MTL - After Entering a Book, He Just Wants to be a Flower Vase-Chapter 17 have a chance to try

Chu Yinlong stared at Jiang Dao for a while, and was about to get out of bed to wake him up, when Jiang Dao suddenly opened his eyes and stabbed at him.

At that moment, Jiang Dao's gaze was cold and sharp, like a sword that drank all the blood, overflowing with murderous aura.

However, after a while, Jiang Dao yawned, stretched his limbs, and stretched his waist, and his temperament suddenly became as lazy as a cat.

"Morning..." Jiang Dao took off his earphones, turned off the online drama, and threw the pillow in his arms back on the bed.

"Why did you sleep on the chair?" Chu Yinlong asked, "Too hot? Or did I squeeze you?"

"No." Jiang Dao smiled, "It's too quiet to sleep, I have to listen to something... the phone is dead, so I can only come here."

Hearing this explanation, Chu Yinlong was surprised: "To this extent?"

Jiang Dao nodded: "Well, you have to listen to people talking. Music doesn't work, and movie episodes are played for too long and no one talks and you will wake up."

Chu Yinlong shook his head speechlessly. Suddenly remembered something, he turned around and rummaged through his backpack, found a small box and threw it to Jiang Dao.

"Bluetooth headset, you use it first. Charge it during the day, and it should be fine for a night."

Jiang Dao was also polite, took it in his hand, and said "thank you" to Chu Yinlong.

He actually has a Bluetooth headset, but he doesn't know whether it's the quality problem or the price is not enough. The battery life is only two hours, so it's better to plug in the cable, so he simply didn't bring it.

It was only early five o'clock in the morning, and it was already bright outside the window. The chirping of birds echoed in the forest, occasionally mixed with the crowing of chickens and dogs from other parts of the mountain village.

Unable to fall asleep anyway, Jiang Dao and Chu Yinlong simply got up. As soon as he walked into the yard, he saw Qi Peng also come out of the house.

"I'll go for a morning jog later, with Xiao Chu?" Qi Peng said, picking up the toothbrush and walking to the bathroom.

"Okay." Chu Yinlong agreed, "Where are you going?"

"Go down the mountain and circle the island twice, exactly ten kilometers." Qi Peng's voice came from the bathroom, "I have a GoPro here, I will take it with me later, and I will take some shots for you."

After washing up, Qi Peng came out of the house with a GoPro, but saw that Chu Yinlong was not the only one waiting at the door of Taoyuan Residence.

"Xiao Dao also runs in the morning?" He looked at Jiang Dao in surprise.

Jiang Dao nodded: "At home, I run five kilometers in the morning and five kilometers in the evening. I haven't tried running 10 kilometers before, so I will try it... If it doesn't work, I will stop in the middle."

He was still a little uncertain about whether the heart and lungs of this body could hold up, so he didn't talk too much.

"Okay then, let's go." Qi Peng beckoned, and the three of them went down the mountain together.

Although the conditions on this island in the middle of the lake are a bit harsh, I have to admit that the environment is really good. Even in the early summer morning, there is no heat at all. The cool breeze brings a little moist fresh air, and the surrounding birdsong and human voice It seems to be much clearer because of this.

The three of Jiang Dao came to the shore of the lake at the foot of the mountain and started jogging along the well-tamped and leveled embankment road.

Along the way, passing the houses and wharves at the foot of the mountain, and villagers greeted them with smiles, obviously they already knew Qi Peng.

After the first five-kilometer lap, Jiang Dao could barely keep up with the two of them.

At the end of the second five-kilometer lap, Jiang Dao was several hundred meters behind Qi Peng and Chu Yinlong. When he finally arrived at the top of the stairs, he saw Qi Peng and Chu Yinlong waiting for him, and Cheng Zhiyi and An Zhe were standing beside him.

"Not bad, Xiao Dao," Qi Peng praised with a smile, "I really managed to run down ten kilometers."

Jiang Dao waved his hands, gasping for breath, unable to speak.

Qi Peng pointed to the buckets filled with water under Cheng Zhiyi's feet, and teased him: "Do you still have the strength to carry water up the mountain?"

Looking at the volume of those buckets of water, Jiang Dao raised his hand to wipe his sweat: "As long as...you are not afraid of me...sprinkle it halfway..."

Qi Peng laughed out loud, obviously he didn't take what he said just now seriously.

Cheng Zhiyi and An Zhe also smiled kindly, picked up two buckets of water each, and followed the three of them up the mountain.

Back at Taoyuan Residence, Jiang Dao found that breakfast was ready, and two cameras were already in place.

After simply scrubbing and changing clothes, Jiang Dao had breakfast with everyone, and all other staff members of the director's team also arrived.

Next, the feature film of this episode of the variety show officially started shooting. The task in the morning was to go to the villagers’ homes to pick up goose eggs, take them to the town by boat, and exchange lunch ingredients with the canteen set up by the program team there.

"Let's think about what to have for lunch first, and then consider how many goose eggs we need to pick up." Qi Peng is an old resident, and he is well versed in the routines of the program group. It's broken, so it's best to replace it with a fresh one every day."

"I brought bacon and dried beans," Chu Yinlong said, "should be able to support a dish, so we can save a few things to change."

"I brought a roast chicken, vacuum-packed." Mu Zhixing said with a smile, "We can have one for lunch and one tomorrow."

Haitang thought for a while and said, "Then just change the ingredients of the vegetarian dishes today. Oh, by the way, there is no rice at home, so I need to change bags of rice."

Qi Peng: "Is there any oil left?"

Haitang nodded: "There's still plenty of oil and enough seasoning."

"Then vegetarian dishes and rice." Qi Peng made some calculations, "Then I guess 20 eggs would be enough... You can also pick up a few more, let's eat by ourselves."

