763. Minor Injuries Can't Go Down the Line of Fire
At the beginning of the game, the two sides were evenly matched, with not much difference.
However, in the guest team, the girls' hands are not big, and there are not many wheat poles that they can hold. Moreover, they have to worry about the wheat ears scratching their faces. In addition, the sickle is not used correctly, and the speed is slow.
It slowed down.
As for the Mushroom House, no matter who it is, they are already relatively proficient in farm work after being trained on the show. What's more, Ling Rui's speed... is comparable to that of a machine.
A handful of wheat is grasped, the sickle is stretched out, and then the wheat stalks are cut and put down.
Continue to the next one.
Within three minutes, the difference became apparent.
Mushroom House has an absolute advantage.
"I'll go!" Huo Jianhua looked up and opened his eyes wide, "Xiao Rui, what speed is this? Is it cheating?"
Hu Ge also took a look, then looked at himself, gritted his teeth, "Come on, we still have a chance! Otherwise, we won't be able to eat a single dish at noon!"
"Come on!" Lin Zicong shouted and continued to come on.
Yang Mi and others also bent down to cut wheat seriously.
Huang Lei took a look and smiled. The main reason was that the few over there were novices. Although they were also novices, they had harvested rice before!
In addition, Teacher He is actually quite used to it, and Peng Peng and Zifeng are also veterans, at least now their speed is much faster than that of the guest group.
What's more, this is a gamble on a dish for lunch!
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"Tsk, tsk, it's open! It's open! If you think Teacher Huang's team will win, deduct 1, if you think Lao Hu will win, deduct 2!" In the live broadcast room, netizens started to complain.
"1"
"1"
The screen is full of ones, with only a few 2s.
Then the netizens themselves realized how disdainful they were of Lao Hu’s team!
So, the screen was full of hahaha.
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"Huh, I'm a little tired." Peng Peng stood up straight, glanced at Hu Ge, and then grinned, "Brother, at your speed, you won't be able to finish it until dark."
Hu Ge glared at Peng Peng, "You kid!"
"Hahaha! Senior brother, which dish do you think would be better if you didn't eat it for lunch?" Peng Peng laughed and said provocatively.
"Peng Peng, don't let us catch you!" Huo Jianhua was also angry, and his hand speeded up. After all, he couldn't get angry.
"Oops!" There was an exclamation, but it was Lin Zicong's voice.
"What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?"
Everyone asked questions one after another.
Lin Zicong looked at his finger... and was speechless. He didn't mean it, but... it was bleeding.
So I raised my left hand...
"Oh, did you get it?" He Jiong said quickly, "Let me take a look."
Ling Rui also put down his sickle and said to Peng Peng, "Peng Peng, bring a bottle of water."
"Yeah." Peng Peng also hurried to the edge of the field and got a bottle of water.
Ling Rui opened the bottle cap and poured it on Lin Zicong's finger. At the same time, he pinched Lin Zicong's injured finger and squeezed out the blood.
"The sickle is not rusty." Huang Lei glanced at the sickle. Fortunately, the sickles prepared were all new.
"The wound is not deep, so the problem is not big. Just go back and disinfect it and put a band-aid on it." Ling Rui made a diagnosis. If it was a rusty sickle, he would have to get a tetanus shot.
"Ahem, Brother Rui, although the wound is not deep, it seems to be quite big. Do you want to give Brother Lin a few stitches?" Peng Peng coughed slightly, as if it was because he was causing hatred... and then it was caused. If this is really the case,
Then he would be embarrassed, so he must deal with it.
Ling Rui glanced at Peng Peng, and then thought for a moment, "It's okay to sew, just one stitch."
"What?"
"No, do you still need stitches?"
The person involved was shocked! Isn’t it just a small wound?
"No, no, no, just disinfect it and put a Band-Aid on it!" Hu Ge said quickly, seeing Lin Zicong's face turning pale, why should he sew it up! It was obviously Peng Peng's intention, okay?
"Yeah, I don't think the wound is big, just disinfect it." Yang Mi and others saw Lin Zicong sweating, and they quickly tried to dissuade him. If it was really a stitch...then who would do it? Or go to the hospital?
"Peng Peng, go get the medicine box." Huang Lei said.
"Already on the way here." Zhengzhou said, "I have already informed Director Chen and the others."
Huang Lei nodded immediately. Fortunately, the program team was reliable.
"We...should have disposable stitches, right?" He Jiong thought.
Ling Rui nodded, "Yes."
Lin Zicong:......!!!
"I don't want it! Just disinfect it and put a Band-Aid on it!"
"Maomao... you were able to cut meat back then, and you should be able to sew stitches now!" Hu Ge patted his brother's shoulder and said with a sad look on his face.
In the live broadcast room, netizens were surprised at first, but then after seeing everyone's expressions, they knew that the injury was definitely not serious and that the others must be teasing Lin Zicong.
But some netizens couldn't stand it, saying they were bullying others even though they were already hurt.
Ling Rui suppressed her laughter and continued to squeeze out the blood. Of course, all it took was a disinfectant and a band-aid. If you had to sew, you could sew. I guess a stitch would be enough.
"Okay, okay, Brother Lin, don't get excited, I'm just joking." Peng Peng also quickly comforted him, helplessly.
"Oh, it seems that some people are really not suitable for work." Huang Lei sighed, "I haven't taken much wheat yet, so I hurt my hand first."
"Yes, it seems that a certain group is destined not to eat one dish." He Jiong nodded.
Lin Zicong gritted his teeth, "Who said that? Who said we would lose?"
"Does this count as an injury? A minor injury can't get out of the line of fire!"
Lin Zicong was about to say something else when he saw someone running over quickly carrying a medicine box.
He Jiong quickly took it and found disinfectant and a band-aid.
Ling Rui took the iodine, took out the cotton ball with tweezers, sterilized Lin Zicong, and put a band-aid on it, "Okay."
"Yeah." Lin Zicong was helpless. Such a small wound... with his rough old man's moral character, he usually doesn't deal with it, "Then let's continue?"
"Yo? Continue?" Huang Lei raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, it's just a minor injury. It doesn't matter. What's more, I've already put a band-aid on it, so it's nothing." Lin Zicong waved his hand.
"Don't." He Jiong quickly refused, "I want to make it clear to you first. You can't ignore safety issues just because you are competing for speed! I tell you, safety issues always come first! Those who are not wearing gloves should put on gloves.
Bar!"
Those without gloves:...
"That's right, for safety." Huo Jianhua sighed and put on gloves, otherwise it would be bad if he got injured.
The girls all wore them because the wheat straw was quite rough.
The boys took advantage of their roughness and didn't wear them. The results of not wearing them have already been seen.
So, the game continues.
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"I thought they were going to suspend the game!"
"Maomao still works hard!"
"Distressed!"
In the live broadcast room, netizens had their own ideas. Seeing the guests working very seriously, they felt a little moved in their hearts. Those netizens who complained that Mushroom House was an empty shell at the beginning also shut up now.