Who knows, this so-called “salted duck egg” is really very salty.

In the world outside the book, uncontaminated salt is a very precious thing.
Except for a few big forces, most people will never pickle dishes with salt.

When he first entered the book, Jiang Dao had eaten two pieces of pre-made chicken breasts at the original owner’s house, and already felt that the salty taste was too extravagant.
So much so that when he heard the word “salted duck egg”, he subconsciously thought that the taste of this egg was probably similar to that of the chicken breast.

As a result, it turned out that he still underestimated the strangeness of the world.

“This duck egg is good, the red yolk is oily.”2oily (think runny egg yolk) salted duck yolk is a sign of being salted well.
Chu Yinlong broke apart the salted duck egg that belonged to him, scooped out the egg white and yolk with chopsticks, and mixed it with rice.
“Xiao Dao, mash it and mix it with rice.
It’s delicious this way.”

As he spoke, he gave a demonstration, as if he was teaching children.

Jiang Dao was not used to being taken care of, and didn’t bother commenting.
He obediently smashed the remaining half of the salted duck egg into the rice.

In the end, he still underestimated this world, and the vast array of foods in this world.

Anyway, after recording this variety show, he and the kung fu actor probably won’t have the chance to meet again, so why bother making a fuss.

Beside him, Yi Bailu used the public chopsticks to pick out a neat piece of fish belly without spines, put it in Chu Yinlong’s plate, and said with a smile, “Brother Long, eat fish.”

Chu Yinlong nodded politely.
“Thank you.
Don’t worry about me, you can eat yours.”

Yi Bailu nodded obediently, took another piece of fish belly for herself, and was about to eat when she suddenly remembered something.
She tilted her head and asked, “By the way, isn’t Brother Long a monk? Can you eat meat?”

“I’ve been secular for a long time.” Chu Yinlong replied, using the public chopsticks to separate the Huaishan roast chicken, and gave Yi Bailu and Jiang Dao a chicken leg each.

“Ah, secular?” Yi Bailu laughed and asked, “That means you can also fall in love or get married?”

Chu Yinlong smiled: “I don’t have this plan.” Then, he changed the topic with his next sentence.
“By the way, although I eat meat, I don’t eat onion, ginger, and garlic – this will be handed over to both of you?”

“Well, leave it to me.” Jiang Dao nibbled on the chicken drumstick, and responded casually, then turned his head and asked the recording team, “Is it just one bowl of rice?”

Everyone looked closely, only to realize that in just a short time when no one was watching, Jiang Dao had already finished a bowl of rice.
There wasn’t even a grain of rice left in the bowl.
On the plate next to it was a handful of fish bones and a few chicken bones, which were also picked very cleanly.

Chu Yinlong:  …

Yi Bailu: …

When did this child eat so much?

Does he know magic?!

The staff brought another bowl of rice and handed it to Jiang Dao.

They watched Jiang Dao take the rice, add food into his bowl with the public chopsticks, and then using his own chopsticks, buried his head.
The act of stuffing food into his mouth was very low-key but definitely not slow.
A moment later, he spat out clean fish bones and chicken bones, and took two more bites of rice.

He didn’t say a word during the whole process, nor did he make any strange noises, nor did he appear embarrassed because he ate too fast.

Not only Chu Yinlong and Yi Bailu, but even the director was amazed, and the camera lens almost stabbed Jiang Dao in the face.

“Xiao Dao,” the director joked on the side, “Do you want to consider coming to our show next season? I think you are especially suitable.”

Jiang Dao’s chopsticks paused.

He swallowed the rice in his mouth, and then shook his head.
“The dishes are delicious, but there are so many challenges to complete before eating.
If you lose, you can only eat salted duck eggs… Forget it.”

Salted duck egg with rice is quite tasty, but wouldn’t life be more beautiful if he bought it himself and cooked it?

Why wait to lose a challenge and make people feel bad in order to eat.

Jiang Dao refused the director’s invitation, and quickly put a few slices of onion, ginger, and garlic into his bowl, and silently inhaled half a bowl of rice.

Under Jiang Dao’s influence, Chu Yinlong also ate too much.
Soon, the dishes on the red team’s table were swept away, and there was really not even a piece of onion, ginger, and garlic left.

“This is the cleanest I’ve ever seen!”

At the table next to the table, the white team also completed the program challenge.
Lu Yun patted the table and struggled, “I don’t want to eat green onions in my life again.
I knew this dish should have been won by them…”

Everyone responded with ‘kind’ smiles.

So far, the morning recording has ended successfully.

The film crew reserved rooms for the guests at the resort.
After an hour and a half of free time for lunch break, the entire film crew will drive to the recording location of the dinner challenge.

Standing up from the dining table, Jiang Dao really felt that he had eaten too much at noon.

This body is completely different from his previous body that has been through the vicissitudes of life and is resistant to falls and punches.
It has probably never suffered from hunger or overeating.
After eating two bowls of rice, his stomach was a little uncomfortable.

Seeing that the cameramen had put away their equipment, Zhu Yao walked up and frowned.
“Why do you eat so much, don’t you know you have a fat physique? It’s okay just to just record.”

“The food is delicious.” Jiang Dao shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.
“I’ll just walk a bit more.
After recording the show at night, I’ll go out and run for two or three kilometers…”

Zhu Yao pushed his glasses up.
“Do you think I believe you?”


I’m hungry now.
Want to eat everything here.

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1TY isn’t admitting it, and putting the bucket on Weiwei2oily (think runny egg yolk) salted duck yolk is a sign of being salted well.

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