Hearing this number, An Zhe shrank his neck beside him: "Twenty..."

The geese in this village are all raised on a small scale by the villagers themselves. Each household does not produce many goose eggs every day, and a family can have three or four goose eggs. If they want to gather twenty goose eggs, it means that they have to go to at least four or five houses and dig out four or five goose sheds.

However, for the sake of effect, the program team always contacted the worst geese in the village...so when he heard about digging out goose eggs, Anzhe's heart trembled.

Cheng Zhiyi stepped forward and put his arms around An Zhe's shoulders: "Don't be afraid, I'll cover you."

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, he listened to Qi Peng's instructions: "An'an, you take Xiaodao; Xiaoyi, you take Mr. Chu and dig out the goose eggs in two ways, which is more efficient. I'll go downstairs to prepare the boat. We will gather at the pier at the foot of the mountain in a while."

An Zhe looked at Cheng Zhiyi reluctantly, wanting to cry without tears, and the latter spread his hands helplessly.

What Qi Peng said was basically guided by the director team. In order to make the shooting more contrasting or conflicting, the grouping and division of labor should not be based on personal preferences—unless the guests are big enough to be vetoed by one vote.

For example, at this moment, Director Mu suddenly interjected: "I can't be idle, right? In this way, An Zhe and Xiao Dao and I are together, there are so many people, maybe that goose won't dare to mess with Xiao An."

Everyone responded with good-natured laughter.

Trembling all the way, An Zhe took Jiang Dao and Mu Zhixing down the mountain, and under the guidance of the director team, they came to a residential compound. Through the courtyard wall, the high-spirited cries of a flock of geese could already be heard in the courtyard.

An Zhe's hand, which was about to knock on the door, stopped in mid-air.

Jiang Dao chuckled, stepped forward and knocked on the door.

Soon, the residents came out with a smile and let a few people into the yard.

The black dog who was lying in the yard gnawing a bone turned his head and glanced at the gate, and froze for a moment.

In the next second, it took the bone in its mouth, tucked its tail, and slid to the back of the house without showing its head again.

A group of people followed the villagers to the goose shed, and happened to meet a big goose strolling to the door with steps that no relatives recognized. An Zhe subconsciously took a step back and hid behind Jiang Dao.

Jiang Dao lowered his eyes, meeting the eyes of the aggressive goose.

"Gah!"

The big goose screamed, fluttered its wings, rolled and scrambled to escape at high speed, and plunged into the corner of the goose shed with its buttocks flying out, trembling.

Jiang Dao: ...

what's the situation?

He frowned, and tentatively stepped into the goose shed.

Hearing a burst of soldiers and geese, the geese who were hugging their nests in the shed seemed to have seen a natural enemy, and fled desperately to the corner far away from the door, stacking each other and squeezing together. There was even a goose, which was halfway through laying an egg, struggling to escape. The goose egg was squeezed out in mid-air, rolled twice in the haystack, and stopped at Jiangdao's feet.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?" The owner was startled by the voice in the goose shed, and hurried over to check.

But I saw a handsome young man with one foot in the goose shed, his hands spread out, without any weapon, but the geese in the shed seemed to have seen a ghost, all crowded in the far corner, no one dared to approach a cent.

"Huh?!" The courtyard owner couldn't help but froze on the spot.

Is this the bully goose that even his master dares to talk about?

Jiang Dao sighed, leaned over to pick up the goose eggs that had fallen at his feet, turned around and handed them to An Zhe: "There are three more in the shed, let me pick them up."

An Zhe took the goose egg and nodded blankly.

Behind the two of them, Mu Zhixing raised his hand and rubbed the stubble on his chin, his eyes fell on Jiang Dao's back, and he smiled playfully.

With four goose eggs, a group of people went to the second mountain courtyard.

The courtyard door opened, and just as Jiang Dao stepped in, he saw the three big white geese that were eating in the courtyard throw off their arms, run away quickly, jumped over the fence at the corner of the courtyard, and jumped into the kennel.

"Oops!" The aunt who was feeding the goose screamed and chased after her, "Come out! Rhubarb loves to bite your tails! Come out... eh?"

In the kennel, a fat and ferocious big yellow dog was squeezed between three white geese surrounded by stars, but with its tail between its legs and its ears pricked up, it looked vigilantly in the direction of Jiang Dao, not daring to move.

Anzhe: ...

Pastor: ...

Camera:...

Jiang Dao calmly followed the door opener to the goose shed, and took out two goose eggs that were still warm from the shed.

After that, the third house.

History repeats itself.

"Xiao Dao," Mu Zhixing said with a smile after taking the goose eggs from Jiang Dao, "do you eat big goose stewed in an iron pot every day, so the geese are afraid of you?"

Jiang Dao looked at the sky speechlessly: "...you must try it if you have the chance."

Coming out of the third mountain courtyard, Jiang Dao and his party met Chu Yinlong and Cheng Zhiyi unexpectedly on the road.

I saw that Cheng Zhiyi's lapel, which was clean when he set out, was now covered with mud spots and dust. Chu Yinlong stood beside him with a net bag filled with goose eggs, and carefully picked out a goose feather from Cheng Zhiyi's hair.

"Hey, what's going on?" Mu Dao laughed, and stepped forward to ask, "Are you fighting with a goose?"

Cheng Zhiyi wrinkled his nose: "There's a gander at the house in the east. It's so fierce. Last time, An'an was chased and bitten by it. Why don't you tell the director and contact another house? It's only two eggs..."

As soon as the words on his side fell, An Zhe and Director Mu turned their heads together, and even turned the camera with the camera, while looking at Jiang Dao standing aside.