I Became the Favorite of Big Bosses

Chapter 422 Taking Wedding Photos

If it weren't for her share of the money, she would have just left.

 Disgraceful!

The young man stared at Wei Lan in fascination. How could there be such a good-looking person?

After being kicked like this, the young man thought he had been caught peeping, and his face turned red. He quickly looked away and smiled cheerfully at the girl, "Cui Cui, eat, eat quickly, it will be cold in a while! "

Wei Lan's table was unaware of every move of the young couple at the next table.

The big pot in the store has been stewing roasted pork belly, fat intestines and pig heart and lungs. The boss quickly brought two large bowls of stewed stew sprinkled with green onions and coriander foam and put them on the table.

The main ingredient is pig offal. Wei Lan felt a little embarrassed, worried that Gu Chao wouldn't be used to it.

 The fatty intestines have been specially processed to make them clean inside and out. When you bite into it, the soup will overflow your entire mouth, coupled with the peculiar taste of the vegetable foam...

Gu Chao had never eaten coriander before, so he felt a little strange when he first took it into his mouth. Then he felt it was so wonderful that he couldn't help but put a piece of it into his mouth and cut it into small pieces.

 The texture is a bit hard and a bit chewy, like steamed buns dipped in soup, and a bit like eating steamed cakes. It tastes good too.

Gu Chaojian raised his eyebrows slightly, "It's delicious."

Wei Lan saw that he really thought it was delicious and felt happy in her heart. She put a small piece of sausage into her mouth and smiled, "Just like it, I was worried that you wouldn't be able to get used to it."

Gu Chao smiled without explaining, and picked up a vegetable leaf with the tip of his chopsticks, "What kind of vegetable is this? We don't have it over there."

"It's coriander." Wei Lan pursed her lips and explained, "If you like it, you can ask my mother if you can buy the seeds when you get back. We can take them back and plant them. We can use them in shabu-shabu and cooking in the future."

Cilantro is more common in the north, and people in the south should also grow it, but the number may be very small.

In addition, many people are actually not able to accept the taste of coriander, and they may subconsciously feel that others don’t like it either. If there are fewer people growing it, there will be even less people spreading it to the outside world.

 Gu Chao has never seen or eaten it, which is normal.

Hearing this, Gu Chao looked at Wei Lan with a pair of deep eyes, "Okay."

Soon, the shop owner brought several other dishes to the table.

Gu Chao has eaten them one by one, and they all taste very good and unique.

 Until I encountered bean juice...

When eating braised food just now, Wei Lan said that he was worried that Gu Chao wouldn't be used to it. At that time, Gu Chao remembered that he had gone through a dark period of being suppressed and hungry. He felt that as long as it was rations, he could eat it, regardless of whether it tasted good or not. .

 However, the slap in the face came too quickly.

 I thought that bean juice was the same as soy milk, but it was not at all.

Unlike the milky white color of soy milk, the soy milk is grey-green in color. After stirring twice with a spoon, it becomes viscous like paste. If you get closer and smell it, it will be steaming with a light rancid smell.

Gu Chao pursed his lips, like a bullied golden retriever. He raised his head and stared at Wei Lan with his dark eyes. He really didn't know what to say.

Wei Lan covered her stomach, barely holding back, and suppressed a smile to explain, "Bean juice is made from the leftovers of mung beans after making vermicelli to extract starch, which are fermented and then boiled. The taste is a bit strange."

 Some old residents in Beijing prefer to drink. It cannot be said that they love drinking. They probably remember and miss the era that once belonged to them.

Wei Lan actually felt a little unable to drink. The reason why she ordered a bowl was because she had the intention of teasing Gu Chao.

Even if she didn't like it after a while, she would still drink it. Unexpectedly, there was a slight deviation from what she imagined...

However, it is more pleasant.

Wei Lan had a sly smile like a sneaky kitten. Gu Chao would be really stupid if he couldn't guess her little thoughts.

 “Nanny, you are not good.”

Wei Lan stuck out her tongue, asked the boss for a clean bowl, and poured out half the bowl of bean juice. "It's half for each of us. That's okay, right? It doesn't mean I'm teasing you!"

"If it doesn't taste good, don't drink it. A bowl is worth nothing." Gu Chao held Wei Lan's hand holding the bowl.

 “Got it!” Wei Lan nodded with a smile, took a sip of the bean juice and put it down.

 After that, when eating braised or fried liver, they would take a sip from time to time. After the two of them finished eating, there was only a little bit of bean juice left in the bowl.

 Wei Lan felt her bulging belly and felt that she couldn’t drink any more.

Gu Chao understood her little thoughts, and based on the principle of not wasting, he drank up the bean juice in the two bowls in one gulp.

