"What, you sued me for being the daughter who had a stomach bleeding last time? Don't sue me she's as annoyed as that stomach bleed, then I can go crazy. ”

Raichu wasn't as easy-going as he seemed. She will never show her personality when she performs, which does not mean that she does not.

She is essentially a flamboyant and sharp person, never showing weakness or even being unreasonable, always daring to challenge, always daring to release her feelings to the fullest, in front of the camera on stage, and even more so in front of people who are hostile to her.

If you bully Raichu as a soft persimmon that is easy to pinch, then being drunk to the point of stomach bleeding is already a good result.

There are not many people in the private room, Lei Qiu's friend Director Xia Yiming, and a few actors with very unfamiliar faces, not only are their faces unfamiliar, but it is estimated that no one knows the registration word.

Then Xia Yiming told Lei Qiu the ins and outs of the whole thing, the cause of the incident was the daughter of the sponsor who was drunk by Lei Qiu to stomach bleeding last time, a clear stream in the rich second generation, no smoking, no alcohol, no bad habits, and even golf doesn't like to play, so he likes to find a group of people to make his favorite books into TV series.

Most of the books she likes are not too famous, and the actors she chose are basically not famous, and the director she picked, Xia Yiming, resolutely defended herself, thinking that she was still very discerning in choosing directors, otherwise how could she choose him as particularly talented. It was definitely not because he and Gong Xiao were originally good friends that Gong Xiao asked him to shoot.

Gong Xiao was not late for long, and soon there was a burst of stinky tofu...... Xiang Xiang walked into the private room, sat down in the vacant seat next to her, lowered her head and bit off a stinky tofu from the bamboo skewer, swallowed it and greeted everyone warmly: "Come on, come on, everyone eat first, you're welcome, you and I will definitely not be able to eat if you are polite." ”

The audience was shocked.

knew that she was fresh and refined, but who knew that she was so fresh and refined, no one dared to speak for a while, everyone silently picked up the dishes, and then pounded them with chopsticks and pretended to be eating.

Only Xia Yiming knew what kind of virtue Gong Xiao was, and silently began to take the opportunity to eat.

Then, under Xia Yiming's grateful gaze, Lei Qiu finally opened his mouth to break the deadlock.

"Where did you buy stinky tofu?"

"There is an alley on the left corner of the door."

"Can you give me a taste?"

"Only one!"

Gong Xiao and Lei Qiu established a strong revolutionary friendship in an instant, and they were seen talking and laughing and drinking and eating at the entire wine table, and there was no room for others to interfere in it.

Once people have a common hobby, whether strange or familiar, they will quickly shorten the distance with each other in their hearts, build a temporary bridge for in-depth communication, and if the bridge does not collapse after in-depth communication, then these two people will become good friends with lightning speed.

Although Richu had drunk her dad until his stomach bleed, her dad had recovered after all: and had begun to quit drinking.

The two people who were full of enthusiasm for eating completely ignored the other group of people at the table, and when they heard Lei Qiu say that Song Pingguo's cooking was particularly delicious, she proposed a Jian Yì that made Xia Yiming almost squirt a mouthful of soup in his mouth onto the table.

"In that case, you ask her to cook a dish, and if I think it's delicious, the role will be given to you. Anyway, I don't like this role, it's the same for anyone who plays it. Gong Xiao also patted Lei Qiu's shoulder, "Okay?" ”

Only then did everyone think about it, no matter how fresh and refined it is, this is also a rich second generation who is so willful that he invests in his favorite novels one by one to make TV series, and then he is so capricious that he assigns roles like this, which is completely acceptable.

Making a dish is also a task for Song Pingguo, she is happy to help Lei Qiu, although before helping, she still covered her face and felt that she was so poor, and her whole body exuded an aura of incapacity.

"Then you can get me a chicken." Song Pingguo emphasized, "Live, old hen, suitable for boiling soup." ”

"Good!" Speaking of this, Gong Xiao also said that he was as happy as Lei Qiu, and immediately took out his mobile phone, "Do you want a chicken?" ”

Song Pingguo thought for a while, and also took out her mobile phone and typed a string of things on the memo and handed it to Gong Xiaoye. Gong Xiao also took the mobile phone and read it to the other end of the phone: "Old hen, cabbage, scallops, ham, pork ribs, duck, chicken breast...... The lineup is quite luxurious. ”

After Gong Xiaoye's subordinates prepared everything and sent it over, Gong Xiaoye lent the hotel kitchen to Song Pingguo.

Xia Yiming's eyes widened and he looked at Gong Xiaoye: "Why didn't you tell me that this hotel is yours before?" I pay in full every time! ”

"You should have paid in full every time." Gong Xiao also knocked on his head, "And most of the time, don't I pay the bill, where are you every time." ”

Song Pingguo over there had already taken out the scallops from the box containing the ingredients and soaked them in warm water.

