisters, this will help the heat dissipate faster."

Jiang Hexi and Yu Xiangwan didn't expect that he had a backup plan: this kid is becoming more and more cunning, and we really can't underestimate him in the future.

Seeing that the mooncake was almost dry, Chu Yang opened his mouth to swallow half of it, but someone slapped him hard on his arms twice. His hands shook and the mooncake fell onto the plate.

Yu Xiangwan looked at the innocent little face coldly and said without any sympathy:

"Are you supposed to eat the first bite of mooncake? It's ok that I indulge you at home, but you are so unruly in an outdoor live broadcast venue."

Jiang Hexi stood aside, complaining unhappily, "Think carefully, who is our breadwinner? Who should we honor with the first batch of freshly baked mooncakes?"

Chu Yang looked at the live camera in front of him, slapped his forehead, and took the initiative to admit his mistake:

"I'm sorry, sisters. I was wrong."

He picked up the mooncake that fell on the plate and showed it to the camera from all angles:

"This is our Canglang Village's homemade mooncake, slowly baked in a clay oven with a small charcoal fire. The golden and crispy crust is wrapped with rich five-nut fillings. I'll break it open and show it to my family..."

Behind him, Jiang Hexi and Yu Xiangwan took mooncakes from the plates beside them and were eating them happily, one each.

[I counted and found that Xiao Baiyang swallowed his saliva three times for just this short sentence.]

[Anchor Xiao Baiyang, look back quickly, your two assistant sisters are secretly eating mooncakes! ]

[So it is said that old ginger is still spicy. Chu Yang could have tasted the first bite of mooncake, but he was pushed to the front to be the anchor. ]

[Am I the only one who feels offended? Watching this live broadcast late at night, I was drooling. This is not filial piety to parents, but a temptation to place an order! ]

[This filling has a lot of layers, and it must taste fragrant and soft. My grandparents have bad teeth and they come from the countryside, so they will definitely like this mooncake. As long as the price is not too expensive, I will buy a box for them to take back.]

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