apples more than anything

"What, you tell me it's the daughter of the stomach bleeding last time? Don't tell me that she is as annoying as that stomach bleeding, then I will go crazy."

Raichu was not as easygoing as he seemed.She definitely doesn't show her character when she's acting, which doesn't mean she doesn't.

She is essentially a flamboyant and sharp person, never showing weakness or even being unreasonable, always daring to challenge, always daring to release her emotions to the fullest, this is true in front of the camera on the stage, and even more so in front of people who are hostile to her .

If Lei Qiu was bullied as a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch, then being drunk to the point of stomach bleeding would already be a good result.

There were not many people in the private room, Lei Qiu's friend director Xia Yiming, and a few actors with very strange faces, not only the faces were strange, but no one knew their names.

Then Xia Yiming told Leiqiu the ins and outs of the whole incident. The cause of the incident was the daughter of the sponsor who was drunk by Leiqiu last time and had stomach bleeding. She is a clear stream among the rich second generation. I don't even like to play golf, but I like to find a group of people to make my favorite books into TV series.

Most of the books she likes are not very well-known, and the actors she picks are basically not well-known, and the director she picks—Xia Yiming firmly defends herself, thinking that she is still very discerning in choosing directors, otherwise what? Can choose such a special talent.It was definitely not because he and Gong Xiaoye were good friends that Gong Xiaoye let him take the photo.

Gong Xiao was not late for a long time, and was soon accompanied by the smell of stinky tofu... the smell entered the private room, she sat down on the empty seat as if no one was there, lowered her head, bit off another stinky tofu from the bamboo stick, and swallowed it Afterwards, he warmly greeted everyone: "Come, everyone, eat first, don't be polite, if you and I are polite, you will definitely not be able to eat."

Everyone in the audience was shocked.

I knew she was fresh and refined, but how did I know she was so fresh and refined, no one dared to speak for a while, everyone picked up the food silently, and then pounded it with chopsticks to pretend that they were eating.

Only Xia Yiming knew what kind of virtue Gong Xiao was, so he silently took the opportunity to eat food.

Then, under Xia Yiming's grateful eyes, Lei Qiu finally broke the deadlock.

"Where do you buy stinky tofu?"

"Go out and turn left and there is an alley."

"Can you give me a taste?"

"Only one!"

Gong Xiaoye and Lei Qiu established a solid revolutionary friendship in an instant. The whole wine table saw them chatting and laughing, drinking and eating food, and there was no room for others to intervene.

Once people have common hobbies, whether they are unfamiliar or familiar, they will quickly draw closer to each other in their hearts and build a temporary bridge for in-depth communication. If the bridge does not collapse after in-depth communication, then the two people will be together Will become good friends with lightning speed.

Although Raichu had drunk her father until his stomach bleeds, her father had recovered after all: and had given up drinking because of it.

The two people who were full of enthusiasm for eating completely ignored the other group of people at the table. When Leiqiu said that Song Pingguo's cooking was particularly delicious, she proposed something that Xia Yiming almost took a bite out of. Suggestion of soup squirting onto the table.

"Well, let her make a dish. If I think it's delicious, I'll give you the role. Anyway, I don't like this role. Anyone can play it." Gong Xiao also patted Leiqiu on the shoulder, "Okay." no?"

It was only now that everyone remembered that no matter how fresh and refined, this is a rich second generation who is so willful that he invests in making his favorite novels into TV dramas one by one, and is so willful that he assigns roles like this, which is completely acceptable.

Cooking a dish is a piece of cake for Song Pingguo, she is very happy to help Leiqiu, although before helping, she still covered her face and deeply felt that she was so poor, and her whole body exuded an air of incapacity.

"Then get me a chicken." Song Pingguo emphasized, "Live, old hen, suitable for making soup."

"Okay!" Speaking of this, Gong Xiao also acted as straightforward as Lei Qiu, and immediately took out his mobile phone, "Do you want a chicken?"

Song Pingguo thought for a while, then took out her mobile phone and typed a bunch of things on the memo and handed it to Gong Xiaoye.Gong Xiao also took the phone over and read one by one to the other end of the phone: "Old hen, cabbage, scallops, ham, ribs, duck, chicken breast...the lineup is quite luxurious."

After Gong Xiaoye's subordinates prepared everything and sent it over, Gong Xiaoye lent the hotel's kitchen to Song Pingguo.

Xia Yiming stared at Gong Xiaoye with wide eyes: "Why didn't you tell me that this hotel is yours before? I pay the full price every time!"

"You should have paid the bill in full every time." Gong Xiao also tapped him on the head, "And it's not me who pays the bill most of the time, why are you doing it every time?"

Song Pingguo over there has already taken out the scallops from the food box and soaked them in warm water.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what she was going to cook.

