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"Adam, come and help me."

As soon as Sin Yiu-man and his companion approached, Gao Dai called out.

"What can I do to help you with?" Xian Yaowen asked as he approached Gao Dai.

Gao Dai pointed to the beef brisket wrapped in aluminum foil, "It's rested long enough, you can cut it now, okay?"

"Of course, where's the long meat cleaver?"

"I'll go with you to get it from the kitchen."

The two entered the kitchen together. Gao Dai took a long meat cleaver and handed it to Xian Yaowen. Then she went to the stove, lifted the lid of the pot, scooped out a potato with a ladle, broke it in half with her hands, and handed one half to Xian Yaowen. "Adam, do you want some raw garlic in the mashed potatoes?"

Sin Yiu-man took a bite of potato, blowing on it to cool it down, and said, "Didn't you add it before?"

"I don't like the taste of fresh garlic."

"Then don't add it."

“I think so too.” Gao Dai took a bite of potato and handed the rest to Xian Yaowen. “Did you see the ash pit by the campfire?”

"uh-huh."

"It contains baked beans."

What to pair it with?

"Scrambled eggs."

"Did you prepare cornbread and coleslaw?"

"The bread is on top of the refrigerator, can you take it out for me? I'll cook the cabbage right away."

"OK."

Sin Yiu-man kissed Gao Dai on the cheek, took the bread, and left the kitchen.

Once outside, he took a large piece of beef brisket to the outdoor table, peeled off the aluminum foil, and was about to cut it when Sun Shuying came to his side.

"You can cook Western food?"

Sin Yiu-man wiped the long cleaver, found the dividing line between the fat layer of the flat and apical muscles, and made a cut. "I've put in the effort to learn."

Why would you need to learn this?

Sin Yiu-man lifted the removed flat muscle and pouted, "Isn't this where it comes in handy now?"

He put down his flat muscles, cut a 4-millimeter-thick slice and stuffed it into Sun Shuying's mouth, then cut another slice and threw it into his own mouth. After chewing it a couple of times, he said, "Baolian's smoked meat is quite good."

"The taste is just average, not as good as curry beef."

"I'll talk about the Huangpu River, you'll talk about the Suzhou Creek."

Sun Shuying pouted, "It's just not as good as curry beef."

"Okay, you have the final say."

Sin Yiu-man sliced ​​all the flat muscles into thin slices, cut a portion of the apical muscles into 1-centimeter-thick slices against the grain to serve with cornbread, and cut another portion into 2-centimeter cubes, which he then took to the kitchen.

When Goddard saw this, she said, "You want to make burnt ends?"

"uh-huh."

"Dinner will be served soon."

"I sliced ​​it quite thinly, so it doesn't need to be baked for too long. Where should I put the seasonings?"

Gao Dai pointed to the kitchen counter, then to the drawer.

Sin Yiu-man nodded, picked out the seasonings he needed, and then the two stood together, each busy with their own tasks, like a couple preparing dinner together.

Gao Dai stirred the mashed potatoes and scooped a spoonful into Xian Yaowen's mouth.

Sin Yiu-man took a bite, nodded, and indicated that the taste was acceptable.

Gao Dai scooped up another spoonful and put it in her mouth. "I like cooking, but I don't have many opportunities to cook. I usually eat at restaurants."

"I'm similar to you; I cook for myself when I'm not busy."

What kind of dishes are you good at?

"I can do a lot, but I can't say what I'm best at."

"Can you cook me a meal?" Gao Dai hugged Xian Yaowen and stuck out her tongue to draw a line of mashed potatoes on his cheek.

Xian Yaowen scraped it off with his finger and smeared it on Gao Dai's face. "Okay."

Gao Dai giggled, scraped the mashed potatoes off her face with her fingers, put her fingers in her mouth and sucked on them, and then continued to mix the cabbage.

"Adam, do you know Milton Sperling?"

"do not know."

"He is a screenwriter and also Harry Warner's son-in-law."

"Then?"

"He is good at writing scripts for war dramas. He recently wrote a script about the Korean War and asked me if I was interested in investing in it."

Which battle?

"After the Inchon Landing, the enemy advanced to the Chinese border, and then the Chinese army joined the battle. Under frequent attacks from the Chinese army, the army began a long and arduous retreat. The main story takes place on the way back."

"You're being too vague. What is the script trying to express?"

Gao Dai tilted her head and blinked. "It's a project about the military. The script needs military approval. Guess what the script is going to express?"

“I understand.” Sin Yiu-man nodded. “It’s probably about reinforcing the invincibility of the US military through individual heroism and downplaying military defeats.”

Bingo!

"So, the military will provide assistance with the filming?"

"A great help."

“As for the project itself, I think it’s worth investing in, but considering Jack Warner, I advise you to give it up.”

Gao Dai was taken aback. "I haven't thought about that."

