The quantity is not big though, each ginger, onion and garlic only weighs one kilogram, adding up to three kilograms. The rest is replaced with various spices, which only adds up to two and a half kilograms.

Carrying five and a half kilograms of things, Wu Hu said goodbye to the hard-working Xiao Zheng. Before the plane took off, snowflakes were already falling in the sky.

Wu Hu came back in the wind and snow. He didn't have any goggles, so despite the wind and snow blowing on his face, he couldn't open his eyes. The cold wind made his eyes well up with tears.

Fortunately, his nerve reaction speed is very strong, otherwise, in this situation, it would be possible to hit a tree.

When he returned to the shelter, Wu Hu felt that his face was a little stiff, there were still tears on his face, and his nose was so cold that he could not help but runny nose.

As a chef, Lao Zhao took the cooking condiments and spices happily and talked about his suggestions and ideas for dinner.

When Da Meili saw Wu Hu's "miserable condition", she ran back and brought him a bowl of hot soup.

Holding the steaming fish bean and deer bone soup, Wu Hu felt happy.

This life is so difficult.

The snow wall outside is not even half-finished yet, so the calf still has to be taken to the shelter to spend the night. Yesterday, someone had to be the poop shoveler again.

Today, Lao Zhao is doing the job of shoveling poop, and he will probably have to change his job tomorrow, so as not to catch Lao Zhao, a 'fanatic fan', digging hard.

The little red squirrel Eighteen came back before it started snowing, and while everyone was having lunch, he stayed aside holding nuts and munching on them.

At this time, the wind and snow outside became even stronger, and the biting cold wind poured in through the door of the shelter. The heat generated during cooking was directly swept away.

Qin Xiaohai quickly got up and closed the door of the shelter. In the dark shelter, a searchlight was hung up, and the light suddenly became brighter.

After lunch, everyone put the bark bowls in the snow outside the shelter so they could brush them in the evening.

At this time, everyone discovered that the door of the deer enclosure was not closed, and the calf was lying in the deer enclosure, happily eating the food prepared by the Siamese man.

If I didn't know it at night, I would probably have been snatched away by the wolves.

Wu Hu stepped forward and helped it close the enclosure door, then reached out and patted its head, "Do you know if there is anything that needs to happen? If you don't scream after being snatched away by a wolf, you are stupid!"

I don’t know if it could understand it, but it responded with a “Yo yo”.

Back at the shelter, everyone chatted for a while and then began to take a lunch break. After all, staying there was really boring. There was really nothing to do but gossip.

It had been snowing for a long time, but there was no sign of stopping, so in the evening, everyone continued to chat about gossips in the entertainment industry. Of course, these gossips were all about themselves, and some were even self-deprecating, a bit like "Tucao Conference"

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Of course, this is the result of Wu Hu’s conscious guidance.

This also led to a lot more netizens coming to listen to their gossip and complaints.

Of course, Wu Hu did not forget to promote his new album in the end. After all, his new album will be released in about ten days.
Chapter completed!