apples more than anything
Chapter 4 Chilli Sauce and Fried Rice
There are several kinds of people who are very easy to establish a deep friendship.For example, the penultimate and penultimate in the class, such as two people who happen to be good at different subjects and are at the same table, such as a foodie and a skilled chef.
An ordinary person has two attitudes when it comes to eating, one is hungry and the other is full, while people like Leiqiu have three attitudes when it comes to eating: hungry, greedy, take a break and wait a while. eat.
So when she heard the faint sound of frying pan coming from the next door, and she didn't wait for Song Pingguo to call for dinner, she took the initiative to visit Song Pingguo.
It didn't seem good to go empty-handed, but Raichu went around the house again and again, but couldn't find anything to send, and finally hooked the box under the bed and grabbed an apple.
The kitchen in summer can basically be equated to hell for people who are afraid of heat. Song Pingguo thinks that she does not have the professionalism that Leiqiu can walk freely among the crowd wrapped in a military coat in June. Without hesitation, he turned the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest level, ready to grit his teeth and face the battle in the kitchen for a while.
She really wondered if there was something wrong with Leiqiu's perception of temperature, why would he still be able to wear a military coat and one-piece pajamas in summer like a normal person?
Because of the structural problems of the house, the wall-mounted air conditioner installed in the bedroom did not affect the temperature of the kitchen for a long time, so when Leiqiu came to knock on the door early in the morning, Song Pingguo was sweating profusely holding a frying spoon He came to open the door for her, the grief and indignation on his expression made Leiqiu feel that she was going to hit her on the head with a spoon in a second.
"Good morning." Lei Qiu handed out the apple with a smile, "Would you like an apple?"
"Oh yes, I said I would treat you to breakfast. Let me use your kitchen, I have all the cooking pots here."
"Okay, you can use whatever you want!" Leiqiu smelled the smell of fried peanuts in the room, "I'll help you get what ingredients you want to use."
"Come in by yourself, just take the basket on the living room table, and then wait for me." Song Pingguo took off the chef's hat on her head, turned back and took a rubber band, and walked out the door while tying up her hair , "I lose my hair easily."
"Just cut it shorter." For Raichu's original roles, it was inconvenient for her hair to be too long or too short, so she kept it at just the right length all year round.
"Unfortunately, I still have natural curls, the kind of natural curls that can't be overcome by straightening." Song Pingguo rubbed her head bitterly, "If I cut it short, I would see an Ai Yin in the mirror every morning. Stan. Okay, let's go."
Raichu looked down at the contents of the plastic basket, a sausage, an onion, two eggs, two lunch boxes, one filled with leftovers, the other filled with dark red—chili sauce?
Song Pingguo showed her professionalism from the moment she entered the kitchen. The sound of the kitchen knife touching the cutting board was very rhythmic. Leiqiu felt her stomach dancing to this rhythm. She couldn't help but go into the kitchen to visit. Pingguo just poured the diced onion on the chopping board into a small plate, brought the sausage over, held it with her fingers, and quickly sliced it into pieces.
She glanced at the seasoning jar in front of her, and reluctantly picked up the oil pot with only a thin layer of oil left.Leiqiu rubbed his hands together in embarrassment: "Shall I go next door to get your oil pot?"
"No need." Song Pingguo poured the last bit of salad oil around the side of the pot, and pushed the sausage into the pot, "It's enough, the sausage will produce oil."
The eggs, sausage and diced onions were evenly fried under Song Pingguo's skillful movements, and then she made a movement that made Leiqiu want to jump up and applaud her.
"Shake the pot with one hand!" Lei Qiu looked at her with bright eyes, "Can you perform the one in the New Oriental recruitment advertisement, and make the fire very, very high."
"If you can get into the back kitchen of some restaurant, you can let them perform for you." Song Pingguo said and lightly shook the pot, "This pot is quite light."
