MTL - After Entering a Book, He Just Wants to be a Flower Vase-Chapter 15 Schrödinger's Cooking

Hearing Director Mu's question, Jiang Dao blinked and smiled.

"Even if you have never seen a war..." he argued strongly, "I also know that the outcome of a war cannot be determined by one person alone. Although sometimes individual soldiers can play a key role in a war, but " "Han Xiao" is really a little too much, that's not a soldier king, but a god!"

"Hahahaha!" Mu Zhixing laughed loudly when he heard the words, "The one who dares to comment on my movie in front of me, except for a few old guys, is you."

Jiang Dao shrugged, not afraid at all.

"However, you have a keen sense." Mu Zhixing continued, ""Han Xiao" is a commercial film, and it was made to earn box office. Of course, the audience can make whatever they like. "Returning to the Nest" is my personal work. Not for making money, not even for winning prizes, just because I like this book, and I was lucky enough to meet the right actor, so I filmed it."

"That's why it doesn't sell well." Chu Yinlong added, "The emotional tone is too desperate."

"I don't think it's desperate enough."

Jiang Dao chuckled: "If the two teams of soldiers were sacrificed at the beginning, they were the bait released, and they went to rescue the small city, in fact, it was just to distract the main force of the enemy... In the end, no one survived, including the city. residents."

"Hiss..." Director Mu grinned, with a toothache on his face.

"Then it will become a banned film!" Chu Yinlong was speechless, "What are you thinking about?"

"It's more realistic." Jiang Dao replied with a smile.

After being silent for a while, Chu Yinlong asked Director Mu: "Why do I feel that the black wolf is not as black as him?"

Mu Zhixing laughed out loud.

…

Two hours later, the car finally stopped on a slightly deserted street.

Jiang Dao, Chu Yinlong and Mu Zhixing were taken into a residential house rented by the program team for a short rest. After taking care of their styling, makeup and hair, the three of them were sent to a car and drove to the winding and rugged mountain road.

After taking a car for 20 minutes, and then changing to a boat prepared by the program team, and crossing a lake, Jiang Dao finally saw the scattered villages on the islands in the middle of the lake.

At the entrance of the village pier, there are already cameras waiting there to follow up.

"How did you find this place?" Mu Zhixing was so agile that he didn't look like he was over fifty. He was the first to disembark and landed, and sighed, "My good guy, what a paradise? There are no roads, so I have to take a boat ..."

The director of the program team who followed hurried forward to take Director Mu's luggage, and said with a shy smile, "But the scenery is good, and the rent is cheap."

Jiang Dao jumped ashore with a suitcase in his hand, and silently followed Director Mu, looking around curiously, observing the environment here.

This island has a large drop. There is a not-so-short mountain on the island. You can see winding stone steps, houses climbing up the mountain, and smoke rising from the kitchen. It is obvious that there are people living there. He is used to the city life described in the book, but this is the first time he has seen such an original village in this world.

"How?" Chu Yinlong asked, "Does the talisman match the 'place with beautiful mountains and clear waters' in your dream?"

"Very good." Jiang Dao nodded and looked at Chu Yinlong, "So you specially invited me to record this variety show?"

Chu Yinlong admitted it very simply: "Yes."

He added with a smile: "Being an artist has this advantage. What kind of life you want to live, you can always find an opportunity to try it out... Even if you want to be a soldier, there are also variety shows that cooperate with military training bases. The instructors in it are all real soldier."

"Not a soldier." Jiang Dao shook his head quickly, "I will never be a soldier in this life."

"Are you afraid of suffering?" Chu Yinlong asked with a smile.

"It's not that I'm afraid, but since I can avoid suffering, I don't need to rush to eat it." Jiang Dao squinted at him, "I haven't had enough of all the delicious food in the world. Why suffer, right?"

The director of the program group who was walking in front turned his head to look at Jiang Dao, then turned back silently, sighing inwardly.

Today's young artists, who else can really suffer... Although most of them work hard enough, compared with their predecessors, life is really much better.

A group of people climbed along the mountain road until they were close to the top of the mountain, and finally stopped at a platform.

The director returned the luggage in his hand to Mu Zhixing, and arranged for all the staff to return to the small courtyard, and began to shoot the scene where the three of Jiang Dao arrived at Taoyuan Residence.

After changing the camera position four times before and after entering the scene, the filming was completed. The three of them walked into the dilapidated mountain courtyard in front of them, and saw a handsome handsome man with a strong physique coming out of the house with a smile.

"Oh! Xiao Chu, you are finally here, it's really hard to invite!" He stepped forward to give Chu Yinlong a bear hug, and then stretched out his hand to Mu Zhixing, "Long time no see, Director Mu!"

"Damn, I just met him at the audition last week!" Mu Zhixing obviously knew him very well, and he was not polite.

Next to him, the director of the program group raised his hand, then retracted it, his face full of hesitation and hesitation.

The handsome uncle saw his entanglement, he laughed and said: "Director Mu, swearing is not allowed to be broadcast, let's record it again."

Mu Zhixing: ...

After re-recording the greetings and greetings, the four permanent residents of Taoyuanju finally showed their faces.

The handsome handsome uncle named Qi Peng is a powerful old actor. His wife Haitang used to be a dancer, and later entered the entertainment industry. Now, together with Qi Peng, he has become a resident of "Taoyuan Dreamland" , is a real husband and wife file.

In addition, there are two young rookies in Taoyuanju, the elder brother Cheng Zhiyi, and the younger brother An Zhe. The elder brother is a talented student from a major, and Qi Peng's favorite student; the younger brother is a popular idol artist who is learning dance from Haitang.

