Being busy always has a big appetite, and it is easy to eat up half of the time.

Since the first phase of the food poisoning incident, He Shenge has worked hard to supplement her food safety knowledge, and has no time to take care of the growing indifference and exclusion of She Li and Xiao Ke and others.

The weather was very hot, He Shenge stood under the blue sky, feeling the wet sweat sticking to every inch of skin, sticky and very uncomfortable.

They are in the scenic area of Huanglongxi Ancient Town at the moment, the main street in this ancient town is paved with stone slabs, and the eaves and corner pole railings are neatly arranged on both sides.

According to the county records, in ancient times, sesame cake used to be used as a local name to enter the court, and now, it is also the only existing small famous characteristic product in Huanglongxi. ”

Xu Qing in front of the camera said, put a piece of sesame cake in his mouth, and then puffed out his cheeks and smiled at the camera: "The taste is greasy, a little sweet, and a little sesame fragrance." ”

"Yes. Dooku put down the camera and turned to look at Shock: "Prepare for the next one." ”

I immediately went over to make an umbrella for Xu Qing and handed her the mineral water, she pushed it, spit out the sesame cake in her mouth, and then calmly touched up her makeup.

The next scene switches to the ancient house, and the group can only walk over, He Shenge carries a makeup bag, an umbrella and a huge backpack and follows behind Xu Qing, everyone in the team is carrying a lot of things, but Xu Qing's body is empty,

But she wore high heels and a cheongsam from the late Qing Dynasty, and she walked very hard.

The ancient dwellings in this area are all built in the Ming and Qing dynasties, and the stone road is lined with cornices and corner poles and railing-type stilted buildings.

Du Ku chose a good perspective and asked Xu Qing to lean against the railing, holding a bowl of "one noodle", and let her introduce the architectural culture and history of the place while eating the noodles.

Xu Qing had a slight fear of heights, glanced down, panicked and frightened in his heart, and his hands trembled slightly.

Dooku frowned: "Hold the bowl steady." ”

Xu Qing gritted her teeth, slightly opened her red lips, and the manuscript flowed fluently from her lips.

Immediately afterwards, ran to the town of Longgou on the bank of the Luxi River, where there is a thousand-year-old tree that looks like a dragon, Li Jiahui arranged an old woman to buy bean curd under the tree, Xu Qing pretended to go over to buy a pearl bean curd, chatting with the old woman, the beautiful legend about the ancient tree was recited from the old woman's mouth, this scene, Xu Qing could sit quietly and listen quietly.

The rest of the ancient battlefield and other scenes such as the ancient yamen were handed over to Liang Xiaohu to pick up the scene, and the rest of the people came to the main recording site of the seventh phase of the video, a shop facing the street, and a small flag with white characters on a blue background was hung in front of the store.

Pearl bean curd, kraft candy, stinky tofu, fat rice noodles, yellow and spicy dice, scalded duck in Zhou Mansion on Crescent Street, burnt elbow, potato sauce......

After Xu Qing tasted a special snack in this house, it rained very lightly outside, and the hazy ancient town was filled with thick green fog and deep streets.

When the rain passed, the night was covered.

Liang Xiaohu also came back, and the Chengdu hot pot prepared by Li Jiahui ordered the kitchen to be served was also served, which is the real protagonist of Huanglongxi Ancient Town.

Half an hour later, Xu Qing's face was red and sweaty.

"No, try it all over again. Du Ku put down the camera, showed a cold face, and said to Xu Qing sternly: "Xu Qing, you have to show a very happy appearance, you must smile brightly, and when you eat, you can pretend to be very hot." ”

Actually, it is hot and does not need to be loaded.

It's just that Xu Qing was overwhelmed, and as soon as she saw the slices of meat in the hot pot rolling, she couldn't help but want to vomit.

"Ready, 3, 2, 1, go. Dooku gave the order, and the camera was back in motion.

"Hot pot originated on the bank of the Yangtze River, the previous hot pot added pepper and pepper is not for spicy and numb, in fact, it is purely for dampness, yes, fishermen who deal with water all the year round need to use hot pot to drive away their cold, originally just a pot, but because it has the warmth of fire, it is called hot pot. ”

After finishing speaking slowly, Xu Qing pretended to be hungry: "Look, isn't the churning red of the hot pot like the burning flames?"

…….

At the last critical moment, Xu Qing sandwiched a piece of beef and soaked it in the hot pot, scooped it up and prepared to eat, her eyebrows frowned and spit it out.

"Xu Qing, what are you doing?" Duku angrily lowered the camera.

"It's white. Li Jiahui next to her sighed: "Kutou, no way, I can't delay the time, it's time to record the location." ”

"Okay, let's record the exterior first. Dooku sank the anger in his chest and lifted the camera to walk out.

Xu Qing wiped his mouth with a tissue and followed out with high heels.

At night in the ancient town of Huanglongxi, the streets and alleys were dark, but Xu Qingqiang held back the fear of darkness in his heart, standing on the smooth bluestone road, surrounded by black and shiny door panels, antique signboards, if it was daytime, such a scene must have a sense of simple and heavy historical travel, however, when it was converted to night, it became an eerie horror movie scene.

Suddenly, a flash of light rushed into the inky night sky, as if to touch the bright moon, but it cracked halfway through, blooming into brilliant fireworks.

The ancient town of Huanglongxi will have a grand fire dragon festival from the second to the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, during these days, the locals will set off fireworks, burn fire dragons, colorful dragon performances, southern lion performances, drifting river lanterns, set off Kong Ming lanterns and so on.

However, He Shenge and they are in October at this time, and they can't catch up with this festival at all, so they can only contact the locals by Xiao Ke and Li Jiahui to re-enact the scene of the Fire Dragon Festival.

