I'm on duty in Yinshi

Chapter 492 Shooting
Four o'clock in the morning.

The shutter door was turned upwards, and the Ping An Store opened quietly.

An iron pot was set up at the door, and after a while, thick white mist rose from the boiling water, and dozens of catties of fried silver carp were poured into it.

Under the dim yellow light, figures were busy in and out of the small shop.

ten minutes later.

The first batch of customers came to the store, some were old people who got up early, some were drivers who drove late at night, and some were employees who had just got off work.It's just that today they discovered the difference in the small shop.

Several people carrying cameras were surrounding Hao Pingan to take pictures.

All cast curious eyes, but tacitly did not ask, and ordered the dishes familiarly. Seeing that Ping An was a bit busy, several regular customers offered to help serve the soup and dishes, and finally ate their own portions deliciously. .

The staggered figures sitting on plastic stools make the light much softer.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Ping smiled knowingly, and brought his assistant to the guest table.

"What do you think of the fish noodle soup here?"

The camera pointed at a young man who was watching a short video on his mobile phone. He was a little surprised, and then smiled: "I think it's very good. The fish soup is delicious, and the noodles are strong and refreshing. I come here to eat every day."

After a while, the camera focused on a couple again.

"Hello, are you locals from Binhai?"

The couple looked at each other, and Yu Nan said, "No, we went to school in Binhai."

"Oh! Are you used to fish noodle soup?"

Zhou Ping asked curiously.

"Of course. I thought the noodle soup would be very fishy, ​​but it turned out not at all, very fragrant." The girl smiled and said: "If you are not used to the strong fragrance, you can wait for the third pot of fish soup in Ping An. I'll be more centered later."

"It seems that the evaluation is very good."

The assistant laughed.

"That's right, Ping An puts his heart into everything he does." It was the old man at the next table who spoke. Besides the noodles, he also ordered a plate of stewed dried beans with a small wine.

He pointed to the menu on the wall and said:

"In addition to noodles, there are fried dough sticks, soy milk, wontons, etc. There are many choices."

The old man still has an extra heart, knowing to take the opportunity to do more publicity for the Ping An store.

Zhou Ping and the thin assistant looked at each other and smiled.

Next, the camera slowly pans to the protagonist, a man wrapped in a cartoon apron.

Holding bamboo chopsticks in his hand, he carefully fried strips of dough into the oil pan. After a while, crispy, golden fried dough sticks floated out of the oil surface.

"Safety."

A soft call.

Even so, Hao Pingan was taken aback, and the laughter of the guests suddenly sounded outside the camera.Immediately, Ping An looked at the camera curiously, recalled what Li Kui had explained yesterday, raised a bright smile, and beckoned.

Innocent and childlike smile.

Spotless, it was a smile that shouldn't have appeared at this age.

Filming proceeded in an orderly manner.

The story between customers and the store, and the story between people, this is the spark that Director Zhou wants to collide with.

Opposite of the road.

Under the gradually dimming streetlights, a slanting shadow was drawn.

Li Kui folded his hands and looked at the scene in the store with a smile.Suddenly, the shadow under his feet boiled like boiling water, and he was shocked to see two ordinary "people" standing up from the shadow.

"The two of you will be the employees of the store in the future, and report to me in time if you have anything."

Li Kui's lips moved, and he gave an order indifferently:
"When the shooting is over, you can go in and help."

Ever since Xu Zhao talked about recruiting employees for the store, he has been interested.Usually there is only Hao Pingan in the store. Hao Kaixin is at school except for holidays and Saturdays and Sundays. It is really not enough to rely on Ping An alone.

Thoughts came and went, Li Kui soon had an idea.

That is to let your subordinates work in the past, which is reliable and reassuring!
The two soldiers of the Nether Legion took off their armor and put on ordinary clothes. After being disguised by magic, there was nothing weird about them except for their expressionless faces.

On the other hand, now that the Tiger Talisman is in his hands, the Nether Legion naturally belongs to him.Compared with before, the number of elite fighters today is greatly reduced, but there are still nearly a thousand.

The two soldiers nodded silently without speaking.

At this moment, a small truck drove in from the intersection and stopped on the side of the road.

I saw Xu Zhao jumping off the co-pilot, calling for people to move the vegetables and fruits to the store, and then he couldn't wait to watch the filming of the show with a curious expression on his face.

"Xu Zhao."

"Good morning, Director Zhou."

Zhou Ping is wearing a small vest today, with curly hair, he really has a bit of a literary style.He took out a cigarette case from his coat pocket and handed one to Xu Zhao, who waved his hand: "Director Zhou, I don't smoke."

"It's better not to smoke."

Zhou Ping smiled casually, put his hands behind his ears, and asked curiously, "Xu Zhao, are you working in Ping An Store now?"

Ever since he started observing the Ping An store, he found that Xu Zhao would come here every day, but every time he came, he was wearing different clothes, sometimes it was the work clothes of a fast food restaurant, and sometimes he was wearing a doll costume.

"No, I just come here to help occasionally."

Xu Zhao looked around for a while, pointed at Li Kui who was not far away with a smile, and said, "Brother Kui is my boss. He and Ping An are good friends. He was on a business trip a while ago, and I came here to help in my spare time."

"You guys are really nice people."

Hearing Xu Zhao's words, Zhou Ping said from the bottom of his heart.

In today's impetuous world, how many people can do this for their friends, this kind of friendship is really rare.

"Hey, just do what you can, it's nothing."

Xu Zhao rubbed his nose and smiled shyly.

Zhou Pingdao: "May I ask what you do?"

Xu Zhao glanced at him, and said without concealment: "To sort out the relics is to help the dead to sort out the relics."

"Oh, sorting out the relics." Zhou Ping nodded thoughtfully, and then said with a smile: "Among the people I know, this is the first time I see a friend who does this kind of work."

"Hey, I like this job very much."

Xu Zhao turned his head to look at the customers in the store, and smiled slightly: "It's a very meaningful job."

There seemed to be a different kind of light in those eyes.

Zhou Ping saw it, then turned his head to look at Li Kui under the street lamp, thinking about another matter silently in his heart.

……

……

Mornings always go by so quickly.

It was past seven o'clock in the blink of an eye, and there were more and more customers in the small shop, and they began to sit down on the small tables outside the shop.

Along with the flow of people and vehicles, the icy steel forest is full of vitality and noise.

"Give it up, let it go."

The little eDonkey squeezed through the crowd like a loach.

"Brother Zhou, the filming is finished."

The skinny assistant ran over and said, "The rest... just come back tomorrow and take another shot."

"Okay, hard work."

Zhou Ping patted his assistant on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Today I'm treating guests, and you take other people to find a place to sit down and eat."

"Yo, iron cock plucking today!"

The thin assistant raised his eyebrows, turned around and shouted: "Brothers, Brother Zhou is treating you today, order whatever you want!"

"Great!"

Several members of the filming team immediately burst into cheers.

"These little rabbits."

Zhou Ping smiled and shook his head, then found a secluded corner, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the address book, and made a call.

beep……

beep……

"Hello, who is it?"

There was a hoarse voice on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, you stayed up late again?"

As soon as Zhou Ping heard the voice, he understood it instantly, and immediately teased: "I, Zhou Ping!"

"Brother Zhou, who did I think called me?"

The man's voice suddenly weakened a bit: "I've been working overtime in the editing room for the past few days, and I almost died."

(End of this chapter)