Chapter 74 Natural Oxygen Bar
Because Aunt Shanshan hadn't left yet, she couldn't take a bath, so she quickly took a shower and put the dirty clothes in the laundry basket.
In fact, Zhao Baiqian was a little embarrassed to wash her underwear these past few days, but she got used to it these two days...
Make sure all the doors and windows are locked before going to bed before going to bed.
It was already ten forty-three just after lying down, and she took off the mechanical watch because she had a lot of work to do. This silver mechanical watch, with many scratches on the strap, was placed by the bedside.
The quilt that has just been exposed to the sun during the day has a smell of sunshine, and it is softer and warmer. I sink into the quilt, close my eyes, and fall into sleep.
The next morning, she was not woken up by the sun, but by Xiaomei's family.
Xiaomei's children, who have just learned to fly, report in front of Shanshan's window at 7:30 every day.
[Second child: Chachacha, Shanshan hasn't woken up yet, little slob, little slob, if you don't get up early, there will be no bugs to eat! ]
[How did you recognize the second child? ]
[The fattest one is the second child hahaha. 】
【The boss has the most blue feathers on the top of his head, which is the most beautiful. ]
[I learned it, I learned it. ]
[We were students who came to observe the blue-topped thrush at that time, so we are very familiar with it. 】
Shanshan's live broadcast room is now basically starting at 7:30, and Shanshan occasionally gets up earlier and starts at 7:00.
After Shanshan got up in the morning, he fed them some rice grains.
[So I came here for snacks! ]
[ I didn't expect wow either. ]
[Many bugs die in winter, and it's not easy to find grain on a deserted island. So Shanshan feeds them rice grains. It is not easy for birds to survive in winter. ]
[But they can't be fed indefinitely, or they will lose their ability to forage. 】
[I see, just now I thought there could be more rice grains. Shanshan is easy to understand! ]
[Oh, oh, Xiaomei is under a lot of pressure, but luckily she met Shanshan. 】
The boss ate a few pills, and saved it for the second child, who has a bottomless stomach. The third child and the fourth child went to other places to catch bugs, while the fifth child was still in the nest and hadn't learned how to fly.
The eldest pecked a few grains of rice, and flew to the nest to feed the fifth.
Xiao Wuxiang happily ate the rice brought back by the elder brother, chattering, thank you elder brother.
[Boss is too kind, woohoo, so sensible, touched. 】
【Much better than my brother, my brother only knows how to kick my ass. ]
[Hahahaha my brother is too, smelly brother. ]
[In most families, the eldest takes care of the younger ones. ]
[It used to be the case in many families. The eldest had to bear too much and had to take care of his younger siblings
. It's only five or six years old... It's amazing to think about it now, children take care of children. Hey, the family conditions were not good at that time, it was like that. Now that I have a baby by myself, I treat my eldest child very well, but my second child is not so good, but my husband and I each spoil the other haha. 】
Shan Shan fed them well, then clapped his hands and went to wash up.
After washing up, I went to the kitchen to make breakfast, "Today we make crystal fried buns."
[Wow, I like to eat crystal fried buns, but the ones I fry are all black...]
Yesterday, the fishermen gave Shanshan a box of vermicelli , is their own powder.
Shan Shan first kneaded the noodles with high-gluten flour, put them in the yard to wake up the noodles, and then soaked the vermicelli.
"Let's soak the vermicelli until soft first, and add boiling water to save time."
During this time, Shanshan went to the small vegetable garden to cut some leeks and dig carrots.
On the ground outside, the leaves of the yellow grass had already been covered with hoarfrost, and so were the vegetables in the vegetable garden, with a layer of frost, and the frosted vegetables were even sweeter.
[The leek has grown by another section. ]
[Shanshan's small vegetable garden is so fertile! 】
After cutting some leeks, Shanshan dug carrots with a small hoe, and found an orange carrot that was only as long as his index finger. "It's a bit too small, I won't eat you today."
Shanshan buried the small carrot back.
[It's so small, hahaha, I can't bear to eat it. ]
[Next time, eat again next time, and grow up a little more. ]
I dug another one by hand, this time it was finally a normal size, and I dug a total of two carrots. Peel off the clods and put them in a basket.
Bring the vegetables back, wash them, cut them into sections, and chop them finely.
"The leeks must be chopped relatively finely, about 5mm." The
carrots are also finely chopped, and the vermicelli are finely chopped.
Beat a few eggs, fry the egg liquid, "beat the eggs into small pieces." Stir
all the ingredients together, add salt, white pepper, oyster sauce, and stir well.
At this time, the dough was almost awake, and they also got up. Pei Ze took care of the pigs and sheep, washed his hands and came back.
"Pei Ze, bring the dough from the outside."
Pei Ze brought the dough and kneaded it a few times, making the dough more chewy.
[Aww, my brother is so handsome! Handsome! ]
[The actor learned cooking skills on the island! 】
The two rolled the dough together.
