Chapter 115: Mantra

"You're going to the crew tomorrow?"

Jiang Yan looked at Jiang Luoli who was packing his luggage.

"Yes, the crew is over there in Hengdian, and Sister Dan has already negotiated the salary with Director Hu." Jiang Luoli put the suitcase at the door.

"I am the female number one in the movie "Catch the Heart", and it is estimated that I will stay in the crew for two or three months, but fortunately, Hengdian is quite close to home, and it takes about two hours to drive."

Jiang Luoli wiped the sweat from her forehead.

"That's a good feeling."

Jiang Yan is worried about going to Su City to record a show the day after tomorrow, how can she hide it from Jiang Luoli, if she goes to Hengdian to make a movie, Jiang Yan doesn't even have to think about the reason.

"East and West, Jiangnan and Saibei. The migration of people has led to the meeting of food, and the separation of food has witnessed the gathering and dispersion of people. ”

Jiang Yan heard a familiar voice.

At this time, Jiang Mu, who was sitting on the sofa, was knitting a sweater while watching "Great Country Food".

"This is the variety show promoted by Yanjing Channel recently, right?" Jiang Luoli sat down next to her mother.

The TV screen was playing the most common soup dumpling method in China, and Jiang Yan's mellow and magnetic dubbing reached the audience's ears.

"The skin of the soup dumplings is thin, and even translucent, and when you open your mouth to take a bite, the delicious juice inside flows into your mouth, and you bite into the meat ball soaked in juice, which is not fat or greasy, and the entrance is smooth...... That's beautiful! ”

While watching the video and listening to the dubbing, Jiang Luoli swallowed her saliva.

In particular, the camera also gives a close-up of the soup dumpling, the soup dumpling with chopsticks is shaky, and it is full of soup crystal clear, like a work of art!

"Mom!"

Jiang Luoli gently shook Jiang Mu's arm.

"What's wrong?"

"I'm hungry, I want to eat soup-filled xiaolongbao." Jiang Luoli pouted and said.

Mother Jiang: "??? ”

"Eat at seven o'clock, hungry at eight?" Mother Jiang shook her head speechlessly.

"Mom~ I want to order takeout."

Jiang Luoli began to be coquettish.

Unless there are special circumstances, my mother has always not allowed Jiang Yan and Jiang Luoli to order takeout, which is unhygienic.

"No way!"

"Jiang Yan, are you hungry?" Jiang Luoli looked at Jiang Yan.

"I'm not hungry."

Jiang Yan took out a large bag of snacks from the e-sports room, which Xu Wenxue bought, and set up a snack area in the e-sports room for this purpose.

Even if "Big Country Food" is dubbed by himself, Jiang Yan also feels that it is a pleasure to eat snacks and watch the show.

"Give me some too!" Jiang Luoli tore open a packet of potato chips.

At the beginning of the first issue of "Great Country Cuisine", it is about the preparation of soup dumplings and traditional Chinese breakfast.

The show lasts for two hours, followed by lamb-related delicacies.

"Finger lamb without salt is the key to lamb stewing, salt as a strong electrolyte will destroy the cell membrane of mutton, so that the water in the meat oozes out and loses elasticity and the taste is old. After nearly two hours of simmering, the muscle fibers soften and contain water, and the mutton is not greasy, rich and delicious. Salt will only appear before serving, which not only increases the taste but does not affect the taste of cooked meat, and doubles the freshness. ”

Jiang Luoli suddenly felt that the potato chips in her hand were not fragrant!

She can still endure the soup xiaolongbao, but who can stand the mutton by hand!

When a group of Mongolian men appeared on the TV screen drinking and eating meat, coupled with Jiang Yan's dubbing, Jiang Luoli put the potato chips on the table.

"Mom, let's go eat hand-caught mutton in a few days!"

"Okay, I know there is a restaurant where hand-grabbed mutton is special, so the whole family will try it this Saturday."

Mother Jiang is also a little greedy.

