At the beginning, the Civil Affairs Bureau confessed to the newly divorced female president

The Three Musketeers sat in the room with the air conditioner blowing on, sipping tea leisurely, talking and laughing.

Chu Wanzhi on the side couldn't see it, and said, "I said you three just sit here drinking tea and chatting with peace of mind?"

"I have to let the little glutinous rice balls go even to buy vegetables. Is it really okay to be so salty and lazy?"

"If you really don't find something to do, Director Li may have the desire to kill you all."

"Besides, are you worthy of the hundreds of millions of viewers and friends in the live broadcast room like this? On the big weekend, you don't do anything, just stay at home and watch you drink tea and chat, right? Are you so bored?"

Well, Senior Sister Chu was probably too angry, so she started to speak indiscriminately.

Han Shichu looked at her, then at Director Li, whose face was so dark that it was unbelievable, stood up slowly, and stretched.

"We really shouldn't be like this. I'm really sorry for the support from the netizens. Xiaobai, brother Yuan, I didn't mean you two, what's the matter with you two who are young, tired and hard?"

Good guy, get rid of the pot completely.

Brother Yuan said angrily: "Let you finish all the good and bad by yourself, but we didn't mention a single word."

Bai Luming seemed to have resigned himself to his fate, stood up slowly and asked, "Then what shall we do?"

He didn't argue, but turned his head to look at Director Li whose expression was gradually improving.

Director Li Junjie took out his notebook and looked at it, and said slowly: "There is a field of early rice that should be harvested, you go."

"Don't worry." Han Shichu had a sinister smile on his face, "Director Li, let's discuss the price first."

Director Li didn't even think about it, and just blurted out, "One dollar is one catty of millet."

"What?" Everyone exclaimed in unison.

Chu Wanzhi refused without hesitation, "No."

Bai Luming lay down again paralyzed, "Forget it, forget it, I'll just keep pretending to be a dead dog."

"Hey..." Brother Yuan sighed helplessly, "Friends in the audience, don't blame us for not getting things right, just blame Li Papi for being too bullying."

"It doesn't matter whether you eat or not, you won't die of starvation after two days of starvation anyway, not to mention that we still have food left over, so we can lie dead."

Well, even before Han Shichu started to exert his strength, Director Li's head was full of black lines.

Okay, there is a tacit understanding, and there is nothing wrong with the cooperation.

Obviously, Director Li's price was set long ago, the highest price in the market.

However, he ignored it. This is a show, how could it be normal?It is obviously unreasonable, and it is normal that it is not accepted by everyone.

Of course, even if he said 10 yuan a catty, these guys would definitely raise the price. After all, who would think that money is too much?

After thinking for a while, he said, "Two yuan?"

"Brother Yuan, pour me another cup of tea. The weather is really hot. The air conditioner is so hot in the house. How about basking in the sun outside?"

Han Shichu put on a show and handed the teacup to Brother Yuan.

Can this fucking meow be called a hint?I almost didn't say it clearly, okay?
"Two dollars and five?"

Senior Sister Chu frowned deeply, and muttered worriedly: "I don't know if there will be leeches in the field. I heard that these things suck blood very well!"

There are black lines all over Director Li's face, how can there be so many leeches in the field now, not to mention, hasn't the water been drained?
If you want to raise the price, just say so.

Cough cough... However, this seems to be no different from what Ming said.

Gritting his teeth, he said cruelly, "Three yuan."

Just when they were about to open their mouths to bargain, Director Li blocked their mouths first.

"It's only three yuan, it can't be higher, or I won't do it if I like it."

Obviously, this is already his bottom line.

Han Shichu smiled slightly, since the price can no longer be raised, then go to another way, after all, as long as the profit can be maximized.

"Three yuan?" Han Shichu made a hesitant look of embarrassment, frowning and thinking, as if he was calculating.

"Three yuan is not impossible, but I have a condition."

Seeing him like this, Director Li knew that he had absolutely no good intentions, so he said angrily, "What conditions? Let's listen first."

"It won't make things difficult for you, Director Li, but you have to collect the rice after we finish the harvest, how about it?"

Li Junjie looked at him in astonishment, good guy, this is a different way to raise the price.

What's the difference between wet and dry?

Seeing that he was hesitant, Han Shichu muttered, "Hey... I don't know if the sun will peel if it is so big."

"Poor Xiaobai and Brother Yuan, after being squeezed by director Li Hongwen, they have to be oppressed by director Li Junjie. Sure enough, the director surnamed Li is a black hearted maggot, hey..."

Director Li, whose hair was full of black lines, helped his forehead, and said impatiently: "All right, all right, don't leave it there to act, I promise, will I promise you?"

【Haha...it still has to be you guys. An artist who can't bargain is not a good employee of Big Fish. 】

[Sure enough, bargaining is an art. I am convinced of this wave of tacit cooperation. 】

Now that the negotiation has been made, everyone immediately packed up their tools and set off.

Those who shade the sun, those who cut rice, those who thresh rice...

Han Shichu headed out to the field alone carrying the original grain bucket.

This scene also surprised the audience in the live broadcast room.

This guy is really a martial arts practitioner, and his strength is too strong.

The rice fields are not far away, just in front of Yuanba, at the door of our house.

Everyone rolled up their trouser legs and prepared to go to the field.

Han Shichu asked: "Brother Yuan, do you know how to cut?"

I thought they wouldn't, but both of them nodded in unison, and replied in unison: "Yes."

Brother Yuan explained with a smile: "When I was filming, I studied it."

"Me too." Bai Luming echoed.

"Okay, then you are in charge of cutting, and I will do it alone."

Less than half an acre, in fact, not much.

Especially if three people cut it, it will be faster.

And Han Shichu was even braver, displaying all his martial arts to the fullest, if he hadn't been able to control them, the three of them might not be able to win.

At eleven o'clock, the scorching sun hung high and the weather was getting hotter and hotter. The thirsty and tired people unanimously decided to go back to rest and come back in the afternoon.

And the rice is almost half cut, and soon.

Mainly thanks to Han Shichu, a reckless man.

Put the millet into a snakeskin pocket, carry it back to the small holiday courtyard, and throw it directly to Director Li.

One said, good guy, nearly three hundred catties.

900 yuan in hand.

Brother Yuan, who got the money, had a smile on his face, and everyone was in a good mood.

After taking a shower, the phone rang as soon as everyone sat down in the living room.

The little glutinous rice balls are not here, so only Chu Wanzhi will pick them up.

"Hi, hello, this is the small holiday courtyard."

"You four?"

"Four, right? Excuse me, do you need to order food? Wait, let me ask."

Chu Wanzhi covered the microphone and asked, "Little brother, they only ordered a long fish with soft pockets, can you make it?"

Yoho, a famous dish for a state banquet.

Han Shichu nodded and said, "Yes."

He looked at Director Li with puzzled eyes, he knew about this guest.

They are two artists from the company, one is Lin Guanchao, a talkative junior, and the other is Su Liming, a second-line actor.

But what do the other two mean?No one told him.