Qiao Zhi slept all night and found that he was squeezed out of the tent by Zhou Chong again.

Seeing that he was sleeping soundly, he sighed and did not wake him up.

Zhou Chong is dependent on Qiao Zhi and thinks from the perspective of others. If Zhou Chong disappears in his life, he will feel a sense of loss.

Just like many young people nowadays like to keep pets, keeping pets is to relieve loneliness.

Of course, Zhou Chong was not yet on the level of a pet in Qiao Zhi's heart.

At most, he can only be considered a small follower.

Walking out of the tent, the staff on duty asked, "What are you having for breakfast today?"

The staff next to him smiled and said, "The lunch box last night was too bad, everyone was waiting for this meal."

"I don't know, can you give me inspiration?" Qiao Zhi asked with a smile.

"We all love to eat as long as you make it!" The staff's emotional intelligence is quite high.

"It seems that there is a lot of flour. I soaked beans last night. Let's eat soy milk and fried dough sticks for breakfast!" Qiao Zhi said with a smile.

After the chef has been doing it for a long time, many things will be considered in advance.

In fact, last night, Qiao Zhi thought about what to cook for the next day's breakfast.

In addition to soy milk, the preparations for fried dough sticks were also done last night.

With so many cameras staring closely, Qiao Zhi did these preparations without anyone discovering them, and his ability to hide was not ordinary.

The breakfast prepared by Qiao Zhi is usually very simple.

It mainly uses traditional breakfasts, but many new elements will be added.

Wild vegetable porridge and small wontons are both impressive.

Soy milk and fried dough sticks, nothing unexpected happens, there are new tricks.

There is no soy milk maker, and the dishes are made with traditional soy milk.

Put the soaked beans in a bowl and use an iron pestle to rot.

Before pouring the beans, boil the water and put a few handfuls of millet into it to increase the taste and viscosity of the soy milk.

With Qiao Zhi's wrist strength, it would take more than an hour to pound all the beans into a paste.

The millet in the pot blooms, pour the bean paste into the pot, and stir constantly with a large pot spoon.

After a while, a sweet smell filled the base, and many people were awakened by the tempting fragrance.

In addition, I started to fry the fried dough sticks again.

The dough was awake last night and rolled it with a rolling pin to form a relatively regular strip with a width of five or six centimeters and a thickness of half a centimeter.

Then cut it into two or three centimeters wide surface sections with a knife.

After cutting, stack each two together, press it with chopsticks in the middle, pinch it tightly at both ends, and stretch it slightly.

Put it in a hot oil pan and fry it. Do not turn it immediately after adding it. After frying for about a few seconds, set it slightly and then turn it over continuously.

When it is fried until golden, you can fish it out.

Qiao Zhi scooped out some of the soy milk in the middle, put it in a pot, and then brought it to the riverside. He didn't know what he had done. When the fried dough sticks were fryed, he retrieved the pot. The soy milk was curled by the cool river water and turned into a cool soy milk with an excellent taste.

In this way, soy milk has two flavors, some are cool and some are hot.

Mu Xiao stretched and woke up, first looking at his image in the mirror.

After tidying up a little, I covered my dark circles with a black-framed glasses and walked towards a dense crowd.

The big pot of white mist surrounded many people.

A cup of soy milk, two fried dough sticks, and white water eggs are Qiao Zhi’s breakfast today.

Seeing that there were too many people, Mu Xiao washed up, put on makeup, and then brought his own breakfast.

In the early morning, the temperature was very low and the stomach was not good. I didn’t dare to drink cold soy milk, so I asked for a cup of hot soy milk.

Qiao Zhi gave Mu Xiao three fried dough sticks, which was considered a different look.

I walked to my tent and subconsciously took a sip of the fragrance of soy milk.

I don't know what Qiao Zhi did, no silk

A scent of beans.