"Okay, Xiao Yi takes Director Mu to go to the house on the east side. An An, take Brother Long and Xiao Dao to the west." Qi Peng said, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Xiao Chu, you slept with Xiao Dao Is there a problem with one house? We don’t have enough houses this time, the roof of the house in the southwest corner was blown out before, and it hasn’t been repaired yet, so we can’t live in it.”

"I'm fine." After Chu Yinlong finished speaking, he looked at Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao shrugged: "I have no problem."

Although he answered decisively, when Chu Yinlong followed Anzhe to the west chamber and saw the layout of the room, his face immediately turned bright.

"Just one bed?" Chu Yinlong looked at An Zhe.

"Well...the conditions this season are so, so bad, I'm really sorry..." An Zhe was a little afraid of Chu Yinlong, and he spoke tremblingly, "Why, why don't you live in my room, and my brother and I sleep in separate beds of…"

"No need, just here, we don't do anything special."

After finishing speaking, Chu Yinlong looked at Jiang Dao again: "Sleep in the same bed with me, okay?"

"Okay." Jiang Dao didn't care, and directly put the suitcase beside the bed.

Not to mention sharing a bed with others, he even slept in a palm-sized grass nest with his comrades before, and this bed was much more spacious than that grass nest.

"The quilt is, it's separate." Anzhe hurriedly dragged out the second quilt from the cabinet, "It's just that the bed is a bit smaller, and... the wooden boards may make noise."

Jiang Dao glanced at the quilts piled on the bed, and silently raised his hands to wipe away his sweat.

In this hot weather, there is no air conditioner in the house, so is it meaningful to have two quilts? In the end, I was afraid that they would all be kicked under the bed.

After a brief tidying up of daily necessities, Haitang was calling for someone to eat in the yard.

Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong went out side by side, and found that a round table had been set up under the wooden shed in the yard. On the table were four dishes and one soup, plus a large bowl of noodles and three kinds of dishes.

"This season's kitchen equipment is not complete, rice is not boring, and we eat more noodles as a staple food." Qi Peng took the pastor and sat down at the table, pointing to the vacant seat, "Sit whatever you want, no matter your seniority in our Taoyuan Residence, Sit wherever you like."

Looking at the dishes on the table, Jiang Dao twitched his nose and asked, "Sister Haitang made this all by herself?"

"Yes, isn't it amazing?" Qi Peng smiled proudly, "Come and try, the cold noodle juice she made is really good, you can add whatever dishes you like."

"Indeed, it's been a long time since I ate the chicken shredded cold noodles made by Sister Haitang."

Naturally, Chu Yinlong would not be polite to Qi Peng, so he stood up and took a bowl of noodles, stretched out his chopsticks to pick up some of each dish, and finally poured sauce on it, mixed well—put it in front of Jiang Dao.

"Taste."

Jiang Dao, who was about to get up to grab noodles, sat back silently.

He bit the tip of his chopsticks, smiled as he watched Chu Yinlong mix another bowl of noodles, and joked, "I personally made egg tarts for you, so why don't you return the cold noodles made by Sister Haitang?"

"Tsk," Chu Yinlong looked at Jiang Dao, "Then I will cook myself tomorrow?"

"Don't do it!" Qi Peng hurriedly stopped.

"Forget it!" Director Mu also exclaimed immediately.

Jiang Dao was amused: "What? Teacher Chu can't cook?"

Qi Peng's expression was terrible: "The food he makes tastes okay, but it's a bit expensive for the kitchen."

Director Mu also recalled: "When he was filming "God of Chef", he originally wanted to learn a few dishes from the chef consultant in the group... Hey, did he burn a few pots later? I remember giving all the cooking shovels burnt?"

Chu Yinlong: ...

Jiang Dao was puzzled: "Isn't the cooking shovel made of iron? Can it burn too?"

Mu Zhixing spread his hands: "We were also very puzzled, but he did it. The shovel was completely burnt black, and it broke when touched... Later, when shooting, the prop team was worried throughout the whole process, for fear that one of his shots would blow up the stove."

Qi Peng said: "Later he was cooking at home and caused three fires. Fortunately, he was not so popular at that time, otherwise he would have been on the hot search for a few days. Good guy, moving three times in a row was because of fires Some people speculated whether he had an enemy who set the fire on purpose."

Jiang Dao: ...

"But it's strange, the food he cooks tastes really good." Qi Peng looked complicated, "As long as the kitchen is fine, his dishes will be successful."

"Schrödinger's culinary skills." Cheng Zhiyi suddenly said, "If you don't succeed, you will succeed."

Everyone laughed.

Haitang came over with a plate of sliced ​​watermelons, and said with a smile: "Then you must not touch my kitchen for the next two days. Our conditions are already difficult enough, and if you burn them for us, you will not be able to invite guests in the future." gone."

Chu Yinlong quickly changed the subject: "Why, you are still worried that you won't be able to invite guests for this show?"

Qi Peng tutted his head and shook his head: "What's the use of a good word of mouth? The accommodation conditions this season are too bad, and the work going up and down the mountain is heavy. Didn't you notice that there is no running water in this yard, and you have to go down the mountain to pick up water from the lake, and then pour it into the house?" In the water tank...why should I look for you so many times?"

Chu Yinlong raised his eyebrows: "You asked me to carry water for you?"

Qi Peng chuckled: "That's not true. You were born as a monk in Huaishan Temple, so you should be very skilled at carrying water."

Chu Yinlong: ...

"Brother Peng." He said calmly, "I've never carried water in Huaishan Temple. They have tap water."