Cui Zhexi had just finished washing, not convinced that Pei Ze and Shanshan were in the kitchen, coming over to roll the dough.
Three people pack fried buns together.
Shanshan taught them, "Wipe a little water on the edge and twist in one direction."
[There is no doubt that Cui Zhexi has the ugliest bag. ]
[No. 1 has no talent in handwork. ]
[Except for Shanshan, No. 2 is the most beautiful and a new chef. 】
The three of them packed about 40 together, and it took less than 20 minutes.
Then fry in a pan, fry until the bottom is browned, add water to boil.
"It's enough for the water to reach one-third of the decoction, and we can also put a little water starch."
Finally, just wait for the water to dry.
After the water is boiled dry, the fried foreskin is crystal clear, and you can see the golden egg inside and a little green leek, which is crystal clear, small, delicate and tender.
"The last is the soul, sprinkle chopped green onion and sesame seeds, it looks better that way."
[Look so good! 】
【Smell the fragrance through the screen. 】
【Suck and suck. ]
[Yfd No. 1: This pot is from the mountains. 】
Then came to Cui Zhexi's one-pot fried buns, each of which was a Big Mac.
After frying in the pan, some fried buns couldn't bear it, and some exploded midway.
"Putu!"
"Putu!" The
two fried buns exploded. Fortunately, it was not the kind of fried dumplings, otherwise people would be full of stuffing.
[Hahahaha, no, the fried bun was blown up by the beggar. ]
[Hahahahaha, I told you not to pack so much stuffing. 】
Cui Zhexi pouted, not giving me any face.
[Yfd number 1: Do you still have face? 】
After they had breakfast, they each did their own thing, and Shanshan finished the painting first.
Pei Ze and the others had nothing to do, so they helped Shan Shan paste oiled paper umbrellas in the small yard.
Now that they have experience, they cook the sweet potato flour first, and use the sweet potato flour to paste oiled paper umbrellas, so that they cannot be blown away by the wind or wet by the rain.
When the sun came out, Shanshan moved the table to the small yard to draw, and now it is the fourth one.
He Zhizhou really wanted to draw, so he took two days to draw a picture of Shanshan, and commented nervously, "Shanshan, do you think this picture can be used to paste oil-paper umbrellas?"
Fans know that He Zhizhou has almost drawn the entire painting For two days, I stayed up late at night and continued to paint. It turned out to be an oil-paper umbrella for Shanshan.
[Oil-paper umbrella, let's draw a new one, shall we? This picture is very beautiful. If you can win a prize or sell it for a good price, you can make oil-paper umbrellas. 】
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! My brother's Chinese paintings are hard to find in the market, and they are used to paint oil-paper umbrellas. I don't mean to say that oiled paper umbrellas are bad (desire to survive)]
[Brother no, I beg you to take it back and frame it. ]
Shanshan took a look, and pointed to a few places with a paintbrush, "It's not bad, the ink in these two places is mixed, you can use a green brush to draw this place, and it takes three twists and turns to outline three strokes."
He Zhizhou felt a little ashamed , and I want Shanshan to say more. To be honest, Shanshan's comments are much more accurate than his teacher's!
He Zhizhou's fans feel a little distressed, in their impression He Zhizhou is the youngest contemporary Chinese painting master: [Brother is so open-minded when he learns painting. ]
[Well, humbly ask for advice. ]
[Threesomes must have my teacher. ]
"I, I'll change it." The youngest master of traditional Chinese painting blushed when he was told, bowed his waist, and looked respectful.
Shan Shan asked him, "Have you been painting this for a long time?
"
"This one is fine, do you really want to give it to me?" Shanshan asked him.
He Zhizhou was overjoyed, "Can you? Do you want it?"
He Zhizhou fans: 【? ? ? ? Brother, don't underestimate yourself. ]
[Yes brother, you are so strong. 】
"No." Shan Shan said regretfully, "The drawing is very good, but it doesn't fit the theme of Fashion Week."
He Zhizhou was heartbroken.
He Zhizhou's fans were also heartbroken. It turned out that being rejected, they don't want your paintings, so uncomfortable.
The old collector in He Zhizhou's live broadcast room: [The paintings of these two people are not of the same level. ]
Fan: [Yes, yes, our brother won the grand prize. ]
Old collector: [Mr. Yu Shanshan's paintings are much better than Master He...]
[Fans, don't use too much filter. Master He can learn a lot from Mr. Shanshan, which will never be used for life. I don't know if I will be lucky enough to collect a painting by Mr. Yu Shanshan. 】
These old collectors suddenly realized, 【So why do we keep watching paintings in He Zhizhou's live broadcast room? ? ? ]
[Sure enough, I am old and forget to be flexible. Goodbye everyone, I am going to Mr. Yu Shanshan's live broadcast room]
He Zhizhou's fans are even more worried.
Seeing that He Zhizhou was sad, Shan Shan said, "Keep this painting for now, and many people will like it. If you have time, can you draw one for me?"
