Boss Huo confessed to me again today

Chapter 325 Division of Labor
Seeing that Song Qingyan didn't care about the past, she was very happy.

At noon, the director didn't care how they ate, and only gave them a pot, and they took care of everything by themselves.

The director didn't care about their identities at all. When they came to participate in the show, they had to follow the rules of the show. They couldn't break the rules. They had to deal with food and lodging by themselves. Except for injuries, the show team would only help if necessary.

When the program team threw a big pot over, everyone was shocked.

Wen Man was the most exaggerated.

She pointed blankly at the pot in front of her, which was about the size of five people's heads.

"What, you don't know gas and don't give us, just give us a pot, let's just cook like this?"

The director showed his signature smile, nodded, and answered her: "Yes, we only provide the pot, and you have to solve the rest by yourself."

Wen Man: "We solve it, are you going to starve us to death?"

Wen Man was also very straightforward, saying everything directly.

Except for being slightly squeamish.

Although she is more than 40 years old, her family background has been good since she was a child, and she has never suffered any hardships for so many years.

Therefore, even if you are in your 40s, your mental age is still immature.

In comparison, Shen Han, who was about her age, was much calmer.

When she was a child, the family conditions were not very good. When she was a child, she would light a fire on the stove and cook with wood.

Compared to Wen Man's coquettishness, from the first episode of the program recording to the present, she has never made a fuss because of the program, and even found it difficult to accept it.

She picked up the pot and said: "I can make a fire, and I also brought a lighter. Let's wash the pot first, and then divide the work between those who are responsible for cooking and those who collect firewood. Let's have rice at noon." , add a little seasoning, the taste should be pretty good."

Wen Man looked disgusted.

Just cooking rice is definitely not good.

Just now the staff of the program group ate so well, and the director was really stingy, so he didn't give them any.

It's a show, it's not a live broadcast, and their acting skills are also very good, and the audience won't see it. The director is really serious.

Wen Man stopped talking, no matter what the division of labor was, she didn't want to move.

Song Qingyan raised her hand: "I'll go pick up firewood."

Her hands are not convenient for cooking.

The program crew prepared a row of bamboo baskets for them to carry on their backs, and it was no problem for her to pick up firewood with one hand.

Lin Shanshan raised her hand: "Then I'll be in charge of cooking. I was the one who cooked before."

Shen Han and the others nodded, and everyone had no objections.

Wen Man still doesn't express her opinion, and hopes that everyone can ignore her, and it's best not to give her any work.

In the final division of labor, Song Qingyan, Kong Sihang, and He Hongxin and Fang Mu all went to collect firewood, while Wen Man, Lin Shanshan and Shen Han watched the cooking here.

Wen Man knows how to light a fire and can control the temperature of the fire. Lin Shanshan cooks and seasons the rice. As for Wen Man, she requested it herself.

She didn't bring flat shoes, and she was still wearing a skirt, so how could she go to collect firewood.

Moreover, right here, someone has done everything that needs to be done, and there is no need for her to do anything.

Shen Han looked at her, but didn't speak.

She knew what kind of virtue Wen Man was, and it would last a long time in the future.

This time, let's not bother with her.

In order to prevent them from getting separated, Song Qingyan and the four of them walked very close and did not separate.

Bending over to pick up firewood and getting up again, going back and forth was quite tiring.

　begging for a ticket
　　
　
(End of this chapter)