Don't touch my mountain and sea vegetable garden

Yao Ji looked at the man in front of him. He was leaning on the back of the chair with a tall and straight figure. Except for this out-of-date suit, everything else seemed to be slowly overlapping with that of 2000 years ago.

Song Yu looked at Yao Ji who was silent because she was in a daze, and waved her hand in front of her.

Yao Ji was relieved by Song Yu's movements.

"The story behind it? Yao Ji and King Chu Xiang?"

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, apparently not expecting Yao Ji to be interested in myths and stories from the Warring States period.

However, Yao Ji and King Chu Xiang... There are different rumors. Some say that it was Yao Ji and King Chu Xiang who met in the dream, and it was King Chu Xiang who told Song Yu about the dream.

This is the "Goddess Fu", but some people say that it was actually Song Yu who met the Wushan Goddess in his dream.

But what the truth is, no one knows.

In Song Yu's eyes, this is a story, but perhaps it is because of the same name that he pays special attention to this story. Of course, he always thinks.

The person who met the goddess of Wushan in her dream was Song Yu.

But who it is, maybe only Wushan Goddess knows.

Song Yu shook his head, and said to Yao Ji very seriously.

"No, I'm interested in Yao Ji and Song Yu..."

Speaking of this, Song Yu was taken aback for a moment.

Only then did I realize that it was a bit impolite for me to say that. After all, the names of the two of them were exactly the same as the names in the story.

This awkward and ambiguous atmosphere made Song Yu feel uncomfortable for a moment.

"Sorry, I'm talking about the Wushan Goddess and author Song Yu in "The Goddess Fu"."

Yao Ji smiled lightly, but she was shocked in her heart. She didn't expect that after more than 2000 years, the man in front of her would still have the memory of this incident engraved on her soul after many lifetimes of reincarnation.

"It's okay, I understand, so, why did you come to me today? Do you want me to play the role of Wushan Goddess? I'm afraid you have to negotiate with my agent, Mr. Song."

Song Yu didn't expect Yao Ji to refuse. Although the refusal was not very obvious, but after so many years in the society, if she couldn't see her face, she really wouldn't be able to get to where she is today.

He sighed, and put the notebook he was about to hand to Yao Ji back into his bag.

The reason why he didn't insist is that he still has doubts about his notebook, and he is still dissatisfied in many places.

However, when he saw Yao Ji on TV, even though he hadn't finished writing the book, he still came up with the idea that the goddess of Wushan was her.

Unable to conceal the anxiety in my heart, I hurriedly inquired from many sources, and only then did I meet today.

He was actually a bit unwilling, but he couldn't force her to do this.

"Miss Yao, I'm sorry to bother you. Since this is the case, it's okay. After all, I haven't finished writing this book yet, and what happened today is quite abrupt. Then, I won't bother you."

Song Yu got up and opened the car door to go out, but was stopped by Yao Ji and sat back in the chair.

He looked at Yao Ji in surprise, not understanding why Yao Ji behaved like this.

"Uh, hehe, I'm sorry, I just want to ask, why hasn't the book been finished yet? Is there something wrong? As far as I know, Mr. Song seems to think about casting every book after it's finished. , I really didn’t expect Mr. Song to start casting this time before finishing writing the book.”

Song Yu was embarrassed for a while, but when she saw Yao Ji, she always had an idea that she couldn't refuse no matter what she said.

"To tell you the truth, I was in the process of writing, and my mobile phone pushed the news about you. The moment I saw you, I thought Wushan Goddess was very suitable for you. So I came to you. As for this "Goddess "Fu" I have always been a little bit Calvin. Maybe the city is too noisy? Even at home, I can't calm down."

Yao Ji was taken aback, the city is too noisy?
Sure enough, literati and inkmen always talk about words, this was the case more than 2000 years ago, and it will still be the same after more than 2000 years.

"It's because there are too many people in the family and it's noisy? Why don't you find a quieter place?"

The sudden concern made Song Yu feel a little overwhelmed for a while.

"No, it's not a question of how many people there are. I tried to live in a homestay in a place with few people and beautiful scenery and then write an article. But I still feel restless. So it probably has nothing to do with how many people there are. I wrote It’s been a long time since I’ve written the script, and there’s really never been a time like this, maybe "The Goddess Fu" has a different meaning to me."

When Yao Ji heard this, she began to think about it.

Get away from the hustle and bustle of the city...

She looked at Song Yu with a look of looking at prey.

"Mr. Song, it's not that I don't think about your book, it's just that you haven't finished writing it yet. But since Mr. Song has encountered a bottleneck, I know a friend whose home is backed by mountains and the sea. It's a farmyard. Do you want to try to go Relax in the countryside?"

At this time, Yao Ji rested her arms on her legs, held her face in both hands, and looked at Song Yu with a smile.

Seeing Yao Ji's movements, Song Yu almost lost her soul.

I didn't care what Yao Ji said in my heart, so I couldn't help but nodded.

Then Yao Ji ignored Song Yu's nerdy look, picked up her cell phone and made a call.

In the farmyard.

Feng Siyi took Ao Yin to put all the cattle and sheep in the backyard to graze on the mountain.

By the way, he brought Ao Yin to be familiar with the mountain. The cattle and sheep saw Ao Yin's unusual obedience, which made Feng Siyi think that Ao Yin was just a shepherd dog.

Just as she was introducing the layout of her agricultural products on the mountain to Ao Yin, the phone rang.

It's an unfamiliar number, but it looks familiar.

"Hi, I'm Feng Siyi, who are you?"

"Feng Siyi, it's me, I'm Yao Ji, do you still remember me? We met at the annual meeting of the association."

Yao Ji's voice from the receiver reminded Feng Siyi instantly of the way Yao Ji chattered around her table at the Association's annual meeting as if on a stimulant.

"I remember, I remember, why did you call me suddenly? What's the matter?"

"It's like this. I went to Feng Lixi to get information yesterday, and I heard her mention that you want to develop the sea behind the mountain and use it to raise seafood, right?"

Yao Ji's words made Feng Siyi instantly refreshed as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

Feng Lixi will not do any meaningless things, she will mention this matter to Yao Ji, and Yao Ji must have a way to solve the problem.

"Yes, what can you do? Because the seaside cannot be developed at will, and a permit is required, so my project has not been carried out for a long time. It is more troublesome."

Yao Ji thought to herself, there is a way to do this, she will help Feng Siyi, when the time comes...

She looked at Song Yu who didn't know why in front of her. After more than 2000 years, she didn't want to wait any longer.

He nodded directly, as if telling himself, just do it like this, don't hesitate anymore.

"Feng Siyi, I'm just an actor, there's no special way..."

Obviously Yao Ji was a little out of breath when speaking.

Hearing this, Feng Siyi rolled her eyes and interrupted Yao Ji.

"Ah, you just made me happy for nothing!"

"Listen to me! I don't have any special solution, but my sister does. She works in the department you mentioned, so leave this matter to me?"

The black line on Feng Siyi's head, why is this man panting so much.

But if you don't have anything to show your courtesy, you can either rape or steal!