"The charcoal fire of the fire-roasted mutton releases the umami of the mutton, and the burnt aroma is on the face. The greasy fat of the fat has been roasted by the fire to a crispy crisp, the lean meat is stolen, the fat and the thin are suitable, and the meat is tender and juicy. ”

"By the way, I will order another roast whole lamb!" Jiang Luoli felt like she was about to go crazy.

"Have you finished eating?"

Jiang Yan teased.

"After eating, I feel like I can eat a cow now!"

"No, no, I can't watch this show, and if I continue to watch it, I will sleep at night and sleep with sheep."

Jiang Luo hurriedly left and went to the bedroom.

In the dead of night, Jiang Yan was writing in the room, and the sound of crackling keyboards was endless.

Knock Knock Knock –

A knock on the door?

Jiang Yan tiptoed to the living room, the light was not turned on, and he saw Jiang Luoli sitting on the dining chair in his pajamas.

There was a faint smell of mutton in the air, and Jiang Luoli put on disposable gloves to open the takeaway box.

"Why doesn't it feel like that?"

After eating a few bites of hand-grabbed mutton, Jiang Luoli muttered to herself.

Soon Jiang Luoli figured it out and took out her mobile phone to play "Great Country Cuisine".

"The pigs on the plateau are not ordinary road goods, and the top Norden ham can grow the perfect oil. To make ham fried rice, mix the hot rice with diced meat, and use your hands to gather together while it is hot, so that the rice and meat are mixed together, and the taste is best when eaten hot. ”

Jiang Yan's mellow and magnetic voice appeared, and Jiang Luoli ate the hand-grabbed mutton with a satisfied expression.

"Does that smell?"

Jiang Yan stood behind Jiang Luoli and asked coldly.

"Yes, it's delicious, do you want to have a bite too?" Jiang Luoli's eyes widened after speaking.

"Jiang Yan, don't tell my mother that I order takeout!"

Jiang Luoli said with a weak heart.

"Feed me!" The corners of Jiang Yan's mouth hooked up with a smile.

"Fifty yuan of hand-grabbed mutton, I didn't eat a few bites, and you ate it all!" Jiang Luoli said aggrievedly.

"You are a star now, celebrities should pay attention to body management, I am helping you!"

Jiang Yan was satisfied.

Originally, I was ready to go to bed, but I didn't expect to have a supper for nothing.

"Your Majesty, it's time to work when you're full." Jiang Luoli hugged Jiang Yan's neck and muttered softly.

"You're right, go out, don't disturb my work." Ring Zhongwen Network

Jiang Yan continued to crackle and tap on the keyboard.

More than one million words have been released in the book "Covering the Sky", and Jiang Yan's hand speed has also increased significantly, from two thousand words in one hour at the beginning, to now Jiang Yan can easily write eight thousand words in an hour.

"Boring!" Jiang Luoli touched Jiang Yan's abdominal muscles and left.

The manuscript for the next month was set to be released on a regular basis, and Jiang Yan lay on the bed and wrapped the air conditioner quilt tightly.

The day after tomorrow, he went to Suzhou City to record "The Masked Singer", and the chief director of the last issue temporarily changed the rules, and the singers and singers guessed each other, and the reward for guessing correctly was two million.

That's two million, and if you guess the other five singers, it's 10 million!

His appearance fee is only eight million, and thinking of this, Jiang Yan can't help but sigh at the wealth of Lychee Terrace.

"The chief director is really a chicken thief, I guessed Lan Cailiang's identity before announcing the new rules."

Jiang Yan stared at the ceiling.

He suddenly remembered that day at the gate of Lychee Terrace, there was a paparazzi who was holding his thighs and refused to let go, so he dragged the paparazzi and ran wildly.

Immediately afterwards, the fox singer clapped his hands and applauded, and the chief director of the program team also rushed to hear the news.

"My aunt, don't make trouble here!"

The chief director's expression was helpless.

Auntie?

Is this the mantra of the chief director, or is it that the fox singer is not a man?!