"Uh..." Song Pingguo scratched her head and turned around in embarrassment, "...Oh yes, the scallops need to be soaked overnight."

The next morning, Song Pingguo's long hair was tied behind her head, and her delicate face became a beautiful sight in the morning—of course, the first thing everyone noticed was that she was holding a cabbage in her arms and one containing ham and The plastic bag for the ribs, and a chicken and a duck in his hand.

Fortunately, Lei Qiu quickly ran down from upstairs to help her share some of the burden, and then Gong Xiaoye's car stopped in front of them, and Gong Xiao also gnawed on a pancake and poked his head out from the passenger seat, motioning for the two of them to get on. car.

"Lei Qiu, although I don't like your character, this book is very interesting." Gong Xiao also ate the pancakes in two bites, fastened his seat belt, and turned half of his body like a child to talk to Lei Qiu in the back row , "It's called "Old Friends Are Still Singing", have you heard of it?"

After Leiqiu said that she hadn't heard of it, she immediately showed a proud expression of "I knew you hadn't heard of it", and took out a copy from her bag and gave it to Leiqiu: "Take it and read it carefully."

Lei Qiu would get motion sick easily when reading in the car, so she turned the book to the back and glanced at the introduction written on the back.

It is roughly speaking that the emperor of an overhead dynasty gradually lost the trust of his former comrades-in-arms and companions after ascending the throne. Almost no one in the court believed him, but the people were in turmoil...

The introduction is very brief. Lei Qiu put down the book and guessed what kind of character he would get. Gong Xiao also introduced it enthusiastically: "I think the author's emotional description is very delicate, especially the kind of hero and hero. The sympathy and sympathy between each other, in the end, the people who had been estranged returned to the protagonist and guarded this country for him..."

After listening to Gong Xiao talking all the way excitedly, they finally arrived at the restaurant last night.

It was still early for the restaurant to open, and there was no one in the back kitchen. Song Pingguo threw the processed ribs, chicken, duck, ham, and scallops into a big pot, filled it with water, and began to carefully control the heat.The flame kept getting bigger and smaller between the medium fire and the low fire. Lei Qiu and Gong Xiao also looked at the side. The water in the pot also boiled for a while and then subsided. The ingredients rolled quietly in the water, emitting Expected strong fragrance.

The water never boiled continuously, and the flavors were not thoroughly mixed again. The aromas in the air were perfectly blended together and clearly discernible.

"Don't get in the way, you two, I'll call you when you're done." Song Pingguo had to chase away the two greedy ghosts who were huddling around the pot and wishing they could jump right in, "If they get in the way, I'll resort to violence. "

When the soup was almost stewed, Song Pingguo took the kitchen knife while keeping an eye on the heat, chopped the chicken breast into fine minced meat, and gently put it into the pot.

Song Pingguo slowly stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon. Because the pot was too big and the soup was too fragrant, Leiqiu felt in a trance that he was going to take poisoned apples to poison Snow White soon.

"Can I drink it?" Gong Xiao also looked forward to it, "Can I leave cabbage in my share?"

The minced meat full of impurities was floating in the pot, Song Pingguo took out a large bowl and put it on the table, took out a piece of sackcloth from his pocket, spread it over the mouth of the bowl: "Leiqiu, help me stretch the cloth good."

Song Pingguo carefully divided the contents of the pot into another pot first, and then carefully poured it into a bowl, so as not to scald Lei Qiu's hand, which was tightening the sackcloth, Lei Qiu didn't care whether he would burn himself When he got it, he asked Song Pingguo eagerly: "Then you don't want everything in the pot?"

"Yes, I don't want it anymore." Song Pingguo smiled and skimmed off a layer of oil flakes on the soup with an iron spoon, peeled off the outer layers of the cabbage, and put it in an empty bowl.

Song Pingguo held a porcelain bowl full of clear clear soup, and poured it over the cabbage in another bowl. Under Lei Qiu and Gong Xiao's attentive gaze, the cabbage in the bowl stretched out its emerald green leaves, sucking it up. The leaves full of soup are full and attractive.

Lei Qiu quickly took out three spoons, handed them to Song Pingguo and Gong Xiaoye, and took a sip himself first.

Delicious and rich, but without the slightest greasy and impurities, people can't wait to freeze this taste on the tongue.The three of them huddled by the bowl and drank a large bowl of soup one after another, all showing satisfied smiles.

After returning to the rental house, Song Pingguo remembered a crucial question, ran to the opposite side and knocked on Leiqiu's door: "However, how do you solve the problem of getting out of play as soon as you hear the card?"

"Do your best." Lei Qiu silently raised his head and looked up at the ceiling, "Listen to the destiny..."