"Yes, I can actually shake it." Lei Qiu kept watching Song Pingguo's moment of shaking the pot intently, "I just throw everything out every time."
Then she opened the box containing the rice and handed it over in a timely manner.
Song Pingguo pushed the rice into the pot and fried it, took a spoonful of chili sauce, shook it into the pot, and turned the heat to the maximum.
What is professionalism? Professionalism means that every random movement looks like a deliberate show off to laymen. With Song Pingguo's movements of tossing the pot while frying, the rice floating in the air is gradually dyed light red. After the rice in the whole pot was evenly coated with chili sauce, she took the pot away from the heat, and used a frying spoon halfway to divide the rice into two plates.
She wiped the sweat off her face, went to the kitchen sink to wash her face, turned her head and asked Leiqiu who was standing beside the frying pan like her, "Are you really not hot?"
It was obvious that Leiqiu didn't care about whether it was hot or not, she trotted very attentively and delivered two plates to the table, and took out two pairs of disposable chopsticks - Song Pingguo really wanted to ask where she came from. Wholesale disposable chopsticks, can you help her also buy wholesale——I can't wait to take apart the chopsticks and take a bite of rice into my mouth.
The well-fried onion has its own unique vegetable sweetness, which just neutralizes a little spiciness, making the fried rice rolled in chili sauce very easy to eat, and the sausage brings a sense of monotony Satisfaction, and then the rice grains are also coated with fragrant eggs.
If there is only one egg and a bowl of leftover rice, and they want to eat them in the best and most convenient way, the first way people can think of is egg fried rice, whether it is raw egg bibimbap, egg custard bibimbap or egg fried rice , eggs are always the best ingredients to mix with rice.
Lei Qiu didn't stop his chopsticks from the moment he picked up the plate, and ate all the chili fried rice on the plate in one breath. Song Pingguo, who was sitting opposite her, felt that she couldn't describe it as eating: it was completely It can be said to be eating.
"It's so cool." Lei Qiu put down the plate and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's so cool to eat in summer."
"I thought you really didn't have sweat glands." Song Pingguo shook her head and finished her share of fried rice. "I'm going to prepare box lunch..."
"Let me help?" Lei Qiu pointed at himself, "I can help you move all the lunch boxes downstairs in one go."
Lei Qiu used Farewell My Concubine and Song Pingguo as examples of some Beijing operas he has acted in. Ba Wang is considered "clean", that is, a painted face, but in fact, she is a martial arts student.The sparring moves learned by martial arts students are all about the stage effect. Although some practicality can be glimpsed in them, they are really limited. It cannot be denied that after so many years of practice, Raichu's strength is indeed great.
If Song Pingguo didn't have such a big box, she would really be able to move all the lunch boxes down and stuff them into the cargo compartment of the pickup truck in one trip without even breathing heavily.
Lei Qiu waved to Song Pingguo: "Okay, then I'm going to film, business is booming today, remember to leave it for me."
"You go over there? Do you want me to take you there?"
"No need, I have a car." Leiqiu took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and twirled them in his hand, "I bought a new one."
So Song Pingguo watched her walk towards an Emma electric car not far away.
When she first came to Hengdian, Song Pingguo really didn't worry much about how much she could sell the boxed lunches. She made up her mind to go back after messing around casually this time. However, after she really came here, she I feel that it would be too embarrassing to go home after losing all the money, so let's fight for it as much as possible.
Facts have proved that the feedback she has won is not bad, and she is credited steadily every day, earning neither too much nor too little.
In contrast, Leiqiu's life in Hengdian was not so stable. When she came to Song Pingguo's lunch box at noon, she looked downcast, and she didn't even pick up the rice as fast as the previous two days.
"What's the matter with you?" Song Pingguo gave her the lunch box that had been left in advance, and also gave her an extra apple - the one that Leiqiu gave her in the morning.