Just when Xu Qing was releasing the river lantern, He Shenge also wanted to release it, but Gu Lance stopped her.

"What's wrong?" He Shen was still holding a small river lantern in the singer.

"Take my card and go to a nearby convenience store to buy a few drinks. Gu Lance took the river lantern from He Shen's singer and stuffed the card into her hand.

He Shenge looked at his river lantern: "Uncle, can you let me put the river lantern and go again?"

"No, everyone is going to rest later. ”

"But I want to put a river lantern. ”

"It's okay to put it later. ”

"Okay. He Shenge looked at his river lantern for a while, pouted and ran to the convenience store not far away.

She has no objection to the errand matter of buying drinks, but when everyone puts the river lantern, they will write a small note and put it under the candle in the river lamp, and when the candle burns out, it will burn into ashes along with the note and fall into the river, so that the river god can bless and fulfill the wish.

Soon, He Shenge came back with ten bottles of drinks with different flavors.

Gu Lance took He Shenge's drink, distributed it to the big guys, and said casually: "This is what Shenge invites everyone to drink." ”

Duku took the lead in taking a bottle: "Thank you, Shen Ge." ”

Xu Qing picked out a bottle of jasmine tea and asked, "Shen Ge, why did you suddenly invite everyone to drink water?"

"Isn't it a salary today? Shen Ge's first salary in the practitioner, she said it was all thanks to everyone. Gu Lance hurriedly answered for He Shenge.

He Shenge smiled in his eyes, nodded his head, and did not deny it.

In the past few days, He Li, who was targeting He Shenge everywhere, took a bottle of Meinianda and reluctantly thanked He Shenge, and even Xiao Ke, who was not very careless, showed a smile on He Shenge again.

"All that's left is a bottle of green plum green tea. Gu Lance raised the green plum green tea in his hand: "It just so happens that you like to drink tea." ”

"No, everyone should have one. ”

"Kutou was tired, so I gave him two bottles. ”

"Oh, then drink it, I'm not thirsty. He Shenge rolled up the empty bag in his hand and threw it into the trash.

Gu Lance unscrewed the drink bottle and came to He Shenge's mouth: "Take a sip." ”

"I drank it, so what should you do?" He Shenge swallowed, in fact, she was also thirsty.

"I drink it too. Gu Lance smiled and said, "Anyway, it's not like I haven't eaten your saliva." ”

"Tsk. He Shenge didn't mind anymore, took the drink, took a sip, and handed it back to Gu Lance.

Gu Lance took the opportunity to return her river lantern to her: "Just send you." ”

In the small pond, there are a few scattered lotus river lanterns, He Shenge fantasized that if it happened to coincide with the Fire Dragon Festival, this pond must be a different scenery, full of lotus flowers with pink lights, and her river lanterns may not be crowded.

He Shenge squatted down by the pond, carefully put the river lamp on the water, and gently pushed it, and the cool wind suddenly pushed it slowly to the middle of the pond.

"Still drinking?" Gouri walked over and crouched down beside her, holding the drink in front of her.

"Uncle, thank you. He Shenge raised his face, his eyes were as bright and moving as the river lights in the pond.

"What else do you say thank you between us?" Gu Lance's hand gently fished on the surface of the water, and splashed the cool river water towards He Shenge.

He Shenge, who was suddenly attacked, hurriedly covered it with her hand, she couldn't get angry, and she also fished out some river water and splashed it on Gu Yan.

"We're having a Fire Dragon Festival, not a Songkran Festival. Gu Lance bounced up and jumped away, accidentally spilling half a bottle of the drink in his hand.

"Then you are still playing?" He Shenge chased after him.

As soon as Gu Lance turned around, she crashed into his arms.

At this time, Shen Xiuyan passed by, and a cold voice sounded in He Shenge's ears: "Put the Kong Ming lantern." ”

Inexplicably, He Shenge subconsciously pushed away the ancient lance,

After filming the exterior scenes, Du Ku and Xu Qing, Gu Li, Xiao Ke and Li Jiahui stayed to work overtime to re-record the original hot pot scene, and He Shenge followed He Li and a few people to the nearby Gufo Village by car and lived in a farmer's house.

Late at night, a group of them returned.

He Shenge just edited the WeChat public article of the day, and he has been following Xu Qing today

The little attendant, she was too busy to take pictures, so she didn't have photos to use as pictures.

As soon as Xu Qing came back, he collapsed on the bed.

"Qingqing, which room does Kutou sleep in?" He Shenge asked.

"I don't know. As soon as Xu Qing mentioned the name Kutou, his face showed some sorrow.

"Then I'll go find him. ”

Xu Qing didn't speak, his face turned pale, and he took his pajamas and went into the bathroom.

Maybe today's shooting was too tiring, He Shenge understood her anger as tiredness.

She took the USB stick and searched room by room, but found Dooku in the kitchen.

A tall, burly man crouched in front of the stove and threw dry wood into the stove.

"What are you doing at night?" He Shenge walked over and smelled the fragrance of clear porridge: "Are you cooking porridge?"

"Hmm. Dooku glanced at her, "The room on the far left." ”

"I know, but I'm looking for you. ”

"What's the matter with Qingqing?" Dooku immediately stood up.

He Shenge was taken aback by his sudden move: "This time, it's not because of Qingqing, I want to ask you for some pictures of attractions and food." ”

Du Ku sat down and stared at the flames burning in the stove: "The final review is all in Gu Da, you just need to ask him directly." ”

"Oh. ”

"Wait. ”

"Huh?" He Shenge turned around and looked at him.

Du Kun's tough guy-like face looked particularly tender in the firelight: "Later, help me bring a bowl of porridge to Qingqing." ”