Song Pingguo didn't dare to give Lei Qiu any special treatment, that is, she would make the dishes for Lei Qiu herself. Although she is in charge of the kitchen, she is not the only one in the kitchen, but the chef's friends also have to follow the rules, and they can serve the food when they should serve it, so Lei Qiu, who arrived in the middle of the dinner rush hour, waited a little longer until Song Pingguo asked the waiter to serve her the dishes.

Lei Qiu didn't raise his head and asked the waiter to serve her a bowl of rice, and couldn't wait to knock on the chopsticks on the table and taste the shredded cabbage.

Raichu had always dreamed that when she had money, she would invest in a studio to study the mysteries of food, such as why torn cabbage tasted better than a knife, why corn was sweeter when stored vertically than when stored horizontally, and why her mother's cooking was always the best - the last question was actually answered, because no one dared to say that her mother's food was not delicious.

Shredded cabbage is one of the most popular vegetables among the masses, and this time, Leiqiu also stood firmly with the masses. To be precise, she is uncharacteristically standing with the people, usually she is in the minority, and occasionally she is expelled.

When she was in drama school, she often didn't have enough food, and when she really ran out of food, she would eat apples in the dormitory by herself, and when the money was about to run out but not spent, she would choose to eat shredded cabbage to save money.

Raichu is not very particular about the food itself, but he is very particular about the way he eats. When it comes to shredded cabbage, which is a great dish to serve with white rice, she won't eat too much until the rice is served.

Fortunately, the service quality of Song Pingguo's family is not bad. Raichu looked at the steaming rice in front of him, pulled it twice with his chopsticks, and just wanted to move the chopsticks to start eating, when the second dish came up.

Or cabbage.

This time, it is a bacon roll cabbage, the cabbage leaves are rolled up by a wide thin bacon, and the leaves are soaked in the gravy of the bacon, just like the shredded cabbage that has been scented by the oil, and it has the unique freshness of vegetables and the mouth-watering aroma of meat.

Lei Qiu couldn't help but start to wonder if Song Pingguo's family had bought too much cabbage and couldn't use it, just like recently they replaced all the hamburger bread with an oatmeal burger like they couldn't sell the oatmeal in the warehouse.

Just when the bowl of rice was almost at the bottom, the waiter brought a third course.

Or cabbage.

This time it's the baby cabbage in the soup and its cousin - the soup cabbage.

Raichu just finished the rest of the meal with the cabbage leaves in the soup, and drank a bowl of delicious soup, just about to say that this soup was delicious but the taste was a little heavier, and the fourth course came to save her.

The fourth course, as expected, was cabbage.

It is a thinly sliced cabbage salad, topped with salad dressing, and garnished with cucumber slices and purple cabbage, which just makes the mouth with the taste of thick soup slightly refreshing, and also makes Leiqiu, who has eaten a lot of buckle meat today, feel greasy.

Lei Qiu didn't eat this meal for long, she ate quickly, Song Pingguo was not slow to serve, when she got up after eating, the peak of dinner was not completely over, Lei Qiu was embarrassed to continue to sit in the seat, and she was embarrassed to go to the back kitchen to disturb Song Pingguo, got up and beckoned the waiter to pay, and asked the waiter to help tell Song Pingguo that she was waiting outside the door.

In fact, Lei Qiu originally wanted to say: "Please tell Song Pingguo, I won't bother her, go back first." ”

But the ghost made the god worse, she said that she was waiting outside the door, although she only saw one more side and separated individually, but she just wanted to see this side more, say one more word, and take a more look.

…… She didn't know where that last sentence came from, but she added it in order to read it in her heart.

Because it is close to the commercial street, the street is still lively and noisy at night, and there are people who come out to go shopping after eating and those who come out to eat after shopping. Raichu squatted on the street with nothing to do, and suddenly realized that he was so far away from ordinary people's lives, running on the set and at home every day, except for eating and sleeping in filming.

Acting is different from other jobs, it may not disconnect you from society, but it can easily make you cut off from your original life.

People always work more time than their spare time, but ordinary people are also themselves when they are working, and actors should forget about themselves when they work, especially a dramatist workaholic like Lei Qiu, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he forgot what he called after a day of acting. Her master Pichu, her good partner Xu Ran, and Gong Xiao, who had only known her for a long time, had also seen this scene, and shouted at her for a long time, Lei Qiu, she couldn't react that someone was shouting at herself.

In such a life, she is not entirely to blame for her gluttony, which is the most personal pleasure and personal part of her life.

So much so that when it comes to liking someone, I don't know what kind of self to use to like her. After skimming out the part related to acting, Lei Qiu is thin and has no sense of zài, like a cash puppet with a cut string, falling weakly in the corner, unable to attract any attention.

