Four-two-eight: Soycotyledon and white pear juice
Song Xing quickly skipped the question.
In the previous life, Sui Chuchu did not break the news of stepping on Ye Jiu's skirt, and his public image was maintained very well. In this life, because she took the lead, Sui Chuchu's public image was much worse than in her previous life, and it was normal that Guotai did not choose her.
But there are no Sui Chuchu, there are many female artists such as the banquet orchestra, no matter how bad it is, there are Shi Rou and Bai Siyu, and who is chosen in the end has nothing to do with him.
She had other things to worry about.
She sat in the back of the car, looking at Xie Shanshan who was sitting in the co-pilot, full of questions.
What Xie Shanshan wants is the role of Zhao Mingcheng's sister, Zhao Mingyu is not an important role in this play, and the character is just a decent lady, why is she so nervous today?
Although Xie Shanshan's family background is ordinary, she is thorough and cautious, and after Jiang Luolin left, she has never been so nervous as she is today.
Just thinking about it, An Le suddenly asked:
"Little Star, it's time for dinner, why don't we celebrate outside?"
Wu Tang, who was driving, couldn't be happy:
"Then let's eat outside, I know a restaurant that grills pork belly and is fragrant. ”
While Xie Shanshan smiled:
"You know that the head of our department has to weigh us every week, let's eat pork belly with you, and you will be beaten when you go back during the winter vacation. ”
After speaking, he quickly took out the mirror, as if he would get fat when he heard the pork belly, and pinched his face.
It was the first time Song Xing had seen Xie Shanshan, who had been weighing more than eighty pounds, cared so much about her appearance.
Her brow furrowed slightly.
Wu Tang looked at the rearview mirror with some embarrassment, and Song Xing smiled at her in the rearview mirror, signaling that she was okay.
In her previous life, she liked Wu Tang's character of saying something. Since Wu Tang is in charge of her own brokerage affairs, she is also happy to see her mingling with her best friend.
Song Xing made the decision:
"Let's go to my house for dinner, pork belly, our aunt also made a good barbecue, let's go to the supermarket to buy ten catties of meat first." ”
Wu Tang was surprised: "Ten catties? I can't eat so many ......"
An Le suddenly realized: "I'll call Pei Luo right away!"
As soon as Wu Tang heard that he was about to eat pork belly with supermodel Pei Luo, he excitedly asked Song Xing:
"Can I make a video, I must record this beautiful moment, I think the short video website will be popular in the future, and this video will be my popular work at that time." ”
Song Xing thought of apps such as Miaopai, Douyin, and Weishi ten years later, and felt more and more that Wu Tang was indeed a visionary and contemporary agent.
Seeing Song Xing nodding, Wu Tang shouted happily:
"Then let's buy soybean leaves, barley tea, spicy cabbage, ......"
Song Xing smiled, and when he heard these ingredients, he thought of the scene when he recorded "Ni Dress" in Guangjing, and was about to close his eyes to recuperate, but suddenly opened his eyes......
Pork belly, barley tea, cotyledon leaves...... Doesn't Wu Tang live in the North Fifth Ring Road, why is the first thing that comes to mind when it comes to barbecue is pork belly, and all the things you love to eat are in the style of Chenguo.
Could it be that I have watched too many TV series in Chenguo?
Song Xing asked quietly: "Wu Tang, who is your favorite star?"
Wu Tang's hand paused, this is a special proposition: "Of course it's the old ......"
Song Xing's tone became cold: "Except for me, celebrities all over the world, say whatever you want." ”
Wu Tang frowned and thought for a long time: "I like it...... He's not a star, he's a rich second-generation ...... the imperial capital."
As soon as he mentioned the second generation of the rich second generation of the imperial capital, Song Xing immediately thought of Wen Bai Yu, and suddenly felt that his appetite was half gone.
Wu Tang drove the car in Twin Star in a panic all the way, and as soon as Pei Luo opened the door, he took the meat from the girl's hand: "Aunt Lan and I have set up the pot, and the oil is brushed and we will wait for the meat......"