“You should consider it.” Xian Yaowen put the marinated beef brisket into the oven, then took a glass bowl to beat the eggs.

Gao Dai saw this and, without hesitation, brought over a dozen eggs.

Sin Yiu-man took a soup spoon, cracked an egg into it, glanced at it, and poured it into a glass bowl. He did the same with the next egg.

"Why..." Gao Dai was about to ask Xian Yaowen why he did this when she saw him knock out a bad guy. "This method is brilliant!"

"The chef's wisdom." Xian Yaowen poured out the bad egg, rinsed the soup spoon, and then cracked the egg.

After cracking all the eggs, he added a little salt to the glass bowl, took some milk from the refrigerator and added about three spoonfuls. Instead of using a whisk, he used the handle of a fork to beat the eggs.

Once it was almost done, I put the frying pan on the stove and cut a piece of butter into it.

After mixing the cabbage, Gao Dai came up behind him, hugged his waist, and peeked out from under his left armpit to watch him pour the egg mixture into the pot.

First, shape it slightly, then use a spatula to cut it into several pieces, then stir-fry it. After a few stirs, take it out of the pan. The eggs should be tender and not too overcooked.

A hand reached into the plate of scrambled eggs, picked up a piece of scrambled egg and quickly disappeared. A moment later, he had a piece of scrambled egg, bitten into a crescent shape, in his mouth.

While chewing on the scrambled eggs, I made two more batches, and the scrambled eggs on the plate were overflowing.

I put down the frying pan and took out some heat-resistant gloves from the drawer, but before I could put them on, Gao Dai snatched one away.

He was puzzled and looked at her face.

She gave a sly smile.

He understood, turned off the heat, opened the oven, and with his gloved hand, he pinched one corner of the baking tray and pulled it out, while her gloved hand pinched the other corner. Together, they lifted the baking tray out.

He put down the baking tray, threw off his gloves, picked her up and placed her on the dining table, then kissed her.

Smack, smack, the two of them made love for a long time.

for a long time.

The two carried the food out. Gao Dai called out to the others, and Xian Yaowen went to the charcoal pit to retrieve the baked beans. He cut out a few slices of cornbread, spread scrambled eggs on the bread, and then scooped a spoonful of baked beans on top of the scrambled eggs.

It's a self-service style dining experience; you can take whatever you want to eat, sit anywhere you like, or stand if you don't want to sit.

Most people chose to stand, which made it easier to have a private chat with someone if they wanted.

Oak-smoked beef brisket is very high in calories. Sin Yiu-man ate a few slices of brisket and then stopped eating it, opting instead for baked beans and mashed potatoes, along with a side of cold cabbage salad.

As he took another spoonful of mashed potatoes, he saw Chaplin approaching. He walked a few steps away from the outdoor table and waited for Chaplin.

Chaplin approached Sin Yiu-man, took out a Bent Dublin pipe and put it in his mouth, then took out some Samuel Gawith pipe tobacco, stuffing it into his mouth as he said, "Adam, you and Pauline?"

"We just met yesterday and we like each other. You and Ms. Barry?"

“We’ve reached a settlement.” Chaplin shrugged. “To be honest, I can’t be sure Carol isn’t my daughter. I have doubts about the accuracy of the blood test.”

"I hope that more accurate paternity testing methods will be available in the future, such as DNA testing."

What is DNA?

"A type of nucleic acid in living organisms; some have proposed that DNA may carry genetic information."

"You're interested in biology?"

"interested in."

Chaplin nodded, lit his pipe, took a few puffs, and exhaled large plumes of white smoke from his mouth and nose.

"Baolian is good, she's a good woman."

"Charlie, I understand."

Chaplin nodded again, took a step back two meters, and puffed on his pipe.

Sin Yiu-man returned to the outdoor table, ate a few more bites of mashed potatoes, wiped his lips, and picked up his wine glass to chat with Deborah Cole.

It was just polite small talk; his attention was mainly focused on admiring her appearance.

Deborah Cole was slightly shorter than Hepburn, but had a more well-proportioned and fuller figure. She possessed a very strong intellectual temperament and perfectly embodied aristocratic manners. She was a carefully crafted English rose, far superior to a flawed product like Hepburn.

However, Hepburn was more lively, like an elf, and much more pleasing to the average audience. Deborah Cole, on the other hand, had a gentle and understated beauty, with too much of an aristocratic air, making her less likely to be widely liked.

Having determined that it wasn't worth sacrificing too much in terms of work to win her over, and also realizing that she was a good woman worth the time to woo, he ended the conversation at the appropriate moment and went to chat with Una again.

When everyone had almost finished eating, Gao Dai brought out the gramophone, signaling it was time to dance.

The swing-style song "Peanut Vendor" is perfect for Lindy dancing. It doesn't emphasize the concept of a dance partner, which is ideal for situations where there are more women than men and it's difficult to find a partner.

Everyone went down to the dance floor and randomly picked someone to dance with as a partner.