"I was trained by the director so much that I almost forgot my last name." Lei Qiu readily accepted the apple and ponytail that Song Pingguo shared with her, but she has long arms and legs, and sitting on a ponytail is no better How much better to squat, "Fortunately, the shooting progress was not delayed, otherwise he would have torn me apart."
"The director trained you?" Song Pingguo was aroused by her curiosity, "No way, didn't you act in a drama? Your acting skills should be pretty good."
"It's because I'm in a drama." Lei Qiu picked peanuts from the Kung Pao Chicken with a sad face, "Do you know how dramas are performed? As soon as I hear the director's call, I will act in a drama, so I can't live in peace. Do people act?"
The biggest difference between dramas and TV dramas and movies is that TV dramas and movies are the product of the cooperation of a group of people, and the shooting process is more suitable to be called "production". Although dramas also require the cooperation of actors, most of the time, the actors are In the process of enjoying the creation, I am completely selfless in it, so that the audience at the scene can also be immersed in it, and feel the strong emotions of the characters.
Drama was born in ancient Greece thousands of years ago, and it has been passed down to this day. It is full of a romantic color, so actors like Raichu who are used to hearty performances, when they stand on the set of TV dramas and movies, they feel— —I felt like I was on the wrong set.
The camera was facing, and the other actors might not be impatient, the director was walking around, the director gestured this way and that, and called out cards from time to time.
This card word is the nightmare of Leiqiu Hengdian's career. As long as she hears this word, all the emotions that she has just brewed will fly to the sky, and the extras will be ignored. They were all scolded bloody by the director.
It made Raichu have nightmares in the middle of the night, dreaming that the master told her: "My name is not actually Pichu, but my name is Pikachu."
"I understand, you have encountered a huge obstacle in the process of changing careers." Song Pingguo nodded in understanding, "Hey, can you give me a moment?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Drama, you like it."
Song Pingguo was joking, but Lei Qiu swallowed the food in his mouth, took out a piece of paper to wipe off the oil on his mouth, cleared his throat and stood up.
Really acting.Song Pingguo moved her little bench forward with great interest.
An ordinary person has two attitudes when it comes to eating, one is hungry and the other is full, while people like Leiqiu have three attitudes when it comes to eating: hungry, greedy, take a break and wait a while. eat.
So when she heard the faint sound of frying pan coming from the next door, and she didn't wait for Song Pingguo to call for dinner, she took the initiative to visit Song Pingguo.
It didn't seem good to go empty-handed, but Raichu went around the house again and again, but couldn't find anything to send, and finally hooked the box under the bed and grabbed an apple.
The kitchen in summer can basically be equated to hell for people who are afraid of heat. Song Pingguo thinks that she does not have the professionalism that Leiqiu can walk freely among the crowd wrapped in a military coat in June. Without hesitation, he turned the temperature of the air conditioner to the lowest level, ready to grit his teeth and face the battle in the kitchen for a while.
She really wondered if there was something wrong with Leiqiu's perception of temperature, why would he still be able to wear a military coat and one-piece pajamas in summer like a normal person?
Because of the structural problems of the house, the wall-mounted air conditioner installed in the bedroom did not affect the temperature of the kitchen for a long time, so when Leiqiu came to knock on the door early in the morning, Song Pingguo was sweating profusely holding a frying spoon He came to open the door for her, the grief and indignation on his expression made Leiqiu feel that she was going to hit her on the head with a spoon in a second.
"Good morning." Lei Qiu handed out the apple with a smile, "Would you like an apple?"
"Oh yes, I said I would treat you to breakfast. Let me use your kitchen, I have all the cooking pots here."
"Okay, you can use whatever you want!" Leiqiu smelled the smell of fried peanuts in the room, "I'll help you get what ingredients you want to use."
"Come in by yourself, just take the basket on the living room table, and then wait for me." Song Pingguo took off the chef's hat on her head, turned back and took a rubber band, and walked out the door while tying up her hair , "I lose my hair easily."
