Song Tan's Notes

Chapter 1250 Representativeness

Seventh cousin still remembers the storyboard scenes the director described to Song Tan. With the three of them around, he didn't even want to cook dinner properly.

but……

Old Song's family still had to eat, so they had to pick up the big spoon and cook four dishes and a soup.

When several dishes were brought to the table in a large stainless steel basin, the director was dumbfounded as he held his chopsticks.

  To be honest, they have eaten at many farmhouses, and sometimes when shooting in remote locations, it is normal to cook in a big pot. But the question is, isn't the pot in your house too big?

Count the few in the restaurant——

The simple and representative farmer Song Youde and his wife, the iron-hearted Song Tan's family of four, the black-faced chef and his wife, a gangster and his rapist and weak college girlfriend (suspected), a gentle and fair-skinned and handsome tutor, and the village secretary Xiao Zhu who warmly entertained them and offered a fair price...

The helper Lianhua went to the mountain to eat with her mother-in-law.

At most there are 12 people, but if these 4 large basins are placed on the table, people can be fed.

The dishes were also ordinary, including stir-fried lettuce, green pepper and eggs, braised fish fillets, and braised meat with dried radish.

Finally there is a Tremella soup.

When all the dishes were served, the room was immediately filled with the smell of meat and vegetables. If it were somewhere else, it might be a little mixed, but here...

Song Youde politely greeted him, "Come on, eat. There's not much food. Don't be polite!"

The director moved as fast as lightning, quickly reaching his chopsticks into the large basin in front of him. Without even seeing what was in it, he took a big sip.

Oh wow! Braised dried fish cubes!

  The dried fish cubes were mixed with Patchouli, and people who are not used to it would probably not try it at all. But the director is a good director who is not picky about food. He took a bite and was instantly conquered by the firm and chewy texture of the dried fish cubes, yet with the unique fresh and fragrant taste of fish!

He opened his eyes wide, then looked at the two cameramen beside him, and then he took the bowl and shoveled the food into his mouth, as if he hadn't eaten for three days.

To be honest, no one wants to watch this kind of scene anymore.

This happens to everyone who comes to my house for the first time.

Even if it was not the first time, for example, Dr. Guo and Party Secretary Zhu, they would hold the bowls and eat from whatever bowl was in front of them, not caring whether they gained weight or whether they liked the ingredients.

Just eat it! Just eat it quickly!

……

By the middle of the meal, my sanity had returned, and so had my courage.

  The director looked at Song Tan expectantly, and dared to think:

"After the crew arrives here, can your family provide daily meals? It doesn't have to be fancy, just like today's will do."

What does "no need to be too delicate" mean? The seventh cousin put down his chopsticks with a gloomy face.

  It’s true that wild boars can’t eat fine bran. Do you know what it means to return to nature?

"Is your crew so rich?" Song Tan was also shocked.

"Among these vegetables, the cheapest greens are priced at 20 yuan per pound at wholesale. Are you sure you want me to supply them to the crew?"

Director: …and I forgot the price of good things.

He snorted, "Then, then can it be just for the director?"

"No."

Song Tan shook his head: "Don't you guys have irregular meals when you're filming? We can't wait for you to eat. Besides, it's not enough to make a separate meal for you, so you can just eat with the crew."

What she said was so cold and heartless. This director who is quite popular in the circle has no dignity here at all.

He wanted to say that actually their three meals a day were quite stable, they just often stayed up late to work overtime to shoot night scenes.

But the tears in the corners of my eyes and the food in my mouth seemed to taste even sweeter.

  The director could only nod humbly:

"OK then."

"But when I leave, can you sell me some of your vegetables?" That's no problem at all. The vegetables on the mountain are ripe, and it's time to notify Boss Chang.

As expected, they were full after dinner, so Song Sancheng simply took them for a walk to the dormitory in the back mountain.

The night wind was blowing quietly, the street lights were illuminating the road, the shadows of the trees were swaying on both sides, and the four men walking on the road felt quite safe.

I'm afraid the only person in the family who is interested in this director is Song Sancheng. After all, making TV shows is still a very novel thing in his eyes!

At this moment, after he asked a few questions, the director immediately noticed it and said quickly:

"In fact, the scenery here is very beautiful. If you open it up to tourism, it will boost the economy of the entire village, right?"

Song Sancheng is an honest man.

He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe. But I think those tourists who come here are just fake. If we want to make money, we still have to grow vegetables to make it a long-term and stable business."

In his opinion, tourists come when there are flowers, and don't come when there are no sights. Everyone has no idea where to eat, and the money they earn is unstable, which makes them feel uneasy.

As a farmer, you should keep your feet on the ground and feel at ease only when you see the harvest step by step.

director:……

Okay, okay, you country people are honest, right?

He simply changed the topic: "I saw your Qiao Qiao live broadcast, the scenery on the mountain is so beautiful! Alas! It's a pity that no one appreciates it."

“Why doesn’t anyone appreciate it?”

Song Sancheng said with a look of "are you kidding me?" "We can see these flowers blooming every day. Many villagers even make trills when they hear them."

"When it bears fruit, everyone will appreciate it even more."

He became proud again when he talked about this: "You don't know, Tan Tan said that the production was not enough last year, so they were too embarrassed to sell it online. This fan has been following me for so long, so I'll sell a little more this year."

"Maybe tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people will be able to enjoy it by then!"

Director: ...Why are you still so stubborn?

He cleared his throat and said, "Indeed, your products are really good. But isn't it a bit too complicated and trivial to just sell them online?"

"If we can be rated as a representative enterprise of a village or city, for example, if a film crew comes to shoot a movie, or actors promote it online, business will be more popular, right?"

  More popular?

Isn't it very popular now?

  No matter how popular it is, there is nothing to sell. What is so popular?

Song Sancheng was an honest man, so he asked:

"What is a representative rural enterprise? Will there be awards? Will county leaders come?"

"Tan Tan went to the imperial capital to participate in a Houji selection at the end of last year. They seemed to have given us a certificate, and it was in a foreign language. They also said it was global and allowed us to go abroad and become famous..."

"But she said there was no production at all, so she didn't want to go. She just wanted to get a title. In the future, the village construction might be faster if it went through the approval process..."

"This award is still good. Everyone in the city knows about it. Secretary Zhu knows a lot of people, so he can just casually invite us - guess what?!"

Song Sancheng was beaming with joy and was very pleased:

"We slaughtered pigs at the end of the year, and the mayor came to our house! He even took a photo with us. I hung it on the wall. Didn't you see the photo?"

"Is this the kind of representativeness you're talking about?"

(End of this chapter)

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