He Zhizhou's dead heart immediately sprouted tender buds, " Shanshan, what do you want to paint?" The
two discussed the topic, and He Zhizhou was full of energy, researching ink, mixing paint and painting.
Cui Zhexi squeezed He Zhizhou away to help Shan Shan grind ink.
At ten o'clock in the morning, someone came to the cabin, Yu Yanran and Yu Xiang, carrying buckets, appeared under the small courtyard.
Yu Xiang looked up, the stone steps are so high, looking at the small yard from here, wintersweet is all over the branches, camellias are also in bloom, not far away is the blue sea, the scenery is really beautiful.
The two climbed up the steps, and the overall shape of the cabin appeared in front of them. Antique, better looking than what you saw in the live broadcast room.
All of these were built by Yu Shanshan? Yu Xiang couldn't help being surprised.
In the small courtyard, Cui Zhexi was grinding, and accidentally knocked over the inkstone, and the ink splashed onto Shanshan's drawing paper.
Cui Zhexi was holding an ink stick in his hand, and his lips were pale. The mountains and mountains are painted in vain.
【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, number 1 is going to die. ]
[No. 1 is about to have his leg broken. ]
[My sister painted this painting for more than an hour...]
[Is number 1 worried about being beaten by Shanshan? 】
【Yfd No. 1: He feels sorry for Shanshan's paintings, not himself. ]
[For he has a conscience! ]
"Shanshan...I'm sorry." Cui Zhexi couldn't think of any remedial measures, regretting that he had to push He Zhizhou away to grind ink.
Yu Xiang knew that Prince Cui was so powerful that he had never told anyone that he was sorry.
Seeing his pale lips, Shan Shan laughed and said, "It can be rescued again." He
adjusted another concubine color, splashed it on, and then adjusted a bronze green color, splashed it on a large area, and outlined it with a few strokes, thousands of miles away. Several peaks come out of the clouds. ——1
[ Absolutely... I was dumbfounded. ]
[Me too, what happened, just splash it? ]
[No, I still drew it. ]
[It's a bit like the Western art of oil painting and splashing paint, can we also play like this in Chinese painting? ]
[Why not, as long as there is enough color sensitivity. The color of our ancient ink is very nice. ]
Shanshan is saving the painting, and Pei Ze is going to receive guests.
Yu Yanran and Yu Xiang put down the buckets and came over to watch Shanshan Huahua.
Yu Xiang knows some art. The west emphasizes color, while the east emphasizes verve. It is rare to see someone play with color so well in traditional Chinese painting. Could it be that Yu Shanshan knows oil painting?
After Shanshan finished painting, Cui Zhexi came over with a basin to wash her hands. Yu Xiang's eyes flashed.
Cui Zhexi was immersed in self-blame, and hadn't noticed that Yu Xiang had come yet.
Yu Xiang is called the ceiling of beauty in the entertainment industry by aesthetic bloggers, and the top three in terms of beauty. She put on light makeup today, delicate nude makeup, after three hours of makeup, the camera can hardly see it, her lips are painted with a little pink lip oil, she is very beautiful.
But Cui Zhexi couldn't even see her.
No mountain powder was applied, and a hairpin was tied behind her long hair. From the first moment he saw Shanshan, Yu Xiang knew he had lost.
Three female stars are on the same stage, and everyone can't help but start to compare.
Shanshan’s live broadcast room didn’t post any barrage about appearance comparison, they were all talking about painting. As for appearance, who doesn’t have eyes yet.
Yu Xiang's fans posted the prepared draft in Yu Yanran's live broadcast room: 【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Suyan Xiangzi is so beautiful! Attractive! 】
【Lick lick! ]
[It's so beautiful~~ The first ray of light on the island. 】
Yu Yanran's fan: 【The first ray of light blows over the island. ]
[... Did you post it without watching the live broadcast? 】
【I'm not someone's fan, I just came to see the beauties. To be honest, I think Shanshan is the most beautiful. 】
【The word beauty is not enough to describe Shanshan. 】
Fans looked carefully, and felt that Shanshan was more beautiful, with a more demure demeanor: [Shanshan is also beautiful, let's think about the movie face, which is more suitable for film and television dramas. 】
Yu Xiang's black fans hit the live broadcast room: 【enmmmm, yx fans shouldn't go to the moon and touch porcelain, who knows who the beauty ceiling here is? ]
[Who doesn't have eyes yet? 】
[Someone still wears makeup, yyr doesn't even have makeup. Not to mention yss, yss looks like a natural oxygen bar, which can give people oxygen uptake. 】
Yu Xiang's fans are mostly pretty, but now, some fans are shaken... Added attention to Yu Shanshan's live broadcast room, and posted a comment in the live broadcast room: [What did I miss before? ]
[Sister smells so good! This is the ceiling! 】
Other fans dare not open their eyes and speak nonsense. Such nonsense will only attract Yu Xiang. So I swiped the screen in the live broadcast room: [Wow, the cabin is so beautiful. ]
[Awesome, the log cabin I built with my own hands, the small yard is also so comfortable. 】