"Just cut it shorter." For Raichu's original roles, it was inconvenient for her hair to be too long or too short, so she kept it at just the right length all year round.
"Unfortunately, I still have natural curls, the kind of natural curls that can't be overcome by straightening." Song Pingguo rubbed her head bitterly, "If I cut it short, I would see an Ai Yin in the mirror every morning. Stan. Okay, let's go."
Raichu looked down at the contents of the plastic basket, a sausage, an onion, two eggs, two lunch boxes, one filled with leftovers, the other filled with dark red—chili sauce?
Song Pingguo showed her professionalism from the moment she entered the kitchen. The sound of the kitchen knife touching the cutting board was very rhythmic. Leiqiu felt her stomach dancing to this rhythm. She couldn't help but go into the kitchen to visit. Pingguo just poured the diced onion on the chopping board into a small plate, brought the sausage over, held it with her fingers, and quickly sliced it into pieces.
She glanced at the seasoning jar in front of her, and reluctantly picked up the oil pot with only a thin layer of oil left.Leiqiu rubbed his hands together in embarrassment: "Shall I go next door to get your oil pot?"
"No need." Song Pingguo poured the last bit of salad oil around the side of the pot, and pushed the sausage into the pot, "It's enough, the sausage will produce oil."
The eggs, sausage and diced onions were evenly fried under Song Pingguo's skillful movements, and then she made a movement that made Leiqiu want to jump up and applaud her.
"Shake the pot with one hand!" Lei Qiu looked at her with bright eyes, "Can you perform the one in the New Oriental recruitment advertisement, and make the fire very, very high."
"If you can get into the back kitchen of some restaurant, you can let them perform for you." Song Pingguo said and lightly shook the pot, "This pot is quite light."
"Yes, I can actually shake it." Lei Qiu kept watching Song Pingguo's moment of shaking the pot intently, "I just throw everything out every time."
Then she opened the box containing the rice and handed it over in a timely manner.
Song Pingguo pushed the rice into the pot and fried it, took a spoonful of chili sauce, shook it into the pot, and turned the heat to the maximum.
What is professionalism? Professionalism means that every random movement looks like a deliberate show off to laymen. With Song Pingguo's movements of tossing the pot while frying, the rice floating in the air is gradually dyed light red. After the rice in the whole pot was evenly coated with chili sauce, she took the pot away from the heat, and used a frying spoon halfway to divide the rice into two plates.
She wiped the sweat off her face, went to the kitchen sink to wash her face, turned her head and asked Leiqiu who was standing beside the frying pan like her, "Are you really not hot?"
It was obvious that Leiqiu didn't care about whether it was hot or not, she trotted very attentively and delivered two plates to the table, and took out two pairs of disposable chopsticks - Song Pingguo really wanted to ask where she came from. Wholesale disposable chopsticks, can you help her also buy wholesale——I can't wait to take apart the chopsticks and take a bite of rice into my mouth.
The well-fried onion has its own unique vegetable sweetness, which just neutralizes a little spiciness, making the fried rice rolled in chili sauce very easy to eat, and the sausage brings a sense of monotony Satisfaction, and then the rice grains are also coated with fragrant eggs.
If there is only one egg and a bowl of leftover rice, and they want to eat them in the best and most convenient way, the first way people can think of is egg fried rice, whether it is raw egg bibimbap, egg custard bibimbap or egg fried rice , eggs are always the best ingredients to mix with rice.
Lei Qiu didn't stop his chopsticks from the moment he picked up the plate, and ate all the chili fried rice on the plate in one breath. Song Pingguo, who was sitting opposite her, felt that she couldn't describe it as eating: it was completely It can be said to be eating.
"It's so cool." Lei Qiu put down the plate and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's so cool to eat in summer."
"I thought you really didn't have sweat glands." Song Pingguo shook her head and finished her share of fried rice. "I'm going to prepare box lunch..."
