His white moonlight, slag skill level one hundred

"What's your situation?" Su Zhe ran to the car and asked.

Xiang Bei hid behind the chair, glanced at the situation in front of the car from time to time, and said with a dry smile: "It's nothing, I just don't want to take this business all of a sudden."

Su Zhe observed for a while, and said in surprise: "You really don't want to pick it up?" He looked at the producer and the director who were confronting a group of young men in front of him, and felt that something would happen if he didn't go down, "Anyway, come down quickly !” After speaking, he ran out of the car in three steps at a time.

The drama manager and the producer had already been forced to the front of the car. When they saw Su Zhe get off the car, they seemed to see the savior, and quickly hid behind him.

The village head had pale hair and wrinkled face. He looked at Su Zhe coldly and said, "It's useless to find anyone! I advise you to save your worries and avoid looking for these liars. It's useless except to spend money!"

Su Zhe didn't say a word, he was so embarrassed that he was about to explode, because the narration box didn't appear until now, he stood there in a daze, either advancing or retreating, and scolded Xiang Bei bloody in his heart, and he finished scolding If you scold yourself again, you dare to take on this kind of work that doesn't belong to you in the eyes of Qianqian!

Adults are always responsible for their own decisions.

Just when Su Zhe was about to admit that there was nothing he could do, and said a few soft words to evade people, the village chief rolled his eyes and suddenly regained his energy—how should I put it, like a BOSS in a bloodthirsty state, His back straightened, his eyes widened, and his nostrils opened—he raised the stick in his hand and roared, "It's you, you brat!"

Su Zhe turned his head and saw that Xiang Bei was poking his head out of the car door, even smiling and shaking his hand.

"Old Huang, who is that?" A young man came up to ask.

Huang Lao waved his hand and rushed over while roaring: "No one is allowed to move, you don't want to interfere! Today I'm going to beat you until you puke! Spit out everything you eat!"

Xiang Beiyan closed the car door quickly, and Huang Lao's stick landed on the car door accurately, making a loud noise.The producer, the production manager and the driver had long been hiding away. Only Su Zhe rushed forward, caught Huang Lao's second blow, and said with a smile on his face, "Speak up if you have something to say!"

"Who are you?" Mr. Huang was stunned for a moment, then he waved his arms forcefully, "It's none of your business, get out!"

Su Zhe only felt that Huang Lao's strength was astonishingly great, and he was not as old as his appearance at all. He almost used his strength to stabilize himself, and said with a smile: "He is my friend. If he did anything wrong in the past, it will all be His mistake, I apologize to you on his behalf, if you have any losses, you can sit down and talk slowly, don't get angry."

Huang Lao stared and remained silent for two seconds, then a narration frame appeared: If you attack from below, this person will definitely not be able to avoid it.

As soon as Su Zhe noticed the vibration under his feet, he jumped to the side without even thinking about it. A young shoot came out and grew into a branch at an incredible speed. Big, it wasn't a fatal attack, it was just trying to drive him away.

Huang Lao is not considered a bad person.

Huang Lao seemed surprised by Su Zhe's success in dodging Huang Lao. He squinted his eyes and observed for a while, then asked, "Young man, where did you learn from?"

"Uh, I graduated from N City Sports Academy." Su Zhe said.

Huang Lao's expression became a little disgusted, and he waved his hand: "Even if you are not from my generation, then don't get involved in this mess."

"I just want to help you solve the problem." Su Zhe said patiently, "You can tell me what Xiangbei did, and if possible, I will ask him to compensate you."

"Compensation?!" Huang Lao raised his voice, "He has learned my family's secret recipe, so what compensation will I get?"

"It's just a recipe for cured meat." Xiang Bei's voice came from the car window, "I think the taste is average."

"Then don't eat it!" Huang Lao roared.

Su Zhe: "..."

Nima is outrageous for one bite!

It took 10 minutes for the two sides to finally calm down. Since Mr. Huang was determined not to allow Su Zhe and his party to enter the village, they had to get in the car to talk.The producer, Su Zhe, Xiang Bei, Huang Lao, and a young young man sat face to face, and the atmosphere was so dignified.

"You took my recipe, but did you make any big dishes?" Mr. Huang said coldly.

Involving a lifelong hobby, Xiang Bei curled his lips and said, "Fresh bamboo shoots and thin slices of bacon are much more delicious than your braised bacon, do you understand?"

"Why don't I understand! That prescription is from my family!" Huang Lao said angrily, "Why do you speak so badly!"

Su Zhe knew that there was no way to go to the north. He had to use interrogative sentences. Others didn't understand. Only then did he truly experience how difficult it was to go to the north. Yes, he should get your permission first..." Xiang Bei secretly took pictures of eating at a star-rated restaurant, and he didn't think he got this bacon recipe in a legitimate way.

Unexpectedly, Huang Lao actually said: "It is indeed agreed."

"Ah?" Su Zhe was startled, "Then..."

"But he must have played tricks!" Huang Lao slapped the back of his chair, "I made a bet with him, if I lose, I will give him the prescription!"

Su Zhe was silent for a while, and asked, "Did he lose?"

"No, he won!" Huang Lao continued to be angry, "I was going to turn my face on, but I still gave him the prescription for some reason! This is unreasonable! He must have done something wrong!"

Su Zhe: "..."

Xiang Bei said that sometimes for some unimportant things, and he wants to ensure that things go smoothly, he will use methods such as betting, which can effectively reduce the side effects of the words, because the other party will have to realize it after losing. The idea of ​​commitment is more logical.

Su Zhe feels that the more Xiangbei's words change the reality, the greater the impact on Xiangbei itself. When this influence is greater than the limit that Xiangbei can bear, it will cause death. The bet is indeed a way to reduce the change of reality. degree of practice.

When Mr. Huang said this, the young man who followed him also looked confused, moved his butt uncomfortably, lowered his head and said nothing.

"No, didn't you make an appointment with him?" Su Zhe said helplessly.

"I wanted to break the contract, but I gave it to him in the end. It's not right!" Mr. Huang said confidently, "How could I pass on the family recipe to outsiders just because I rolled a dice?!"

Su Zhe: "..."

It was another 10 minutes before things calmed down again.

Su Zhe said wearily: "Did you and Xiang Bei know each other because of cooking?"

"That's not true. I ran into him at the annual meeting of the Southwest Daoist Association." Huang Lao snorted, "I just want to be open and aboveboard to my family. I didn't expect to do such trivial things! I obviously don't intend to fulfill the bet !"

The young man's head was almost lowered to his chest, and the faces of the producer and the production manager were flushed. Su Zhe felt a little headache, and seeing that the topic was about to reach a dead end, he said helplessly: "Then what, let's not mention Xiangbei's story for now. Recipe, why do you not allow the crew to live in the village?"

"That's because they are unclean." Speaking of this, Huang Lao's tone softened a lot, "I said not to go into the cave, if they insist on going in, there is nothing they can do."

The narration box that Su Zhe was looking forward to reappeared, but the words on it were hard to understand: As a mountain in this area, I really hate being poked out nostrils!