From yearning to entertainment master

Chapter 147 The Girl's Feelings Are Always Poems

"Zifeng is back, are you hungry?"

Teacher Huang was very happy when he saw Zhang Zifeng. There was loach and tofu stewed in the kitchen, and he put down his spoon and went up to ask his relatives.

"It smells so good, what delicious food did Papa Huang make?"

Zhang Zifeng was full of laughter, and he couldn't see the little emotions before.

"I've packed up all the fish and shrimp I caught yesterday. In the evening, I have stewed tofu with shrimp and loach. There are also boiled fish and stir-fried seasonal vegetables. I will order some lamb to make boiled pork slices later."

Teacher Huang held Zhang Zifeng's hand, feeling the coldness in his palm. Teacher Huang frowned and said, "Girl, why are your hands so cold? Go up and add some clothes, Dad will cook for you right away, don't worry."

"Yeah, I'm not cold. Is there anything I can do for you?" Teacher Huang's concern warmed Zhang Zifeng's heart, and he smiled happily.

"Then help dad peel some garlic, the garlic is not enough." Teacher Huang returned to the stove, picked up a long spoon and continued to make his loach stewed tofu.

"Hey, by the way, girl, why didn't your brother come back?"

"Ms. Huang and my brother are behind, and I'll be back soon." After Zhang Zifeng finished speaking, she sat in front of the stove and stared at the fire in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What are you thinking, girl? Peel some garlic." Teacher Huang shook his head to remind why this girl is so in a daze today.

"Ah? Oh, oh, ok, ok." Zhang Zifeng woke up with a start, and now she was quietly peeling garlic in front of the chopping board.

Compared to the quietness in the kitchen, the yard is much more lively.

Wu Jing was stir-frying the vegetables, as if he was being handsome, he would flip the pot from time to time, causing Reba and Peng Peng to applaud.

"Stir-fried seasonal vegetables, here we go ~ Peng Peng takes the plate."

After loading the plate, Wu Jing rinsed the pot and said, "Peng Peng, go to the kitchen and get some onion, ginger and garlic."

"Okay Brother Jing, what else do you want?" Peng Peng took the time to fill the small earthen stove with a few pieces of wood.

"Do you have what I want?" Wu Jing tilted his head and looked at Peng Peng.

"You said, let me see if we have any."

How can Peng Peng dare to be sure, Mushroom House is so short of money, what if it can't get it?
"Ask Teacher Huang if he can drink?" Wu Jing is famous for his good wine, he can drink any kind of wine. When he was filming Wolf 2, he drank [-] bottles of beer in one scene, and there were more than three taels of liquor.It can't be said that he is addicted to alcohol, but the amount of alcohol is definitely not a problem.

"Oh, you can drink. Brother Chichi drank when he came, but we have no money to buy alcohol." Drinking requires money. Although Peng Peng is not particularly clear about the savings of Mushroom House, it is possible to know how much is left. , it will not exceed 50 yuan, and the urine of the program group can buy up to two bottles.

"Brother Jing, I'd better tell Mr. Huang."

"Okay, you go and ask, by the way, don't forget to bring the onion, ginger and garlic." There is still cooking here, don't let the wine stop at that time, and the cooking will be delayed.

Peng Peng ran into the kitchen in a hurry, glanced at the garlic clove in Zhang Zifeng's hand, and said falteringly to Teacher Huang: "That, Teacher Huang?"

"What's the matter? Tell me." Teacher Huang took a spoonful of the loach soup and tasted it. It tasted delicious without any fishy smell. Teacher Huang nodded in satisfaction.

"Brother Jing asked me to ask you, do you have any wine?" Knowing that Mushroom House doesn't have much savings, Peng Peng also scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Drinking? No problem, it's great. I like such guests." Mr. He and Mr. Huang are all people who love wine. Don't worry about whether you have money or not. Let's talk after drinking. If you don't have money, you will owe it first.

"Father Huang, we don't have much money left." Zhang Zifeng remembered that yesterday's ingredients basically used up the savings of Mushroom House.

"It's okay. Your brother and Wu Jing brought some fruit back from the mountain in the afternoon. They were planning to make canned fruit and fruit salad. Come on, let's pay for the wine. There is also mutton. The fruit will be sold to Director Wang in exchange for wine and mutton." Teacher Huang waved his hand and said grandly.

"I'll go and see how much money we have left." Zhang Zifeng walked into the living room, shook the piggy bank, without making a sound, took out two ten-yuan bills and some change, and counted them , a total of 36 yuan.

"Papa Huang, we only have 36 yuan left."

"Small matter, Peng Peng, you can ask Wang Zhengyu if he accepts fruit, go."

Peng Peng ran out to find Wang Zhengyu, and Mr. Huang crawled from the window to watch.

"Director Wang, Director Wang, do you accept the fruit?" Peng Peng asked directly as soon as he came up.

"Accept, as long as it is the fruit of your labor."

The program group is not short of this kind of money at all, and restricting the economy is just to make the celebrity guests work and enrich the content of the program.

"how much is it?"

"Ten yuan a catty." Ye Mingxuan and Wu Jing went up the mountain to pick mangoes and loquats. Wang Zhengyu must know that mangoes cost three to five yuan a catty, and loquats are much more expensive, but Peng Peng doesn't know.

Hearing that fruit costs ten yuan a catty, Peng Peng happily reported to Teacher Huang: "Teacher Huang, it costs ten yuan a catty."

When Mr. Huang heard it, how could this work? Mangoes cost less than ten yuan a catty, let alone loquats. He wiped his hands on the apron and came out.

"Director Wang, Wang Zhengyu, bullying Peng Peng, don't you know the price of the fruit?"