"Let me help?" Lei Qiu pointed at himself, "I can help you move all the lunch boxes downstairs in one go."
Lei Qiu used Farewell My Concubine and Song Pingguo as examples of some Beijing operas he has acted in. Ba Wang is considered "clean", that is, a painted face, but in fact, she is a martial arts student.The sparring moves learned by martial arts students are all about the stage effect. Although some practicality can be glimpsed in them, they are really limited. It cannot be denied that after so many years of practice, Raichu's strength is indeed great.
If Song Pingguo didn't have such a big box, she would really be able to move all the lunch boxes down and stuff them into the cargo compartment of the pickup truck in one trip without even breathing heavily.
Lei Qiu waved to Song Pingguo: "Okay, then I'm going to film, business is booming today, remember to leave it for me."
"You go over there? Do you want me to take you there?"
"No need, I have a car." Leiqiu took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and twirled them in his hand, "I bought a new one."
So Song Pingguo watched her walk towards an Emma electric car not far away.
When she first came to Hengdian, Song Pingguo really didn't worry much about how much she could sell the boxed lunches. She made up her mind to go back after messing around casually this time. However, after she really came here, she I feel that it would be too embarrassing to go home after losing all the money, so let's fight for it as much as possible.
Facts have proved that the feedback she has won is not bad, and she is credited steadily every day, earning neither too much nor too little.
In contrast, Leiqiu's life in Hengdian was not so stable. When she came to Song Pingguo's lunch box at noon, she looked downcast, and she didn't even pick up the rice as fast as the previous two days.
"What's the matter with you?" Song Pingguo gave her the lunch box that had been left in advance, and also gave her an extra apple - the one that Leiqiu gave her in the morning.
"I was trained by the director so much that I almost forgot my last name." Lei Qiu readily accepted the apple and ponytail that Song Pingguo shared with her, but she has long arms and legs, and sitting on a ponytail is no better How much better to squat, "Fortunately, the shooting progress was not delayed, otherwise he would have torn me apart."
"The director trained you?" Song Pingguo was aroused by her curiosity, "No way, didn't you act in a drama? Your acting skills should be pretty good."
"It's because I'm in a drama." Lei Qiu picked peanuts from the Kung Pao Chicken with a sad face, "Do you know how dramas are performed? As soon as I hear the director's call, I will act in a drama, so I can't live in peace. Do people act?"
The biggest difference between dramas and TV dramas and movies is that TV dramas and movies are the product of the cooperation of a group of people, and the shooting process is more suitable to be called "production". Although dramas also require the cooperation of actors, most of the time, the actors are In the process of enjoying the creation, I am completely selfless in it, so that the audience at the scene can also be immersed in it, and feel the strong emotions of the characters.
Drama was born in ancient Greece thousands of years ago, and it has been passed down to this day. It is full of a romantic color, so actors like Raichu who are used to hearty performances, when they stand on the set of TV dramas and movies, they feel— —I felt like I was on the wrong set.
The camera was facing, and the other actors might not be impatient, the director was walking around, the director gestured this way and that, and called out cards from time to time.
This card word is the nightmare of Leiqiu Hengdian's career. As long as she hears this word, all the emotions that she has just brewed will fly to the sky, and the extras will be ignored. They were all scolded bloody by the director.
It made Raichu have nightmares in the middle of the night, dreaming that the master told her: "My name is not actually Pichu, but my name is Pikachu."
"I understand, you have encountered a huge obstacle in the process of changing careers." Song Pingguo nodded in understanding, "Hey, can you give me a moment?"
"What are you going to do?"
"Drama, you like it."
Song Pingguo was joking, but Lei Qiu swallowed the food in his mouth, took out a piece of paper to wipe off the oil on his mouth, cleared his throat and stood up.
Really acting.Song Pingguo moved her little bench forward with great interest.
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