There are red beans in the north [entertainment circle]

In front of Fang Yuan was a small pot of freshly chopped mutton, a row of cut red willow branches of equal length, and a clean empty plate.

Lamb kebabs are the specialty of all barbecue restaurants in Xiaocheng. Although they were originally introduced from Xinjiang, after years of improvement in Xiaocheng, they have developed their own characteristics, which are completely different from Xinjiang's mutton skewers.

There are two types of lamb kebabs in Xiaocheng, one is a large skewer made of red willow branches, and the other is a small skewer made of thin iron brazes.The two kinds of meat skewers have their own beauty, and they are deeply loved by local residents, and they are almost a must-order on every table.Fang Yuan had the audacity to ask Bai Shu to teach him because of the popularity of kebabs in the small town and the simplicity and feasibility of the operation.

However, some things are really simple at first glance, and I didn't realize until I got started that everything was taken for granted by myself.The fresh mutton is extremely creamy. If you want to skewer it, you need to find a good angle and use good strength.If the force is too weak, you won't be able to penetrate it; if the force is too strong, you may get stuck into your own hand. In short, if you can't find the ingenious force, it will be difficult to succeed at the first time.What's more, the order of fat and lean mutton is also very particular. The oil from the fat roast combined with the burnt lean meat is the essence of the mutton skewers.

Fang Yuan looked like he was embroidering flowers, and he sat there earnestly stringing them together. When there was already a full plate in front of others, there were only a few strings in front of him. Frustrated, he threw stones at the camera and said in frustration: "Hands Who understands the cruel pain!"

In order not to make himself look like a failure, he picked up a new red willow branch and pricked it hard, the slippery fat was immediately thrown away by him, and the tip of the red willow branch stabbed his index finger impartially.A burst of sharp pain made Fang Yuan take off his gloves with a frown, ignoring the flesh that was poked flying.

The red willow branch pierced the plastic glove, and where his index finger was poked, bright red blood beads were gradually congealing.He quickly pressed his index finger with his thumb, and when the blood droplets got bigger and bigger and were about to drip, he took out a clean piece of paper and wiped off the blood droplets.

A small piece of pure white paper was soaked in bright red, and so on, a piece of paper was soon covered with plum blossoms.Of course, Fang Yuan would not take such a small and harmless wound to heart, but some people obviously didn't want him to muddle along like this.

Bai Shu's face was slightly cold, and he walked to Fang Yuan's side unhappy, and his tone was rarely severe: "Follow me."

But in complete contrast to his expression, it was his hand that patted Fang Yuan's shoulder with a gentle movement, as if he was afraid that if he used any more strength, he would hurt someone.

Fang Yuan nodded, indicating that the little cameraman could stop and take a break, and then followed Bai Shu out of the back kitchen's workshop.Bai Shu led him back to the cashier, took out a small medicine box from the cabinet below, and pulled Fang Yuan's injured finger over.

Fang Yuan's body is cold and damp, his hands and feet are always cold, but Bai Shu's hands are just the opposite, his hands are warm and dry.He carefully held Fang Yuan's fingers in the palm of his hand. The warm touch was like a ray of warm sun in three or nine days, dispelling the severe cold in winter and warming people's hearts.

Fang Yuan looked at his fingers, thinking in a daze, in fact, Bai Shu is not a really cold person, he just looks cold, in fact, he is a very warm person.

Bai Shu didn't know what was going on in Fang Yuan's mind, and he carefully cleaned Fang Yuan's injured finger with disinfectant.The slight tingling pain in his fingers brought Fang Yuan back to his mind, and he muttered in a low voice: "Actually, it's okay, this little injury is nothing at all."

Bai Shu raised his head, looked at him disapprovingly, but didn't say much, just continued the work at hand.Fang Yuan was defeated by his seriousness, so he had no choice but to let him apply transparent ointment on his fingers, and finally put on a cute little yellow duck Band-Aid.

Why does Bai Shu always do things that are completely inconsistent with his image, but inexplicably poke at his cuteness?Fang Yuan fiddled with the little yellow duck on his finger, and smiled sweetly at Bai Zhu, "Very cute, thank you."

"You're welcome." Bai Zhu put away the medicine box, "Do you want to continue?"

"Of course." Fang Yuan nodded, he was not a person who would give up easily.

When he returned to the workshop, there was another person beside Fang Yuan.Bai Shu was actually wearing work clothes, a chef's hat, a mask, and gloves, and stayed by his side, making skewers with him.

The work clothes of the shop, in order to show their cleanliness and hygiene, are uniformly white, neat and simple, practical but not fashionable.Even such rustic clothes, wearing Bai Shu, did not compromise his temperament at all. He just sat there, and the whole workshop gave people a different feeling. This is something that even Fang Yuan couldn't do. He made the stringing thing as elegant as making tea.

After all, although Fang Yuan is good-looking, he is very down-to-earth. He is like a little brother next door, smart and well-behaved, always full of vitality like a little sun, and people can't help but want to get close to him.

