Chapter 17: The Disgusted Journalist

"Hurry up and let someone stop him, don't let him come!"

"Field affairs, field affairs, hurry up, Director Jin's rice bowl is bigger than Chef Wang's pot, he came in, we still have a fart!"

Director Jin held a rice bowl and was surrounded by everyone on the periphery of the crowd.

It can be described as a canoe in the middle of a big wave.

"Damn, don't squeeze me, I only eat a little!"

"What only hits a little? You're so shameless! ”

"Damn, I recognize this voice, it's a field officer, right? Dare to scold Lao Tzu! ”

"Director Jin, I'm the field worker, I'm all squeezed away!"

At the same time, there are people in the back who are constantly crowding this way.

The crowd was crowded, and the scene was not spectacular.

"Don't rob, don't rob, okay? I'm a producer, get out of the way! ”

"The producer has a lot of hair, no, lean back!"

Seeing this scene, the reporters of the central media couldn't help but be confused.

What happened to this group of people? Have you not eaten in days?

Moreover, when they hear the word "open rice", what are they excited about?

Following Li Xiaodan, everyone in the press corps also followed curiously.

Originally, this group of people thought that they were eating a full banquet of Manchu and Han, a gluttonous feast.

But when they got to the kitchen, they were stupid.

So many people, just to grab a big pot of rice?

Moreover, even these top stars starring in the starring role are also coaxing?

Oh, my God!

The group of people in the crew of "Mr. Good" haven't eaten enough for a few days?

Looking at the scene of crowd scrambling, these reporters, along with the cameraman, looked at you.

Just as they were surprised, the assistant director happened to pass by.

He had just finished cooking, and after experiencing the rice grabbing just now, the whole person was a little vicissitudes.

The assistant director first straightened his collar.

Then he straightened the work card that was brought to the back when he grabbed the meal just now.

He came to Li Xiaodan and said with a smile.

"Hello reporters, has it been a hard journey?"

"I am the assistant director of the crew of "Mr. Good", just call me Lao Yao."

"It's also a coincidence that you came at this time, and it just so happened that Chef Wang of our crew made a new dish."

"I've already commanded you to reserve a seat for a few of you."

"Eat more!"

Assistant director Lao Yao said excitedly, spitting stars flying.

His words were like eating a big pot of rice in their crew, as if he was particularly honored.

Li Xiaodan glanced at the colleagues next to him and frowned a little displeasedly.

You know, they are reporters for the central media.

I came here to promote your "Mr. Good" crew, and you won't say anything if you don't arrange anything else.

This is coming from afar, and you still have to arrange for your own group of people to rub it?

I heard that near the film and television city, there is a nine-day building, and the evaluation is particularly high.

And just a meal, how much can it cost?

It's better than eating a big pot of rice here, right? Besides, how can anyone say that they entertain guests and use a big pot of rice?

If the sanitary conditions are not up to standard and the stomach is broken, who is responsible?

Li Xiaodan didn't ask the crew to invite them to eat a full banquet.

I just think that the crew of "Mr. Good" is indeed a little disrespectful to do this.

This is a big production, and there are many star crews, will they be so short of funds?

Although Li Xiaodan was dissatisfied, she still did not show it out of professionalism.

She nodded to the assistant director Lao Yao, and followed with a slightly unhappy expression.

They didn't go far before they saw the group performers who had already grabbed the meal.

This group of people was in groups of three or five, squatting on the side, and they looked very embarrassed.

It was like he hadn't eaten in days, and his expression was intoxicated, accompanied by the sound of a smack.

Seeing this scene, Li Xiaodan's brows furrowed.

This is really unsightly, is this what these group performances are like this?

……

At the same time, in the kitchen of the crew.

Wang Tianhe was also constantly busy in front of the stove.

Heat the oil, pour the chopped green onion and garlic prepared in advance into it and stir-fry over high heat.

After the aroma of the ingredients is thoroughly stimulated, add the shredded potatoes.

The slender and uniform shredded potatoes quickly turned into a golden color under the chemical reaction of high temperatures.

At this time, pour balsamic vinegar on the side of the pot, and a dish of vinegar and shredded potatoes will come out of the pot.

And outside the kitchen in the open-air dining room.

The hungry lead actors can't wait for it.

Especially Zhao Ling'er, who was sitting closest to the kitchen, kept swallowing this saliva and looked at the direction of the kitchen expectantly.

From time to time, she sniffed her nose, but unfortunately, she couldn't smell anything after trying hard for a long time.

In desperation, I had to sit here quietly and wait.

The vinegared shredded potatoes she ate yesterday were definitely the best shredded potatoes she had ever tasted!

It's a pity that when I ate it yesterday, it was too fast, and I didn't keep the delicious taste in my memory.

Therefore, she is looking forward to Wang Tianhe's vinegared shredded potatoes more than anyone else today.

On Zhao Ling'er's side, Che Xiao also looked at the kitchen curiously.

Everyone said that Chef Wang would cook a new dish for them at noon today, but they didn't know what the new dish was.

Is it a meat dish, or is it an ingredient?

After thinking for a long time, she looked at Zhao Ling'er beside her and asked softly, "Ling'er, do you know what today's new dish is?" ”

"I guess it's super delicious vinegared shredded potatoes!"

The other end.

In the back row of the alfresco dining room outside the kitchen.

Li Xiaodan looked around and became a little confused.

The crew of "Mr. Good" is really incomprehensible.

Forget about eating a big pot of rice, they even built an outdoor restaurant here.

And, those leading actors have been looking out into the kitchen.

Could it be that they are waiting for the so-called new dish?

At this time, assistant director Lao Yao came over.

He was followed by several field attendants, each holding a foam box.

Inside, all of them are freshly cooked lunches.

"Reporter Li, you should sit here first."

"The new dish hasn't come out yet, so I guess you'll have to wait a while."

"I'll ask someone to bring a few servings of fried rice with eggs and fried lamb with green onions for you to taste."

"Let me tell you, this delicacy can only be eaten in our crew!"

Lao Yao waved his hand and motioned for the field staff to put down the box and distribute the lunch box to the reporter.

Li Xiaodan's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at the field ghosts and they distributed boxed lunches.

Soon, two plastic lunch boxes were placed in front of her.

Egg... Fried rice?

Fried lamb with green onions?

Only these two things?

Li Xiaodan opened the lunch box suspiciously.

I saw that the egg fried rice inside was shiny, and at the same time, the scallion fried mutton was also full of soup.

It doesn't look good...

Li Xiaodan turned his head and wanted to change it with his colleagues, planning to have a copy that didn't look so greasy.

But she found that the boxed lunch in her colleague's hand was exactly the same as her own.

Don't even give yourself a chance to choose?