It would be nice if there was a script in life that could be followed.

Raichu just crouched on the side of the street and thought nonsense.

For the first time, she didn't figure out the character's heart when she was in a daze, or what she wanted to eat tonight and what to eat tomorrow morning, looking at the rolling traffic in front of her, the crowd was weaving and gradually dispersing, and all she thought about was that Song Pingguo was unlikely to like me.

Finally, Song Pingguo patted her shoulder and squatted next to her, raising her hand to untie her headscarf: "How long have you been waiting?" ”

It was early autumn with a cool night breeze outside, but Song Pingguo had been staying in the smoky kitchen, with a headscarf tied to her head, and there was still a thin sweat on the tip of her nose at this time, and a few strands of hair were stuck to her cheeks and forehead with sweat - Raichu felt as if she had forgotten her name again, and this time it was not because of filming.

"I don't know, I didn't bring a watch." Raichu replied honestly, "Are you tired?" ”

"A little bit, this weekend, business is too good." Even Song Pingguo's chat style has become formal, "But I'm also used to it, and when I was at home, I was often carried to the back kitchen by my father to help." ”

Song Pingguo felt that Lei Qiu Bacheng was spoiled by the script, and he couldn't say anything good without the script, either the acting experience and the inner perception of the character, or some dialogues to meet one of the basic needs of the human body, such as "Little Apple, I'm hungry", "Little Apple, what does Little Apple eat for dinner", "Little Apple, you listen to the aunt downstairs dancing Little Apple".

Either it is like now, just like the old cadres of the news network go to the grassroots level:

"Fellow, is it hard work?"

"It's not hard, it's not hard, we're all used to it."

Song Pingguo was impressed by this adolescent girl. This description is very inaccurate, there should be no adolescent girl in the world who is as stunned as Raichu. In this way, the dialogue with no nutrition and no progress is still because Song Pingguo is very familiar with her.

If this pace continues, don't expect Raichu to take the initiative to speak.

"I remember you're going to take your dad's class later, right?" Raichu straightened up and glanced back at Yi Pinxuan, who was about to close, "To be honest, I feel tired when I look at it. ”

"Then wouldn't you be more tired of acting, now this is better, when filming the old man still singing, I watched you jump up and down on the set all day long, and when you come back, you are so tired that you don't even have the strength to eat, just take two bites and rest for a while, the scene is especially suitable for filming a food saving propaganda film." The last person in the store left, and Song Pingguo buckled the U-shaped locks on the two handles of the hotel door, "I'm just busy with a meal, you have been tossing around in the crew all day." ”

Lei Qiu remembered what Song Pingguo had told her, and after the initial resistance passed, she realized that she liked to cook, but she was still entangled in whether to make it a lifelong career, after all, many people instilled in her that she should never treat her hobby as a career.

Judging from the current attempt, Song Pingguo feels that the only risk of taking a hobby as a career is that she may accidentally become a workaholic.

"If I don't be allowed to act now and let me do something else, I will definitely not be able to persevere." Rachu smiled and sighed, "Fortunately, the things I like make money, and it would be bad if I liked things that only cost money and can't make money." ”

I'm a lazy person, it's best to be able to do what I like to support myself, and if I want to do things I don't like - that may not be able to support myself, and I won't be able to support myself.

"That's okay, can't you go back to growing apples?" Song Pingguo turned the keychain in her hand, "You're still in a hurry to go back tonight, right?" ”

Lei Qiu just wanted to answer yes, but the phone suddenly vibrate, she took it out and saw that it was a text message from Gong Xiaoye: "Don't rush back, I'll go there tonight, and I'll bring you back to the crew tomorrow morning." ”

She smiled and raised her head: "No need now, I'll take Gong Tou'er's hitchhike back tomorrow morning." ”

"That's right, accompany me to dinner."

"But I really can't eat today......

"What do you think?" Song Pingguo glared at her, "You've eaten it, but I haven't eaten it yet." ”

Raichu nodded and said, "Then where are we going to eat?" ”

Although it is also delicious to cook by herself, Song Pingguo actually prefers to eat outside. One is that she has no interest in the dishes she makes, and always feels that she is full when she cooks them, and the other is that she ...... People are still lazy after all, so enjoy it if you can.

When eating other people's dishes, Song Pingguo has a much more appetite than when she eats her own dishes, not to mention that she was busy in the kitchen for most of the night and didn't eat anything, so today she had a whim and took Lei Qiu to a noodle restaurant she frequented.

The biggest feature of this noodle shop is that it is posted on the wall: "After eating a family photo of our store, you can get a free order and a bonus of 100 yuan, which can be completed within two hours." ”

Song Pingguo took Lei Qiu to sit down next to a table, and shouted to the counter arrogantly: "Boss, come to the family photo, you want to time." ”