Aunt Lan ran over from the kitchen and took the meat from Pei Luo's hand: "Miss Pei, how can you take this......"
"Outside ......" Wu Tang, who had just entered the house, was surprised when he saw Aunt Lan, but he quickly changed his words after making eye contact with Aunt Lan: "It's so cold outside, ...... frozen to death."
Pei Luo knew that this was Song Xing's economic person, and slapped Wu Tang on him.
"Come on, come on, you have to eat roast pork belly on such a cold day, hurry up. ”
Pei Luo was very interested in Wu Tang's name:
"Your name is Wu Tang, do you have diabetes, you can't eat sugar, so it's called that. ”
Wu Tang couldn't cry or laugh: "When I was born, my grandmother was cooking, she heard that my mother was going to give birth, and when she was nervous, she took salt as sugar, so my nickname was Sugar Candy, and she forgot my father's surname Wu!"
Pei Luo laughed and quickly pressed Wu Tang on the sofa:
"Oh, you're so cute, come on, come on, our family doesn't eat two meats. ”
Aunt Lan hid in the kitchen in embarrassment, while Wu Tang's eyes wandered, and she floated to the kitchen from time to time.
Song Xing saw everything in his eyes and didn't say much.
Xie Shanshan cares a lot about the IP of "Li Qingzhao", and she doesn't dare to eat a bite of pork belly at the moment, drinking barley tea while eating raw Su Ziye, which looks very strange without the taste of barbecue. Wu Tang lost her enthusiasm for the pork belly she longed for all the way, and her eyes were erratic.
For the first time, she felt that she was walking too fast on the road of chasing career success, as if she was ignoring many things around her, and fine snow particles fell outside the window.
The girls couldn't eat much, but everyone only ate for ten minutes, and the rest of the time they kept chatting and roasting meat for Pei Luo, until the Su Ziye and seafood sauce dipping sauce were also eliminated, Pei Luo touched his slightly bulging belly and asked Chen to drive to pick it up. Because it was dark and snowy, Song Xing personally went downstairs and took a taxi to send the other three girls away.
When she returned upstairs, Aunt Lan had already cleaned up the restaurant, Song Xing smiled and mentioned that the spicy cabbage just now was delicious, and asked her casually, why the people in the Northeast pickled sauerkraut, while the people of Chenguo pickled cabbage with sweet and sour taste.
Aunt Lan is usually silent, and her eyes are full of excitement when she mentions kimchi.
"Because pickled sauerkraut only uses salt, while spicy cabbage is different, in addition to chili peppers and salt, there is also white pear juice, and beef broth is also put in the exquisite kimchi. ”
Song Xing smiled: "So when Wu Tang was born, you put sugar in the spicy cabbage?"
Aunt Lan smiled with a smile in her eyes: "How can I make spicy cabbage if there are pregnant women at home, I made ...... at that time"
Aunt Lan was shocked, and her back seemed to be poured into the north wind.
The smile of Song Xing in front of her gradually disappeared, and her face as bright as a rose was as cold as frost at the moment.
"You were originally from East China, and then came to the imperial capital to do cleaning work in the International Trade Building, I don't know why you went back to East China, and you were brought back to the imperial capital by Rong Zhen by such a coincidence, and your granddaughter also saved Rong Zhen by such a coincidence, of course I believe that there are coincidences in the world, but you meet at my house, but you obviously don't want to recognize each other. If it weren't for the fact that I found her on the road a bit like the taste of Chenguo, and you had a faint smell of engine oil from a car repair shop, I really found it hard to believe that you were deceiving me right under my nose. ”
Aunt Lan's face was full of guilt.
"Miss Song, you gave us two people to work, we shouldn't lie to you, but all this has nothing to do with Wu Tang, she doesn't know that I help in your house, she doesn't have the intention to work by your side, I don't know how she became your agent, I just know that she is just interested in the Rong family. ”
Song Xing sat on the sofa: "Aunt Lan, I like the old man's storytelling very much, I hope your next story will be true." ”
She smiled, "Because I'm not happy when people lie to me." "I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Shadow Queen of the First World War under Rebirth", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~