"Zhang'er, bring me a pot of meat and add a bowl of rice!"

"Okay, you'll be able to wait a minute. ”

"Boss, a fish-flavored shredded pork, a kung pao chicken, and two bowls of rice. ”

"Okay, I'll be right here. ”

"Zhang'er, Zhang'er, come here, hey, I saw that you bought a lot of oysters in the vegetable market in the morning? ”

"Yo, there are oysters, I want it too, let's have four, and then two bottles of Qingdao pure sheng!"

"Boss, can you serve us four oysters too?"

"Alas no, I bought it for myself to supplement my body, didn't you notice that I lost weight......?

The small restaurant finally opened, and the business was quite prosperous, most of them were former regulars, and they were all run by Daddy Zhang and Zhang Bufan.

The editing of "Bullfighting" is finished, Zhang Bufan's work related to "Bullfighting" is completely over, and Wang Quanan's Guan Hu is still in touch, to be honest, it has been almost two months since he was told about it, and Zhang Bufan has long stopped hoping for it.

So, he returned to the small restaurant and continued to be his cook, but there were still some more things, a few books, and those given by Guan Amber, all of which were screenwriters.

To put it bluntly, although he has talent in this area, he hasn't really done it after all, it's just a wild way, and the first one to cooperate with is Guan Hu, who understands each other and can hold him, if he changes to another director, his non-standard script format that is not much better than elementary school students' essays can drive other directors crazy.

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There are a total of 8 tables in the lobby of the tavern, and it is rare to be full.

Zhang Bufan ran in the kitchen lobby one by one, and in this season when the temperature was not too high, he was actually busy with a layer of fine sweat, but he was finally busy.

Finally, there are those oysters, Zhang Bufan went to the vegetable market early in the morning to buy, and when he saw that there were fresh oysters, he bought some, a total of more than 20, and nearly 20 of them were ordered outside, so he simply made them all.

Pry out the oyster meat, add a pinch of salt and pepper, drizzle a little white wine, grasp evenly and marinate in the refrigerator for 15 minutes.

Chop a large amount of garlic into minced garlic, stir-fry in hot oil over low heat until the garlic turns golden brown and put it out, let it cool slightly and then add salt and chicken essence to taste.

Take out the marinated oyster meat, put it back into the shell one by one, and spread the fried garlic on top of the oyster meat.

Finally, place a circle on a plate and put it in a steamer to steam.

Some people like to roast directly on the charcoal fire, and some like to put it in the oven, but Zhang Bufan likes to use steamed, he thinks the steamed taste is smoother.

After steaming for about 20 minutes, the tender white oyster meat is covered with golden garlic and a little oil on the side.

Zhang Bufan was not in a hurry to bring it out, and while counting the number of diners ordering, he grabbed one oyster after another and poured it into his mouth.

As soon as I ate a few, the small bell on the door of the restaurant outside rang, and someone came, and in a burst of inaudible voices, a voice stood out, "Zhang'er, come out and order!"

Zhang Bufan could only put down the oysters in his hand and went out to receive guests.

"Yo, Uncle Tian, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

"It's been a while, there's no way, you're busy, I'm here with the door closed. The new guest was the uncle with a beard, looking at Zhang Bufan, he suddenly became happy, "Hey, what are you eating in it? I don't wipe my mouth clean, I see the minced garlic, why don't you serve it out and eat it inside?"

This time, the other diners also exploded.

"Oh, by the way, where are the oysters I ordered?

"Yo, fortunately, Mr. Tian reminded me, otherwise I would have forgotten. ”

"The boss has a personality, the guests don't care, and they eat in it. ”

"......" Zhang Bufan was speechless, why are your old eyes so sharp? There was no way, so he could only answer: "Everyone, wait a minute, I'll serve it to you." ”

"Don't worry. Uncle Tian spoke again, "Do you have oysters here today?" Hehe, there are not many oysters at this time, so get me some." ”

After thinking about it, he simply stood up from the seat that the other diners had even given him, "Let's go, I'll serve it for you, and watch you by the way save you from stealing food." ”

You really don't think of yourself as an outsider!

Zhang Bufan smiled bitterly, it's not easy to refuse, in front of so many people, refusing is to slap someone's face, so he can only go into the kitchen with Uncle Tian.

While the two of them were loading the plates, Uncle Tian chatted over there, "Hey, do you remember what I told you last time, let you go to my place to listen to the class." ”

"Remember, I thought you were joking. "Zhang Bufan said in his heart that this was all last year, fortunately I have a good memory, otherwise who remembers.

"I'm just like a joker?" Uncle Tian glanced at him, didn't say anything more, and walked out with him with the plate.

There were so many oysters in the total, except for those ordered by other guests, the rest were all wrapped up by Uncle Tian, Zhang Bufan looked at it with that star, Uncle Tian looked at him pitifully, and finally gave him the two.

After the meal was eaten, the oysters were also eaten, and the diners finally left one after another satisfied, and finally left Uncle Tian alone.

is also a university professor, Zhang Bufan is also an old and disrespectful person, this is noon, it is not a Saturday and Sunday, and the wine has already been drunk.

Uncle Tian ordered a kung pao chicken, plus those oysters, and then asked for a small bottle of red star two-pot head, which is not called rice, pick a piece of diced chicken, and then have a peanut, and then suck and swallow the whole oyster, and finally take a big sip of the two-pot head, which is simply delicious.

Zhang Bufan was finally idle, he was a little tired after being busy at noon, and he didn't have the heart to make something delicious for himself, so he casually scrambled an egg fried rice, sat next to Uncle Tian, ate egg fried rice, and grabbed Uncle Tian's chicken, peanuts, and oysters from time to time...... Zhang Bufan looked at the few oysters, and said in his heart that I respect the old and love the young, so he didn't move.

The two of them talked about it again while eating, but they didn't talk about classes anymore, but talked about movies, and the movie broadcast by Central Radio 6 happened to be Ning Hao's "Crazy Stone".

"This one is good, the completion of the script is very high, Ning Hao is indeed an idea, but in the current environment, it is still a little impetuous, and the later "Crazy Racing" is less interesting than this one, if you can have more time and improve the script, it will be better. Uncle Tian drank a little wine and commented.

Zhang Bufan accompanied him on the side, and he didn't speak, he unconsciously substituted himself as an unprofessional screenwriter, feeling that Ning Hao was already a big director, and his own small screenwriter evaluated others badly.

Uncle Tian didn't care either, and continued: "His no-man's land has been turned on, I've read the book, it's the same as racing, the idea is really good, it's just a little rougher, and, on his theme...... Hehe, I hope he can keep his heart, and don't go astray because of some stimulation. ”

didn't say anything in the middle paragraph, but Zhang Bufan also knew what it was, the subject matter, and the frontier no man's land, so it was related to the above policies, and he suddenly became a little worried about the director he had never met.

On the side, Uncle Tian had already finished eating the last oyster, and dried up the little wine at the bottom of the bottle, Shi Shiran stood up, the boss was on the side, and he didn't have to go to the cashier to settle the bill, gave the money, and walked out, walked to the door and stopped, the same as last time.

But this time he didn't say anything, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket, slapped it on the cash register at the door, and then left a sentence and left.

What's that?

"I watched "Bullfighting", you kid is good. ”

Zhang Bufan went over and picked up the piece of paper, oops, it's still a card, this thing is always on TV, but it's the first time he's seen it.

Nothing else on it matters, just two, a name, a title.

Field-like.

Graduate tutor of the directing department of Beijing Film Academy.

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