A meal for two people cost one yuan and sixty cents, plus four taels of food stamps.

After settling the bill neatly, Gu Chao held the pastries in one hand and held Wei Lan in the other. He opened the wooden door with his knees and re-entered the snowy world outside.

The door of the house slowly closed inward with a "squeak" sound.

The shop owner was clearing away the dishes from Wei Lan's table. He glanced up unconsciously, and through the narrowing gap in the doorway, he saw the backs of the young guests walking hand in hand in the snow. He couldn't help but laugh and sigh, and said with emotion: "very nice."

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There are many photo studios in Beijing. There is one on the way to the station from Guxiang.

　　A father and daughter work in the photo studio.

The father is in his forties and is responsible for technical work such as photography. The daughter has two shiny braids and is wearing a red floral cotton-padded jacket. She looks older than Wei Lan, in her early twenties. She usually helps My father helped me to receive guests.

 Under the leadership of the girl, Wei Lan and Gu Chao walked around for a while.

　　The walls of all the rooms are painted with dark green and white paint. The photo studio looks a bit small from the street. After entering, I realized that there are three rooms used for shooting.

Two of them are decorated with simple backgrounds, including slightly exaggerated artificial flower walls, human-height swings, and the like, while the other room is just a simple background curtain.

After looking at all three rooms, seeing that Wei Lan had not made a choice, the young girl turned back to look at them and smiled: "Are you planning to take wedding photos? We can take them here too."

 Having said that, he turned around and walked towards the door, where there was a waist-high glass display case.

　　Getting married, wedding photos?

Wei Lan's peach blossom eyes widened slightly, and she raised her steps to follow.

Gu Chao followed closely behind.

When he came in just now, Wei Lan also noticed the display cabinet and thought it was just an ordinary display cabinet, so he didn't take it seriously.

Now that I looked closer, I discovered that among the many black and white photos there were actually a few color photos that looked like they had been added with heavy color filters.

The bride wearing a white veil and holding a bouquet in hand, and the groom in a black suit, looked at the camera with smiles and cuddled tightly together.

 The photos are full of a sense of age and are not that clear, and this slight blur is the most natural filter, making every newlywed couple look so radiant and moving, with happiness in their eyes overflowing.

Wei Lan turned around and looked at Gu Chao pitifully.

 I really want it, but...is it okay?

They are not a couple yet, and they don’t know if taking such wedding photos in this era requires any formalities or certifications.

At the thought that she might be reminded of the relationship between men and women, Wei Lan's pink lips curled up and she gave up the idea in disappointment. forget it.

Wei Lan’s eyes were crooked, and he looked back at the young girl with a slight apologetic smile, "Let’s just shoot... uh -?"

 Gu Chao saw the subtle change in Wei Lan's expression. He stretched out his big hand, clasped Wei Lan's wrist, and pulled Wei Lan back to him. "Are there any procedures required for wedding photos? We don't have a marriage certificate, can we take it?"

Wei Lan's eyes widened. The moment she turned back to look at Gu Chao, she was stunned for a moment when she heard these words. She reacted instantly and her eyes fell on the young girl.

His eyes are bright, charming and naive, looking forward to the other party's answer.

The young girl covered her smile for a while, "I can take pictures, but you have to agree in advance. It takes time to develop the photos. You can come and pick them up after seven to ten days. If you don't have time, you can leave your address and we can help send it to you then. In the past, but it’s also an extra two cents.”

 Two cents is stamp money.

Most people in this era are simple and honest. The young girl has been helping out in the photo studio for a while. She has seen many young couples who are dating, and also seen young couples who come to take wedding photos. They are all coquettish, let alone in the In front of the camera, I couldn't let go from the moment I entered the house.

The couple in front of me behaved so naturally, and it looked like they wanted to get married for a year or two.

Thinking about it, the young girl couldn't help but give Wei Lan a look. When she saw Wei Lan's oval face and big eyes, her skin was as white and tender as the snow outside. She looked like she was not older than herself, so she couldn't help but sigh: "You're getting married." It’s so early!”

 A harmless sigh made a "fake" couple blush.

Wei Lan blushed and pursed her lips, pretending to be calm, "Can we mail it to other provinces? We are visiting relatives when we come back this time, and we can't stay that long."

 The young girl nodded, "Okay."

He stretched out his hand again and pointed to a small doorway behind the curtain, "We provide wedding dresses and suits here. Ladies change here and men change over there. You can take a look at the clothes first."

 The photo studio is not the kind of studio that specializes in taking wedding photos in later generations. There are two types of wedding dresses, one is a gauze dress with a large skirt.