Teacher Huang smiled a little creepy, scared Wang Zhengyu to hide, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Mr. Huang, mangoes cost ten yuan a catty, are you okay? How much is the market price?"

"Director Wang, can't you count it that way?"

Teacher Huang disagreed, the two of them were transported down from the mountain by hand, and it was tiring to carry so many fruits down the mountain, ten yuan is worth it: "No, Director Wang, the fruit that Xiaoxuan carried from the mountain is worth ten yuan a catty? Is it too cheap? No, no, no."

"Then how much do you think is reasonable?" Wang Zhengyu thought about it. It was indeed hard work, and the mountain road was not easy to walk, so he could give more.

"It's 50 yuan a catty, right?"

Teacher Huang opened his mouth loudly, knowing that it is impossible to give so much, and the psychological price above 20 is not bad.

The price frightened Wang Zhengyu almost to hold the teacup in his hand: "Mr. Huang, 50 yuan? The two kinds of fruits add up to 50 or 3000 catties, right? [-] yuan is more than [-]? This is not possible, absolutely not."

"Well, I won't say much more. How about 20 catties of mangoes and 50 catties of loquats?" According to the market price of loquats, the cheapest ones are more than 20 yuan per catty, and the better ones cost more than 50 yuan. Not exaggerating.

"Let me see how many fruits you have!"

A smaller quantity is okay, too much money will be paid if the quantity is too large, how will these celebrities work in the future?

"Peng Peng, go and bring the fruit that your brother and Wu Jing memorized."

"What happened?"

Wu Jing watched the excitement for a while, put down the kitchen utensils, and came over with two bamboo baskets.

"Didn't you want to drink, in exchange for some wine money." Teacher Huang glanced at Wu Jing and explained.

"Then you have to sell more, drink it to your heart's content at night, sister Nan at home won't let you drink it."

Don't look at Wu Jing who looks tough on the outside, but at home he is a strict wife.His wife Nan's support for him is not insignificant. In order to make a good film of "Wolf Warrior 2", the house is mortgaged as long as it is mortgaged. There is no complaint. The weather is too hot and the group performers don't want to come?Father-in-law and mother-in-law come.move things?Sister Nan is here.Whatever you can do, give full support.

"Knowing that you are huge, let you drink to your heart's content tonight."

Teacher Huang put the two baskets on the electronic scale and weighed them. The mango weighed more than 40 kilograms, and the loquat weighed more than 30 kilograms.

"Wang Zhengyu, I won't embarrass you anymore. The beer is open tonight. Bring me some more mutton and give me another 200 yuan, okay?"

Wang Zhengyu did the math, 800 yuan for [-] catties of mangoes, [-] yuan for [-] catties of loquats?The program group has enough to eat for several episodes, and Teacher Huang's request is not too much, which is very good.

"Okay, you can drink beer tonight, and you can also give mutton. It's not that you can't give me money. I will dry the rapeseed tomorrow, and I will pay for the rapeseed in the next issue."

"OK, no problem."

Teacher Huang thinks about it, it's okay, let's enjoy today first, and the next issue will look at that unlucky rapeseed.

"Director Wang, take two bottles first."

Teacher Huang took the beer handed over by the staff. The label on the bottle was torn off. He didn't know which brand it was.

"Okay, it's done, I'm still cooking vegetables in the pot, I have to go back and look at my dishes."

Teacher Huang hurriedly went back to the kitchen, while Wu Jing didn't have all the seasonings for cooking: "Peng Peng, where's the onion, ginger and garlic?"

"Oh, Brother Jing, I'll get it right away."

He was only thinking about exchanging money to buy beer, and forgot about the green onions, ginger, and garlic that Wu Jing asked for.

"Sister Reba, do you want to drink?"

Wu Jing is also a big guy in the industry now, but he is not familiar with many people in the industry. Before Di Lieba, he only knew about the existence of such a person, and he didn't know his personality at all.I asked casually.

"Brother Jing, the children of the grassland will not be frightened by drinking." Reba smiled, and the others dared not say, drinking, Reba is really worthy of others.

"Are you drinking?" Wu Jing asked in surprise.

"That's right, I've been drinking kumiss since I was a child, so it's not surprising that I drink!"

Reba answered as a matter of course: "As a foodie, drinking alcohol is not surprising."

"Hey, Brother Jing, you really know how to cook? Let me see."

Ye Mingxuan and Teacher He carried the rapeseed, and as soon as they entered the door, Ye Mingxuan noticed Wu Jing standing in front of the clay stove in the gazebo, tinkering.

"Mr. He, Xiaoxuan, what do you mean by that? You look down on Brother Jing, don't you? You Brother Jing is a good man who takes care of the family." Why are you so surprised that I can cook?Wu Jing looked at Ye Mingxuan's appearance, if he hadn't considered that he couldn't beat him, he really wanted to go up and punch him twice, who would he look down on!
"Yes, you can cook." Putting down the awning cloth, he didn't even bother to take a shower, walked to Wu Jing's side, hugged his chest with one hand and squeezed his chin with the other, looking at the vegetables in the pot, tsk-tsk.

"Don't think that I haven't watched your interview video, just put it on the sofa at home, play games and mobile phones, and when you arrive at your sister-in-law's natal house, you are more diligent than anyone else."

"Go, go, don't make trouble, it's fine if you don't help, it's weird. Go away."

Wu Jing waved away Ye Mingxuan, this brat, after getting acquainted with him, it's easy, no big or small, but this way of getting along is quite comfortable.

"Brother...Come here and I'll tell you something." Zhang Zifeng stood under the eaves, slim.

(End of this chapter)