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Murphy took a sip of coffee and cleared his throat—

"The first bite of soup when eating instant noodles ......"

"Cut, thousand-yuan machine man, that is, the rhythm of instant noodles every day. Tian Mi'er said disdainfully.

"Half sausage in the dough ......"

"Do you eat instant noodles three times a day?"

"Salted egg yolk with oil, melon seeds stained in ice cream, snowflake fat sheep rolled three times in the hot pot......" Mo Fei said faster and faster.

"Sure enough, it's all the food of the Lower Riba people, and it's very worthy of you!" Tian Mi'er commented while listening.

"Mi'er, half of the sausage in the noodle soup, it's delicious. Qu Zhou's eyes widened, and his mouth began to drool.

Mo Fei ignored Tian Mi'er, and continued:

"The middle bite of watermelon in midsummer......"

Tian Mi'er seemed to lick her lips, the watermelon in summer was still quite attractive to her, especially the core in the middle, which was so crisp and sweet.

"The sugar water in the cold tomatoes, the two slices of crescent meat in the fish head, the hard noodles on the bottom of the fried buns, the first layer of skin on the surface of the hot milk, the layer of yogurt on the yogurt lid......"

Tian Mi'er felt that there was something more in her mouth, she swallowed it subconsciously, only to find that it was saliva. The crescent moon meat of the fish head is her favorite, smooth and tender, and the taste in the mouth is really refreshing.

And the layer of skin on the yogurt lid, which she tore open with great effort every time, stretched out her fragrant tongue, and gently licked it......

"The three-edged crispy bones in the roast chicken, the bone marrow sucked out of the pork ribs and rice tube bones, the crispy tendons in the phoenix feet, and the watermelon water left after half a watermelon is dug ......"

Tian Mi'er was a little crazy, these things are all her favorite food, their taste has been left in the bottom of her heart, compared to those black and white truffles, molecular cuisine, sushi, it seems to be more delicious and more delicious.

Murphy continues to poison:

"The two slices of beef covered in the ramen, the tips of the bamboo shoots in the braised pork, the yellow throat fished out of the chili oil, the rotten pork knuckles that have been stewed for several hours, and the skirt of the boiled soft-shelled turtle ......"

Tian Mi'er's stomach began to growl, and in order to lose weight, she only ate one apple at noon.

"Please...... Please don't say any more!"

Tian Mi'er covered her ears and shook her head, but the rotten pig hands and soft skirt were dangling in front of her.

"Miss Tian, these are the things of the lower riba people, they can't be on the table, and they can't compare to your three Michelin stars. Only those who love life can taste their true taste......"

Murphy talked about food for a long time, and his stomach was even hungrier, and he took a big bite of cake.

The saliva in Tian Mi'er's mouth was already flowing out uncontrollably, and she swallowed a big mouthful and looked at Qu Zhou pitifully.

"Zhouzhou, I'm hungry! I want to eat hot pot, I want to eat crispy bones, I want to eat phoenix feet...... Do you still have yogurt?"

Qu Zhou smiled, "Go to Boss Mo's kitchen god's shop at night......"

"Kitchen God?"

Tian Mi'er's mind flashed, she remembered one thing, and asked Qu Zhou:

"Zhouzhou, director Zhang Yishan is going to shoot "God of Kitchen", I have met his agent, do you think I have a chance to audition?"

"Does his agent know you?"

"I saw it at a big party, and I ...... it."

Qu Zhou pouted, "I've seen Zhang Yishan on TV, so do you think I have a big hope of going to audition?"

"Cut, that's different, we're all insiders, and we can talk to each other......"

She thought for a while, "If someone can give the agent a word and play the role of the third female, the fourth female or even the dragon, I can accept it." That's Director Zhang's movie. ”

Qu Zhou smiled and said, "Do you know what I admire about you the most?"

Tian Mi'er hurriedly covered her chest, "What do you want to do? You can't touch it! Don't you lack these two points, hehe......

"Get out of the way, I really regret letting you come back, it's not serious all day long, it's all bad!" Qu Zhou scolded with a smile.

"It's not certain who will bring the bad. Tian Mi'er's small mouth is upturned, which is unique.

"Mi'er, what I admire most about you is that you dare to think and do, be bold and spicy, and even be fearless. You're going to be famous sooner or later!"

Tian Mi'er sighed, "The competition in this industry is too fierce, and a large number of newcomers come out every year. ”

Murphy finished the sponge cake and drank his coffee in one gulp, interrupting their chat.

"Qu Zhou, how much is it in total?"

"Forget it, don't want your money. Qu Zhou hurriedly said.

"Forget it, he aroused my appetite and made me unable to lose weight, so I have to collect his money!"

Tian Mi'er walked up to Mo Fei.

"A cup of coffee is 30 yuan, sponge cake is 10 yuan, a total of 40 yuan. ”

She stretched out her hand to ask for money, and Mo Fei's mobile phone on the table rang, and the contact showed that it was Zhang Yishan.

Tian Mi'er glanced at it, and was a little surprised in her heart, could it be that the person in front of her knew Zhang Yishan? Impossible, it must be a person with the same name, he is a thousand-yuan machine man, how can he know a great director.

Mo Fei ignored her surprised gaze, and directly pressed the reject button and hung up.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Tian Mi'er asked.

"You don't care?" Mo Fei said, taking out 50 yuan and handing it to her, "No need to look for it." ”

Tian Mi'er just took the money, and Mo Fei's mobile phone rang again, it was still Zhang Yishan.

She pointed to Mo Fei's thousand-yuan mobile phone and whispered, "Pick it up...... I won't bother you. ”

Mo Fei picked up the mobile phone, pressed the answer button, and Zhang Yishan's voice immediately came from the earpiece.

"Oh, Boss Mo, do you bother you, I have an urgent matter to discuss with you. ”

"Director Zhang, it's okay now, you can say it. ”

Director Zhang's three words, Tian Mi'er heard it so really, her heart suddenly beat faster, "Does he really know Director Zhang?!"

So he hurriedly leaned his head over to listen, almost sticking it to Mo Fei's face.

Mo Fei dodged a few times, but he didn't dodge, he simply pushed her head with his hand and walked out.

Tian Mi'er was like a piece of sticky candy, clinging to Mo Fei, wanting to eavesdrop on a few words, but Mo Fei hurriedly pushed the door out and walked away in a few steps.

She only vaguely heard two sentences, "...... whether the positioning of "God of Kitchen" is a drama or a comedy, a historical drama or a modern drama, I can't be sure, I want to hear it......"

Seeing Mo Fei walking away, she stomped her feet angrily and pulled Qu Zhou, "Let's go, let's go to his store to eat now, hurry!"

Qu Zhou glanced at her, "People open at half past five, it's still early, and they are waiting outside the door when they go." ”

"What a broken restaurant, what a stinky boss, it's really annoying!"

Then he asked Qu Zhou with wide eyes, "Did you say that Boss Mo knew Director Zhang? They wouldn't be relatives, right?"

"How do I know? But two days ago, I heard that Zhang Yishan held a press conference in Canghai. ”

Tian Mi'er's big eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth showed a charming smile, and she didn't know what idea she had come up with.

……

……

Mo Fei proposed to Zhang Yishan on the phone that it was best to be a modern drama with comedy color, telling the story of a little person becoming a kitchen god, so that the entry point is small and the story is malleable.

Zhang Yishan thanked him again and again, saying that he would hold a meeting as soon as possible to study it, and make up the script first, so that Mo Fei could check it.

Hanging up the phone, Mo Fei also went to the small store of Le Shifang and found a few people squatting at the door.

"Hey, why are you here?"