Chapter 72: Cherish Food

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Previously, Gu Yang hadn’t taught them how to cut rice. After all, cutting rice was indeed just a simple matter of using one’s hands. She had only told them that the dust on the rice leaves would make their skin itchy, so no matter if it was cutting rice or moving it, they had to avoid the leaves and start from the rice stalks.

Soon, when they were halfway through cutting the rice, the four members of the black team began to feel an itch in their arms and legs. They could not help but scratch them with their hands.

In particular, the two female celebrities, Ruan Yan and Tang Qiaoqiao, had delicate skin and quickly got a lot of red marks from scratching.

On the other hand, because of Gu Yang’s previous guidance, the white team didn’t get much dust from the rice leaves.

The audience in the live stream quickly realized.

[Huh? What’s wrong with Yanyan’s skin? Is she allergic?]

[The production team is simply inhumane. They actually let her do such rough work!]

[Speaking of which, why is the white team fine? I’m suddenly starting to come up with conspiracy theories.]

[You can even come up with such a conspiracy theory. I’m dying of laughter. Some people’s fans should just stop talking, okay? It just makes you look stupid. Didn’t someone say before that there’s dust on the rice leaves that will make one’s skin itchy? The white team cut the rice grains and grabbed the rice stalks below. The ones moving the rice grains are also holding them by the rice stalks. As for the black team, they directly grabbed the rice leaves as they worked. Won’t they naturally itch?]

Cao Junning sent Ruan Yan to the shade of a tree at the edge of the field and said, “Yanyan, rest first. I’ll take care of your work.”

Ruan Yan smiled and said, “Thank you, Junning.”

Tang Qiaoqiao smiled sweetly at the side. “I’m really envious that Big Sister Ruan Yan has a boyfriend like Big Brother Cao to dote on you. Unlike me, I can only do it myself.”

“Qiaoqiao, I’ll help you with your share. Go and rest in the shade.” Wei Yuzhou took the initiative to take over Tang Qiaoqiao’s work.

“Thank you, Brother Wei,” Tang Qiaoqiao said obediently.

If it was any other time, she would definitely refuse, but now, she really couldn’t take it anymore. She wished she could go back and take a shower immediately.

[Yuzhou is still so gentlemanly.]

[Omigod. Yanyan and Brother-in-Law are so sweet. They are a real item. How could Ruan Chu still have the cheek to say that she’s Cao Junning’s girlfriend?

How funny.]

However, there was also an audience who scoffed at the comparison.

[Are they more delicate or something? Gu Yang and Ruan Chu are both from rich families. If they can persevere, why can’t they?]

[I don’t think there’s a need to compete. The outcome is clear. The black team doesn’t have intelligence and lacks cooperation.]

[It’s a pastoral variety show to begin with. If you are really delicate, don’t go on the show. Where do you think you are? Some red carpet event?] The two plots of land were not big, and the competition ended quickly.

The result was obvious. The white group won.

When everyone came out of the paddy field, their originally clean clothes were stained with mud, and their feet were covered in mud.

Director Chen did not immediately let everyone go back. Instead, he asked the local farmers invited by the production team to show the guests how to use the old machines to harvest rice.

The live broadcast room was filled with a series of nostalgic comments.

[When we were young, there was no rice harvester in the village. After we cut the rice manually, we threshed the rice like this. At that time, I thought it was quite fun.]

Director Chen fanned himself with a cattail fan and said nostalgically, “Simple rice on the dining table has to be watered with sweat and hard work. Even if it’s autumn harvest, there’s endless sweat in the joy.

“The rice has to be cut, moved, and threshed. After that, there are still several processes to turn the golden rice into sparkling white rice on the dining table.”

The live stream was filled with comments again. This time, it was filled with:

cherish food.

Seeing with one’s own eyes was far better than just hearing about it.

On the way back, the sun was setting, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the surrounding golden rice fields..