After the soy milk is in the mouth, a warm and viscous taste comes from the throat, and then a sticky and smooth taste comes from the throat.

The slight aroma of beans slowly rises in the mouth, and the aroma of beans fills the mouth with a natural and fresh smell.

Mu Xiao subconsciously closed his lips, held his breath, and his seven orifices were connected, and the fragrance rushed into his nose and rushed towards the top of his head.

After savoring it carefully for a long time, it is much better than coffee.

Mu Xiao began to taste the fried dough sticks. The length of the chopsticks was seven centimeters wide. They were fried so crispy that they could hear the crackling sound after a slight pinch.

Mu Xiao tore the fried dough sticks into two sections from the middle, eat one section directly, and tear them into small sections and soak them in a soy milk cup.

The inside of the fried dough sticks is hollow, and the white dough is fluffy and soft, like the taste of the fried dough sticks in my memory, and not only that.

The aroma of oil mixed with wheat and flour scent spreads in the mouth as teeth chew and bumps.

"It smells so good, not greasy at all."

Mu Xiao sighed.

Qiao Zhi has a good control over oil temperature and perfectly interprets what "shrimp on the outside and tender on the inside".

The crispy skin has a burnt texture, and the soft dough inside contains the unique aroma of wheat.

It is purer and sweeter than bread. It is so wonderful when you mix two completely different tastes.

"Crispy and delicious. More impressive than the fried dough sticks I used to be when I was a kid."

Mu Xiaoka wiped the floor and ate half of the fried dough sticks, and used chopsticks to pick up the other half of the fried dough sticks that were soaked.

The fried dough sticks become soft because of the soy milk infiltrated, and they don’t feel crispy when bitten.

In addition to the oil and wheat flavor, fried dough sticks have a rich bean aroma.

Such fried dough sticks don't have to be chewed at all. They hold them in their mouths for a few seconds and it seems to melt.

It has a glutinous taste, extremely mellow and still has a burnt fragrance on the outer layer.

The inner layer has a tough texture and tastes rich in wheat aroma.

The taste of fried dough sticks with soy milk is completely different from that without soy milk, but they are equally delicious.

Mu Xiao suddenly remembered that the oat milk that he often ate was completely different from soaking soy milk with fried dough sticks.

"Jiu Zhi is really a talented person for simple soy milk fried dough sticks that can make such a delicious taste."

Mu Xiao looked around and everyone was judging.

Lu Yi had been browsing her cell phone for a long time before going to bed last night and went to bed at two or three in the morning. She was finally awakened by the noise outside.

I took a look at my phone and was about to get up early, but when the alarm clock of my phone rang, I was pressed off when I was confused.

I took a brief look at the makeup and got a soy milk fried dough stick with Qiao Zhi.

Lu Yi returned to his tent and saw Mu Xiao tasting it too.

"Dad Qiao's breakfast today seems to be very welcome." Lu Yi said with a smile.

"Dad Qiao?" Mu Xiao smiled, "He is not much older than you, right?"

Lu Yi smiled and said, "This is just a title, which shows that his status in my heart is extremely noble."

While talking, he started having breakfast.

The crispy fried dough sticks and refreshing cold soy milk have a sharp contrast in taste.

Lu Yi stopped talking and enjoyed breakfast carefully.

The weather is clear and the mood is relaxing.

One day morning is so wonderful.

Xiang Wanlin and Lin Dong also got up one after another.

Xiang Wanlin was very interested in fried dough sticks and ate five consecutive pieces with a thick face.

Breakfast has also become a fixed part of the program.

Qiao Zhi carefully prepares every meal and has good interactive effects.

A fact that has to be admitted.

Due to the appearance of Qiao Zhi, the content and early planning of this program have undergone irreversible changes.

This is also the fun of reality shows.

Although there are many main lines before shooting, I never know what changes will happen in the next second.

Originally, food accounts for 30% of the portion, but now it accounts for 50% of the content.
To be continued...