Everyone held their breath and waited to see what she was going to do.

"Uh......" Song Pingguo scratched her head and turned around in embarrassment, "...... Oh yes, this scallop has to be soaked overnight. ”

The next morning, Song Pingguo's long hair was tied behind her head, and her delicate face became a beautiful scenery in this early morning - of course, the first thing everyone noticed was that she was holding a cabbage in her arms, a plastic bag with ham and ribs, and a chicken and a duck in her hands.

Fortunately, Lei Qiu quickly ran down from the upstairs to help her share a part, and then Gong Xiaoye's car stopped in front of them, and Gong Xiao also poked his head out of the passenger seat while nibbling on pancakes, and motioned for the two of them to get into the car.

"Raichu, I don't like your character, but this book is quite interesting." Gong Xiao also finished nibbling on the pancakes in two bites, fastened his seat belt, and turned around like a child to talk to Lei Qiu in the back row, "It's called "The Old Man Still Sings", have you heard of it?" ”

After Raichu said that she hadn't heard of it, she immediately showed a smug expression of "I knew you hadn't heard of it", and took out a copy directly from her bag and gave it to Raichu: "Take it and look at it." ”

Raichu would get motion sickness when reading a book in the car, so she flipped the book to the back and glanced at the introduction written on the back.

It is probably about the emperor of an alternate dynasty who gradually lost the trust of his former comrades-in-arms and companions after ascending the throne, and almost no one in the court believed him, but the people were in turmoil......

The introduction is written very briefly, Lei Qiu put down the book and guessed what kind of character he would get, and Gong Xiao was also very enthusiastic in the introduction: "I think the author's emotional description is particularly delicate, especially the kind of sympathy between heroes and heroes, and in the end, the person who was estranged returned to the protagonist and kept this ......country for him."

In this way, listening to Gong Xiao also excitedly talk all the way, they finally arrived at the hotel last night.

It was still early before the restaurant opened, and there was no one in the back kitchen, so Song Pingguo threw the processed pork ribs, chicken, duck, ham, and scallops into a large pot, put enough water, and then began to carefully control the heat. The flames continued to grow larger and smaller between medium and small fires, Lei Qiu and Gong Xiao were also watching from the side, the water in the pot was also boiling for a while and then subsided, and the ingredients were quietly tumbling in the water, exuding an unexpectedly rich fragrance.

The water never boiled continuously, and the flavors were not thoroughly mixed again, and the aromas that diffused in the air were perfectly blended and clearly distinguished.

"You two don't get in the way, I'll call you when I'm ready." Song Pingguo had to drive away the two gluttonous ghosts who were on the edge of the pot and wanted to jump in directly, "If I get in the way, I'm going to take violence." ”

When the soup was almost stewed, Song Pingguo leaned over and took the kitchen knife while paying attention to the heat, chopped the chicken breast into finely minced meat, and gently put it into the pot.

Song Pingguo slowly stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon, because the pot was too big and the soup was too fragrant, Lei Qiu suddenly felt that he was about to get a poisoned apple to poison Snow White.

"Can you drink it?" Gong Xiao was also looking forward to it, "Can I not put cabbage in my share?" ”

The minced meat full of impurities was floating in the pot, Song Pingguo took out a large bowl and put it on the table, took out a piece of linen cloth from his pocket, and spread it out on the mouth of the bowl: "Lei Qiu, help me stretch the cloth." ”

Song Pingguo carefully divided the contents of the pot into another pot first, and then carefully poured it into the bowl to prevent it from burning Lei Qiu's tense sackcloth hand, Lei Qiu didn't care whether his hands would be burned at all, and asked Song Pingguo eagerly: "Then don't you want all the things in the pot?" ”

"yes, no." Song Pingguo smiled and skimmed off a layer of oil from the soup with an iron spoon, peeled off the outer layers of the cabbage, and put it in an empty bowl.

Song Pingguo took a porcelain bowl full of clear soup and poured it on the cabbage in another bowl, and under the attentive gaze of Lei Qiu and Gong Xiao, the cabbage in the bowl stretched out its emerald leaves, and the leaves that had absorbed the soup were full and attractive.

Lei Qiu quickly turned out three spoons, handed one to Song Pingguo and Gong Xiaoye, and then took a sip of it himself.

It's delicious and rich, but without the slightest hint of oiliness and impurities, making you want to freeze the flavor on your tongue. The three of them gathered around the bowl and drank a large bowl of soup one after another, all smiling contentedly.

When she returned to the rental house, Song Pingguo remembered a crucial question, and ran to the opposite side and knocked on Lei Qiu's door: "However, how to solve the problem of playing as soon as you hear the card?" ”

"Do your best." Raichu silently raised his head and looked up at the ceiling, "Obey the destiny of ......"