As for Bai Shu, Fang Yuan couldn't help staring at Bai Shu secretly, he had changed his costume countless times in his mind, he really wanted to know what kind of image would make Bai Shu look more down-to-earth.But after thinking for a long time, his poor imagination limited his thinking, and he still couldn't imagine it in the end.

Some people have a natural temperament, just like some actors have a sense of joy no matter what they play, and some actors look like bad guys no matter what they play.He thinks that Bai Shu has been like this since he was a child, maybe it's not because he is indifferent by nature, but there is nothing that catches his eye, so he doesn't pay much attention to anything, and there is nothing that can arouse his interest.

Since Fang Yuan entered the entertainment circle, he thought he had seen all kinds of beings, but he had never met such a person.Perhaps, it was this unique temperament that attracted him, so that his eyes always followed him unconsciously, wanting to see what could move him, and he didn't know whether the princes of the Fenghuo opera could win the beauties smile.

You don't have to do anything, just stand there, and you can attract the attention of everyone. This is the quality that a superstar should possess.Fang Yuan thought, it's really a pity that Bai Shu didn't enter the entertainment industry.

However, being able to be liked by such a person made Fang Yuan feel a sense of pride spontaneously, as if the surge in fans of the scarf was not as refreshing as it was at this time.

"Concentrate." Bai Shu pulled out the red willow branch from the smirking Fang Yuan, "Otherwise I will get hurt again."

"Oh." Fang Yuan responded obediently, and quickly told himself to stop thinking about it and work hard.

But with a casual glance, he found that on the iron plate in front of Bai Shu, there was already a row of meat skewers neatly arranged like a line.

"I can't tell, I still have obsessive-compulsive disorder." Fang Yuan muttered in a low voice, and then threw the crooked meat skewers he skewered when he was distracted just now into Bai Zhu's plate.

In an instant, the neat beauty disappeared.Bai Shu looked over with a blank face, Fang Yuan stuck out his tongue at him mischievously, made a grimace, "Come and bite me!"

"Can you be more childish?" Bai Shu asked disdainfully.

"A little bit!"

The two fought fiercely, but in the end Fang Yuan lost to Bai Shu's Dead Fish Eye and ended in failure.He watched helplessly as Bai Shu put the meat skewers back on Fang Yuan's plate, and even straightened the meat skewers that had been messed up for him.

Forget it, you have obsessive-compulsive disorder and you are very powerful, so I don't care about you, as long as you are happy.Fang Yuan snorted and continued with his work.

Working alone is boring and tiring, but once you have a partner by your side, the feeling will be different immediately.Even though Bai Shu is a dull gourd and rotten wood, since he was by his side, Fang Yuan felt that his work became miraculously easier and his efficiency was much higher. When he finally finished skewering the meat in his small basin, he opened his mouth Stretching his hands, he took off his mask and made a victory gesture to the camera.

"Boss, for the sake of my hard work for so long, can these meat skewers be given to me as wages?" Fang Yuan blinked his big eyes at Bai Shu, acting cute on purpose.

Bai Shu shook his head indifferently, "Of course not, you are not worth the price."

"Oh my god, how heartless!" Fang Yuan covered his chest, "Is the friendship between people so fragile?"

"There's never been that thing." The indifference continued to escalate.

Fang Yuan hurriedly pulled the plate to his chest, hugged it vaguely and did not let go, "No matter what, these are mine now!"

Bai Shu looked at him playing tricks helplessly, and smiled dotingly, "These were originally used to teach you how to bake."

"Really! That's great!" Fang Yuan jumped up and cheered. He picked up the tray and was about to go out, but he forgot the chair under his feet. When he turned around, his knee hit the corner of the chair. He lost his balance and was about to face Fall aside.

At this time, what Fang Yuan was thinking in his heart was that it really is the way of heaven and reincarnation, who made him get carried away just now, maybe he will make a fool of himself in a while!

However, God still favored him, because Bai Shu, who was always by his side, saw that he was about to fall, and it was too late to say it, so he wrapped his arms around his waist with one hand, and supported Fang Yuan holding the tray with the other. Hands, while keeping him from falling, it also didn't let the meat skewers fall apart.

After the center of gravity was stabilized, Fang Yuan patted his chest with lingering fear, and when he raised his head, he bumped into Bai Shu's concerned eyes. For a moment, he froze and didn't know what to say.

"Are you okay?" Bai Shu asked with concern.

Fang Yuan, who came to his senses, found that he was still held in Bai Shu's arms, and his ears turned red unconsciously. He quickly backed out, "Ah, it's all right."

Seeing that he was really fine, Bai Shu felt relieved, nodded and said, "Then let's go."

"Yeah." Fang Yuan nodded sharply, this time carefully carrying the tray, like a cheerful puppy, wagging his tail and followed Bai Zhu to the barbecue room.