Lindy dance is a hodgepodge, combining jazz, tap, split dance and Charleston. Sin Yiu-man led Sun Shu-ying, who didn't know how, to dance jazz and Charleston. As long as they were in rhythm and had fun, that was all that mattered.

Sun Shuying turned around and leaned into Xian Yaowen's arm, asking, "Are you going back to the hotel?"

Sin Yiu-man led Sun Shu-ying in a stamping motion, saying, “The KKK has been active here recently. A black actor was recently disfigured. I haven’t gotten along well with the police here yet, so it’s not easy to handle if someone gets hurt. You’ll have to stay here for the night.”

"I haven't heard of the KKK attacking Chinese people."

"By the time you hear about it, it'll be too late. A girl was riding a motorcycle in the middle of the night, yelling, 'Come and mess with me! Come and mess with me!'"

"Hahaha!" Sun Shuying laughed loudly, "How can we make do?"

"I plan to camp. There are plenty of rooms here, so please make do with whatever you like."

"Oh."

"Walk."

Xian Yaowen saw Sun Shuying out, circled around twice, and then took Gao Dai's hand.

Are there any tents here?

"No, you want to go camping?"

Xian Yaowen gestured towards the southeast with his lip, "The scenery over there is nice, let's spend the night there."

Gao Dai glanced southeast and said, "We can move the mattress."

“Isabel will stay here overnight, and I’m worried she might run into the KKK.”

"There are many guest rooms here."

Sin Yiu-man hugged Ko Tai, whose arms were wrapped around his neck and her legs were twitching. Sin Yiu-man took a few steps back, pulled Ko Tai under his armpits, and swung her up, spinning around in place himself.

After spinning around a few times, they put the person down and immediately began the Charleston dance.

After a few jumps, the two separated, and then Sin Yiu-man spun around twice more, becoming Chaplin's dance partner.

Twist it twice, then move on to the next one.

During the dance, everyone took turns having a dance partner.

The second song, "Hey, Good Lookin'," is a country swing style song, suitable for line dancing. Whether you know how to dance or not, just move to the rhythm and have fun.

One song after another, Mambo, Swing, Jitterbug—the party ran out of Goddard's record inventory, and the party was coming to an end.

After seeing off the departing guests, Sin Yiu-man and Ko Tai cleaned up the wreckage.

The two were in the throes of passion, and after throwing the plates into the sink, they embraced, forgetting all about cleaning up, the southeast corner, and the mattress.

Blindly pulling out tablecloths, vases, and who knows what else clattered to the floor as the two used the most scientific method to test the sturdiness of the dining table.

The two searched everywhere—the dining table, the bathroom, the bed in the bedroom, the outdoor table—and spent half the night looking for anything that wasn't missing, but they still couldn't find it.

On the outdoor table, Gao Dai tossed her hair and hummed "What's Daddy's Daddy called?" as she tossed coins one after another, humming the tune over and over. Suddenly, she lost her spirit and collapsed weakly onto Xian Yaowen.

Click, the lighter ignites, sparking a tiny spark of starlight.

Gao Dai rolled over and nestled into Xian Yaowen's arms. She exhaled a puff of white smoke, as if she had also let out a fart in response to what she had said that afternoon.

"Adam, you're amazing."

“You’re great too.” Sin Yiu-man’s large hands roamed and caressed Gao Dai’s body.

"I'm tired, I don't want to move." Gao Dai gripped the gearshift and shifted into neutral. "Let's sleep here."

With a flick of his foot, Xian Yaowen hooked the blanket off the outdoor chair, then with a forceful tug, the blanket flew into his hand. He unfolded it, shook it, and covered the two of them.

Gao Dai took a few more puffs of her cigarette, tossed the half-smoked cigarette aside, rolled over, nestled against Xian Yaowen's chest, and kissed him on the neck. "Have you thought about the Hong Kong project?"

"I thought about it this morning, but I haven't made up my mind yet. Are you in a hurry?"

"I need to plan ahead for the next stop after London."

“Understood, I’ll get it to you as soon as possible.” Xian Yaowen smoothed the headlights. “I thought of a new story this morning.”

"what story?"

"The story of the Titanic."

"That Royal Caribbean cruise ship?"

"uh-huh."

What kind of story? Disaster or love?

"Disaster plus love. There was a female passenger on the Titanic named Helen Churchill Candy. She was a writer and a journalist. I read her complete account of the accident in Collier's Weekly. She mentioned two upper-class women, Margaret Brown and Edith Rosenbaum. Both of them had very distinctive personalities. I had an idea to combine the personality traits of the two of them with Candy's to create a character, Marion."

Gao Dai chuckled and said, "A character tailor-made for me?"

Paulette Goddard was her stage name; her real name was Marion Levi.

"uh-huh."

"Is the male lead Adam?"

"No, Jack, I'm going to call him Jack."

"Why Jack?" (End of Chapter)