 The neckline and shoulders are designed with a thin and translucent design. The chest is made of white fabric, and the outer lace is arranged in a ruffle shape, which successfully covers the bulging part of the female chest.

When Wei Lan saw this, she suddenly remembered that women in this era were rarely happy because their **** were well developed and their bodies were curvy.

Most people find this kind of thing difficult to talk about, and even those who are well-developed will deliberately wear a large coat to cover it up.

With a slight sigh in her heart, Wei Lan turned away and looked at another item.

 The other wedding dress is more like a white dress than a wedding dress. The length can probably cover the ankles, which is very different from the big skirt just now.

This piece has obvious chest and waistline, and only the skirt part has a simple design of lace and small white flowers. The style is simple but elegant.

 “That’s it!”

Wei Lan took the clothes off the shelf, gestured twice, and then turned around to show Gu Chao, "How do you like it?"

"It looks good." Gu Chao nodded and said after a while, "I won't change it. Just take off the windbreaker."

 There is only one suit for men's wedding, which is light gray.

While Wei Lan was looking at his suit, Gu Chao had already taken off his windbreaker.

Comparing the two, Wei Lan nodded, "Then I'll go change clothes first. You wait for me here!"

It would be okay if it was dark gray or black, but the light gray felt like it couldn't highlight Gu Chao's sharp aura, so Wei Lan gave up directly.

 If you wear something inappropriate, you might as well wear the military uniform you are wearing, which is stylish and more contemporary.

 What a sweet little wife and legion commander.

After thinking about it for a while, Wei Lan shrank her neck, covered her mouth with her clothes and snickered as she went to the small room where she was changing clothes.

The room was very small, about five or six square meters, and the conditions were simple. There was a square mirror hanging on the wall, and a small table and a chair under the mirror.

In addition, there is an eyebrow pencil and two boxes of red lipstick of different shades on the table for guests to dress up.

Wei Lan took a quick look, put down her clothes, and just as she was about to unbutton her clothes, there was a knock on the door of the dressing room.

Wei Lan frowned slightly, but before she could say anything, a voice came from outside, "Comrade, here are the accessories. I'll send them to you. You can take a look at them and decide whether to use them or not."

Wei Lan quickly opened the door, "Thank you!"

 A small basket of things, a bouquet, a veil, a flower bracelet, a pearl necklace, and a shiny rhinestone hairpin.

As the door closed, the young girl stretched out her hand to stop it and looked at Wei Lan embarrassedly, "Comrade, although the jewelry inside is fake, it is not easy to buy. I hope you can be careful when using it!"

Wei Lan nodded knowingly, "Don't worry!"

 Not only these fake jewelry, but also wedding dresses.

 At present, there are many people in China who can accept suits, but wearing a white skirt when getting married, except for some people who have studied foreign literature and education, can be accepted by the vast majority of the people.

 For this reason, getting a wedding dress is not an easy task.

 “Cherish the props!”

Wei Lan raised his fist, locked the door and began to change clothes.

The temperature inside the room is a little higher than outside, but it’s still a bit cold after taking off my clothes.

Rubbing the goosebumps on her arms, Wei Lan put on a white wedding dress, turned around in front of the mirror and took a look. The size was perfect, as if it had been tailor-made.

The bean paste was very thick. Wei Lan studied it and found that the veil was made of a large piece of Juan yarn stacked together and fixed with pins to create the fluffy feeling of overlapping layers.

Fluffy means fluffy but too thick.

Wei Lan pursed her lips, took off the pins and spread out the veil, picked the center point as a hint, thought of something, rummaged in the small basket for a long time, and found the flower bracelet.

 Use a pin to hook the thread on the bracelet and the veil together and keep it handy for later use.

Wei Lan disturbed her hair and programmed part of her hair into a scorpion braid to hang down naturally, while the other part was casually draped over her shoulders. She fixed the veil with a punch card and the flowers on the bracelet part just stood up, making it look like a hair crown.

Wei Lan turned her head. Although it was beautiful, she still felt a little dissatisfied.

His eyes turned and landed on the eyebrow pencil and lipstick on the table.

 Originally I didn’t mean to be too exaggerated, but... this time it meant something extraordinary to her.

Although I am not married, this is my first nominal wedding photo in my life, and it was taken with Gu Chao...

Wei Lan wants to attend in the best and most beautiful condition.

He puffed up his cheeks and let out a long breath. He picked up the national red lipstick with his slender green-white fingers. He opened the box and gently applied a little to the ends of his eyes and cheeks. He then breathed lightly on his fingertips to make the temperature a little higher. In this way, the lipstick can be pushed away better and the effect of blush and eye shadow can be reflected.

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