When it was time to eat, the crew came back one after another.

Lin Mu took advantage of the fact that no one had come before he prepared himself and Lao Zhang, and when he came, the two of them avoided first with the bowl, and the rest of the group was divided by themselves.

To be honest, the taste of the big pot rice is really average, but after all, Lin Mu is a chef, and his skills are much stronger than ordinary skills, at least much stronger than Diao Yinan.

According to the driver's complaints during the meal, Lao Diao used to cook, basically two dishes.

Pork stew vermicelli at noon, pork stew with cabbage at night, and then rice flatbread is enough.

Just this food, others don't know about it, and it would be hellish if Yu Feihong could eat it well.

Don't talk about her, if Lin Mu lived this day, it is estimated that he would have lifted the table a long time ago.

Lin Mu Lao Zhang sat at the table in the room here and ate, flatbread and stew, to suit his appetite.

After eating a few bites, Lin Mu reached into his pocket and took out the bottle again and took a sip.

When Lao Zhang saw it, he was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Yo, this is still drunk?"

Lin Mu smiled and put the bottle on the table and showed it to him.

"Old village chief, what kind of wine, haven't you heard of it!" Lao Zhang said curiously as he chewed a flatbread.

Lin Mu pushed the wine over, "Come on?"

Lao Zhang shook his head, "No, no, no, I have to stay awake in this filming, and so do you, drink less, don't make mistakes in filming!"

Lin Mu sighed when he heard this, and shook his head with a wry smile, "No!"

"Huh?" Lao Zhang looked at Lin Mu questioningly.

Lin Mu replied while eating, "It's not that I want to drink, it's that I don't have enough skills." ”

"At the beginning, in order to play Xin Xiaofeng, in order to cultivate my fear, I watched those death videos. ”

"Now I can't think of any way, Zhang Zili has been in this state of drunken dreams since his colleague died unexpectedly. ”

"Seriously, drunk and dreaming of death, four words, it's easy to say and not to act. ”

"I can't act, what to do, drink! I fainted, and I felt that it would come out naturally. ”

Lao Zhang suddenly had a toothache when he heard this, "You drank yourself to the hospital before, and you still have to play with your life when you shoot a scene!"

Lin Mu smiled and comforted, "It's okay, it's hollow head drinking, I did so much in one go, not this time, as long as I maintain this faint drunkenness." ”

Lao Zhang thought about it when he heard this, and nodded, "Cheng, you can control it yourself, don't always think about acting in this kind of ghost scene that doesn't smoke in the future!"

Lin Mu smiled when he heard this, but he didn't say anything, and the two of them continued to eat.

……

Here, Yu Feihong is also eating with Xiaomei.

The crew outside ate pork stewed vermicelli, and they ate the same, but with one more soup.

Haggis vermicelli soup!

It's not that Lin Mu doesn't want to make something good, he went to buy other vegetables when he bought them, and Lao Diao bought these vegetables.

Yu Feihong was holding his own small bowl and drinking the soup with a spoon in small sips, Xiaomei looked at her from time to time, then lowered her head and ate two bites, and then looked again.

She looked at it for a while, and when she looked at it again, Yu Feihong said, "What are you looking at?

Xiaomei grinned, "I think Sister Hong is good-looking, then Lin Mu fell under your pomegranate skirt when he saw you!"

Yu Feihong glanced at her with disgust when he heard this, "Go, go, how can there be any pomegranate skirt, the military coat is almost the same!"

She shook her body as she spoke, and her coat shook with it.

Xiaomei suddenly smiled, "The military coat is the military coat, then he will fall under Sister Hong's military coat!"

"Eat your food, you can't stop your mouth when you eat!" Yu Feihong reached out and knocked Xiaomei's head.

Xiaomei was stunned, "Hehe, I'll tell you the truth!"

"But it's strange to say, why does Brother Lin Mu cook so delicious!"

"Is he trying to grab your stomach first, and then your heart?"

Yu Feihong looked at this little girl helplessly and ignored her.

Xiaomei didn't relent, "Why doesn't Sister Hong speak?"

Yu Feihong looked at her helplessly, put down the soup bowl in his hand, and thought for a while, "He, he used to be a cook." ”

"Cook?" Xiaomei was stunned.

Yu Feihong nodded, "Yes, it's the kind of chef who opens a restaurant, and he cooks and stir-fries every day, so his cooking must be delicious." ’

Xiaomei opened her mouth slightly, "Wow, then why is he acting now?" I heard from the crew that he wrote the script as well?"

"That's right!" Yu Feihong nodded lightly.

When Xiaomei heard this, she immediately put down her chopsticks and held the remaining half of the cake in her hand, "Wow, Wen Neng Wu pen pen gun to write scripts, Wu Neng picks up a knife to cut vegetables in the kitchen, he looks a little handsome!"

Yu Feihong looked at Xiaomei's longing look, and couldn't help but say again, "He has also released an album, sang, and won the actor before." ”

"Golden Horse Actor and Venice Actor!"

"Wow!" Xiaomei shook her body vigorously, "Sister Hong, I envy you so much!"

"If only he liked me!"

Yu Feihong pursed his lips gently, this little girl, this big winter, cold like this, there is still time to think about spring!

……

Don't say it, this two sips, although it is very uncomfortable when you drink it, but after drinking it, it is really comfortable.

The whole person was warm, and after eating, Lao Zhang took the two people's bowls to the kitchen, and Lin Mu leaned on the chair to eat lazily.

But it was just a while, and after sitting for a while, Lin Mu went upstairs.

Drunk and dreaming of death, drunk and dreaming of death, while this drunkenness has not gone down, continue to figure out the script.

In the afternoon, it is estimated that Lou Ye went out again, and he didn't see anyone in the afternoon.

At two o'clock, Diao Yinan came to call Lin Mu to buy vegetables, and asked him if he was going, Lin Mu would definitely go, otherwise he would have to continue to stew pork and cabbage at night!

When I bought vegetables at night, I bought them according to Lin Mu's requirements, and it was not a particularly precious thing, so I made the kind of haggis for Yu Feihong at noon, and bought a bunch of them, all of which were washed, and I could eat them when I came back.

Anyway, whoever cooks is the biggest, and for dinner, Lin Mu made haggis noodles, which are super spicy, and it doesn't matter if they are appetizing or not.

Of course, Lin Mu didn't forget it, Yu Feihong still ate Xiaozao, steamed a little rice for her and Xiaomei, fried lamb with green onions, and belly soup, not so vegetable, but it was a big amount.

The weather in Bingcheng is a bit weird, and the sky begins to get dark at three o'clock in the afternoon, and there is no feeling of long days in the north, and the day is especially short.

When it got dark, this person subconsciously felt a little hungry, and instead of waiting, it was better to eat early, wash and sleep.

At night, Lin Mu drank again, not much, just more than two or two, not drunk, but also slightly felt that his head was heavy, and after eating and getting hot water, he went upstairs to hide in the room, planning to go to bed early to nourish his energy to cope with the next day's shooting.