Chapter 145: A girl's feelings are always poetry

"Zi Feng is back, are you hungry?"

Teacher Huang was happy when he saw Zhang Zifeng, there was still loach stewed tofu in the kitchen, put down the spoon and stepped forward to ask for warmth.

"It's so fragrant, what did Daddy Huang do to make it delicious?"

Zhang Zifeng smiled brightly, and he didn't fail to see the small emotions before at all.

"I packed up all the fish and shrimp I caught yesterday, and at night there was a taste of shrimp loach stewed tofu, and there was boiled fish outside, stir-fried vegetables, and I would order mutton to make a boiled pork slice later. ”

Teacher Huang held Zhang Zifeng's hand, feeling the coldness of his palm, Teacher Huang frowned and said, "Girl, why are your hands so cold?" Go up and add some clothes, Dad will cook for you immediately, don't worry." ”

"Mmmm, I'm not cold. Is there anything you can help with?" Teacher Huang's concern made Zhang Zifeng's heart warm and he smiled happily.

"Then you help Dad peel some garlic, the garlic is not enough. Mr. Huang returned to the stove, picked up the long spoon and continued to make his loach stewed tofu.

"Hey~ By the way, girl, why didn't your brother come back?"

"Mr. Huang and my brother are behind, and they will be back soon. After Zhang Zifeng finished speaking, he sat in front of the stove and looked at the fire in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What do you think, peel some garlic. "Why is this girl so daze today, Teacher Huang shook his head and reminded.

"Ahh Zhang Zifeng woke up and was now quietly peeling garlic in front of the board.

Compared to the quiet in the kitchen, the yard is much more lively.

Wu was stir-fried with green vegetables, and he was handsome from time to time, provoking Reba and Peng Peng to applaud.

"Stir-fry seasonal vegetables, come on~ Peng Peng takes the plate. ”

After putting the plate on the plate, Wu shook the pot and said, "Peng Peng, go to the kitchen to get some green onions, ginger and garlic." ”

"Okay, Brother Jing, do you want anything?" Peng Peng took the time to fill the small earthen stove with a few sticks of wood.

"Do you have what I want?" Wu tilted his head to look at Peng Peng.

"You say, I'll see if we have any. ”

How dare Peng Peng pack the ticket, the mushroom house is so short of money, what if he can't get it?

"Can you ask Mr. Huang if he can drink?" Wu Jing is a well-known good wine, he drinks any wine, and when he was filming Wolf 2, he drank seventeen bottles of beer in one scene, and there were more than three taels of liquor. It's not like a drunkard, but the amount of alcohol is absolutely fine.

"Oh, you can drink, Brother Chichi drank when he came, but we don't have money to buy alcohol. "Drinking costs money, although Peng Peng's savings in the mushroom house are not particularly clear, there are still points left, and it will not exceed fifty yuan, and you can buy two bottles at most with the urine of the program group.

"Brother Jing, I'll tell Teacher Huang. ”

"Okay, you go and ask, by the way, don't forget to bring these onions, ginger and garlic. "I'm still cooking here, don't let me drink wine at that time, and delay cooking.

Peng Peng ran into the kitchen in a hurry, glanced at the garlic clove in Zhang Zifeng's hand, and said to Teacher Huang, "That, Teacher Huang?"

"What's wrong?" Mr. Huang hooked a spoonful of loach soup at the bottom and tasted it, the taste was quite delicious, there was no fishy smell, and Mr. Huang nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother Jing, let me ask you, do you have any alcohol?" Knowing that the mushroom house didn't have much savings, Peng Peng also scratched his head a little embarrassed.

"No problem, it's great, I like guests like that. "Teacher He and Teacher Huang are all people who love wine, don't care if you have money or not, after drinking, if you don't have money, you owe it first.

"Daddy Huang, we don't have much money. Zhang Zifeng remembered that yesterday's ingredients basically spent the savings of the mushroom house.

"It's okay, your brother and Wu Jing brought back some fruit from the mountain in the afternoon, and originally wanted to make canned fruit and fruit salad, come on, use it as wine money, and mutton, all the fruits are sold to Wang Dao, in exchange for wine and mutton." Teacher Huang waved his hand and said magnificently.

"I'll see how much money we have left. Zhang Zifeng walked into the living room, shook the piggy bank, didn't make a sound at all, took out two ten-yuan ones from the bottom, and some change, counted them, and counted them, a total of thirty-six yuan.

"Daddy Huang, we only have 36 yuan left. ”

"Little thing, Peng Peng, you ask Wang Zhengyu if he will accept fruits, go ahead. ”

Peng Peng ran out to find Wang Zhengyu, and Mr. Huang crawled through the window to watch.

"Director Wang, Director Wang, do you accept the fruit?" asked Peng Peng directly as soon as he came up.

"Collect, as long as it is the fruits of your labor. ”

The program team is not short of this money at all, and restricting the economy is just to let the celebrity guests work and make the content of the show fuller.

"How much?"

"Ten dollars a pound. Ye Mingxuan and Wu Jing went up the mountain to pick mangoes and loquat Wang Zhengyu must know that mangoes cost three to five yuan a catty, and loquat is much more expensive, but Peng Peng doesn't know.

Hearing that ten yuan a pound of fruit, Peng Peng also reported to Teacher Huang beautifully: "Teacher Huang, ten yuan a pound." ”

When Mr. Huang heard this, where is this, mangoes are less than ten yuan a catty, not to mention loquats, so he wiped his hands on the apron and came out.

"Wang Dao Wang Zhengyu, bullying Peng Peng doesn't know the price of fruits?"

Teacher Huang laughed a little crazy, so frightened that Wang Zhengyu hid back, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Teacher Huang, mango is ten yuan a catty, okay? ”

"Director Wang, you can't count it like that, right?"

Teacher Huang disagreed, the two of them were transported down the mountain by hand, and it was tiring to carry so many fruits down the mountain, and ten yuan was enough: "No, Director Wang, the fruit that Xiao Xuan carried down from the mountain is worth ten yuan a catty? ”

"Then how much money do you say is reasonable?" Wang Zhengyu thought about it, it was indeed very hard, and the mountain road was not easy to walk, so it was okay to give more.

"Why do you have to get 50 yuan a catty?"

Teacher Huang opened his mouth widely, knowing that it was impossible to give so much, and the psychological price of more than 20 would be good.

This price frightened Wang Zhengyu so much that he almost didn't hold the teacup in his hand: "Mr. Huang, 50 yuan? The two fruits add up to fifty or sixty catties, right? 50 yuan is more than three thousand? This is not good, absolutely not." ”

"In this way, I won't say more, mango is 20 a catty, loquat is 50 a catty, how about it?" According to the market price, the cheapest loquat fruit is more than 20 a catty, and the better one is more than 50 yuan, which is not an exaggeration at all.

"I'll see how much fruit you have!"

It's okay to have a small amount, but too much money to give, how can you let this group of stars work in the future?

"Peng Peng, go and bring the fruit that your brother and Wu Jing have carried on their backs. ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Wu Jing watched the excitement for a while, put down the kitchen utensils, and came over with two bamboo baskets.

"Aren't you going to drink, in exchange for some money. Teacher Huang glanced at Wu Jing and explained.

"Then you have to sell more, drink it at night, Sister Nan won't let you drink it at home. ”

Don't look at Wu Jing's iron-clad appearance outside, but at home he is a strict wife. His wife, Sister Nan, supports him, which is not small, in order to shoot "Wolf Warrior 2", the house is mortgaged, and there is no complaint, the day is too hot and the group performance is unwilling to come? Move things? Sister Nan is here. Whatever you can, give your full support.

"Knowing that you have a lot, I will make you drink well tonight. ”

Mr. Huang put the two back baskets on the electronic scale and weighed them, more than 40 catties of mangoes, more than 30 catties of loquats, and two back baskets of up to 2 catties.

"Wang Zhengyu, I don't embarrass you, tonight the beer is open, give me some more mutton, and give me another two hundred yuan, okay?"

Wang Zhengyu calculated, forty catties of mangoes is 800 yuan, and thirty catties of loquat is 1,000 and a half?

"Yes, even if you drink beer tonight, you can also give mutton, it's not that you can't give money, you can dry the rape tomorrow, and beat the rapeseed out in the next issue, and you can give the money." ”

"Okay, no problem. ”

Mr. Huang thought about it, and it was done, I enjoyed it first today, and then I said it, and the next issue will seem to be the unlucky rapeseed.

"Director Wang, take two bottles first. ”

Mr. Huang took the beer handed over by the staff, the labels on the bottle were torn off, I didn't know which brand, I threw a bottle to Wu Jing, and without using tools, he directly bit it open with his teeth and touched a glass.

"Okay, that's it, I'm still cooking in the pot, I'll have to go back and see my food." ”

Mr. Huang hurriedly went back to the kitchen, and Wu Jing's cooking seasonings were not yet ready: "Peng Peng, where are the green onions, ginger and garlic?"

"Oh oh, Brother Jing, I'll go get it. ”

I was thinking about buying beer in exchange for money, and I forgot all the green onions, ginger and garlic that Wu Jing wanted.

"Reba girl, do you want to drink?"

Wu Jing is also a wrist in the circle now, but there are not many insiders who are familiar with him, and he only knows about the existence of such a person before, and he doesn't know anything about his personality. I asked casually.

"Brother Jing, the children of the grassland will not be frightened by drinking. Reba smiled, others didn't dare to say, drinking, Reba is really worthy of others.

"You drink?" Wu asked in surprise.

"That's right, I've been drinking mare's milk wine since I was a child, it's not strange for me to drink!"

Reba replied as a matter of course: "As a foodie, it's not strange to drink alcohol. ”

"Yo, Brother Jing, do you really know how to cook? ”

Ye Mingxuan and Teacher He were carrying rapeseeds, and as soon as they entered the door, Ye Mingxuan noticed Wu Jing standing in front of the earthen stove in the pavilion and tinkering.

"Teacher He, Xiao Xuan, what do you mean by this? Look down on you Brother Jing, don't you? Brother Jing is a good man who cares about the family. "I know how to cook, why are you so surprised?" Wu looked at Ye Mingxuan's appearance, if he hadn't thought about not being able to fight, he really wanted to go up and give him two punches, who would he look down on!

"Yes, you can cook. Put down the canopy cloth, I couldn't take a bath, walked to Wu Jing's side, hugged my chest with one hand and pinched my chin with the other, looked at the dishes in the pot, and sighed.

"Don't think I haven't watched your interview video, leave home and go to the sofa, play games and play mobile phones, and when you get to your sister-in-law's house, you can be more diligent than anyone else. ”

"Go, go, don't make trouble, forget it if you don't help, yin and yang are weird. Go to the side. ”

Wu Jing waved his hand to drive Ye Mingxuan away, this stinky boy, after getting acquainted, it's simple, no big or small, but this way of getting along is quite comfortable.

"Brother... Come over here and I'll tell you something. "Zhang Zifeng is under the eaves, slim.