Song Tan Jishi

   Chapter 579 579. Ultraman and the Little Monster

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  Lu Chuan couldn't help thinking of his author friend who took over the script—

  When the screenwriter returned after three months, he was haggard and weak. After half a year of rest, he still had no inspiration for writing, so the question was just a curse:

   "The script has been changed and changed, and there are still problems in the middle of the night. The director makes changes, the producer makes changes, and the props also come to give advice, saying that the investment is small and there is no big scene!"

   "Finally, the group performance group also came to comment, saying that the producer does not want a big scene with more than eight people..."

   "The starring role is even more amazing! Dedicated, and even memorizes the lines - but I made a mistake and refused to NG, which made the subsequent plot unable to keep up. I have to change it!"

   "Screenwriter? Dogs don't even do it!"

  He thought of the irritable appearance of the other party, and at this moment his scalp tightened, and he quickly refused: "I don't have much experience as a screenwriter, so we can chat, but there is no need to talk to the team."

  Yunfeng also understands screenwriting, so he laughed at this moment: "I understand, I understand! People are just asking, this is not included in the contract, not to mention your worth, screenwriting is another price."

   "Since this is the case, let's not mention it for now. Let's talk about it after the project is really approved. It will take a while to select the scene in the early stage."

   While talking, he packed his things: "Do you want to buy any food? I'll take it along the way."

  Lu Chuan thought about it—there are pickles, pickles, and dried vegetables at home, but there is no meat, so he said directly: "Then you can buy some meat, and buy whatever meat you want."

okay!

  Lu Chuan's craftsmanship...

  Honestly speaking, if he doesn’t become an author to sell private food, he will definitely make a lot of money! Yunfeng packed his things, skipped work resolutely and ran away. Before leaving, he said symbolically:

   "I'll send the contract to the author."

  …

  Song Tan really received the news from Lu Chuan:

   "Thank you, everything has been received, and it is very delicious. But there is no need to give it away, I will accept it. I have paid attention to the store, and I can buy it myself if necessary."

   "In addition, there is some liquor at home that no one drinks. After you receive it, you can leave it for your family to taste."

   Except for the courier exchange, it can be said that the two are not familiar with each other at all. Lu Chuan's words are carefully thought out, and it is actually extremely difficult to reply.

  It is much more difficult than his code words!

  However, Song Tan only took a look at it, thinking that he should give it or give it away! Otherwise, wouldn't someone suffer from burns in vain?

   No matter how you say it, it has to be repaired slowly, right?

  So Panacea replied:

"OK!"

   Then put the phone away, and went to help Xiao Zhang drag the box—it was a big boxy box, written by Song Tanshou. She thought of the news just now, and thought they had delivered all the wine from the warehouse.

   As a result, I took it apart and took a look—one piled up one after another, all of which were square acrylic boxes, and inside were Ultraman with similar poses and different postures...

  Song Tan: …

  Brother Zhang: …

  Only Qiao Qiao cheered, dropped the tea in his hand and rushed over: "Mr. Xin! Did you give this to me? There are so many!"

  Xin Jun poked his head out from upstairs: "Yes, I mentioned two gifts at the time, but the delivery of this one was a bit late, and it only arrived today."

  Jojo was already holding the boxes happily, and went upstairs one after another: "I want to put them in the living room, study, and bedroom!"

  Thought for a while, then looked at Song Tan pleadingly: "Sister, can you buy me a cabinet? There are too many, and the grid can't fit."

  Song Tan couldn't help but have a headache!

   You have more than a hundred, what kind of cabinet can you buy to hold them?

  After all, Jojo’s pretense is definitely not stuffed in a closet like this, but a serious display.

  No matter how spacious the upstairs is, it can’t stand it like this?

   "It's like this," she cleared her throat: "As a human being, you can't be too fraternal. You liked Sai Luo at first, and now you like Di Jia, so there must be a sequence, right?"

   "Otherwise, even if it's all on display, you can't see it every day, and if you are not seen, will you feel wronged?"

"How about this, these Ultramans are all locked in the cabinet. When you see which Ultraman, put out the related Ultraman - think about it, how ceremonial it is !"

  Jojo thought for a while, it seems so!

  He nodded resolutely: "Sister, you are so smart! I'll show you off right now!"

  Brother Zhang looked at Song Tan inexplicably: "Your house is so big, you can't fit it in?"

Song Tan was even more vicissitudes: "You don't understand—I thought Ultraman was the only one at first. Later, I found out that he has more than a hundred, and there are even matching monsters. Now that Ultraman is on display, the monsters will be released in the future." where?"

  Brother Zhang: …

  He wiped his face, turned around and went to the express van to pick up a few boxes:

   "Here, I see it says food, your family still needs to buy food from outside?"

   "That's not it." Song Tan opened the box: "Here are some seasonings we ordered."

  The Zanthoxylum bungeanum pepper arrived yesterday. The seller was sincere. He bought five catties and sent seven catties. He said he would send two catties to Professor Song to try.

  Professor Song didn't want it, so Song Tan was cheaper again.

   Today, all the star anise, cinnamon and fragrant leaves are in place, and the tea leaves are also dried...

  Can you try this new tea egg tonight?

  Holding a bunch of seasonings in her hand, she decisively got into the kitchen.

   Seventh Cousin looked at the pile of boxes in her hand, smelled them one by one, tasted them, and couldn’t help sighing:

   "It has to be Professor Song! I can't find any of the varieties he recommends in the market—it's really a good thing. This quality, this taste, really good!"

   While talking, he quickly grabbed the seasoning and put it on several plates:

   "These are different ratios. I'll write them down later and classify them. Let's eat tonight and see which one is better."

   "If you choose, you can ask someone to distribute the seasoning, and you can sell it online here."

  The pile in front of me weighs a few catties of each kind, and a bag of tea eggs doesn’t cost much. It can make seven or eight hundred bags, which is enough for early sales.

okay!

  Song Tan is gearing up: "When the tea eggs are on the shelves, let Yan Ping and the others have a holiday!"

   After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Seventh Cousin, you have been cooking every day for the past few months, do you want to have a holiday too?"

   "Besides, when the work starts on the mountain, I will have to pay for rice over there. I plan to buy rice, noodles, meat and vegetables from the street, but do you have any suitable cooks here?"

   Seventh Cousin was silent.

  He used to lead an apprentice, but that apprentice... don't mention it.

  I thought about it now, and said: "I don't have to go on vacation. Can't I still cook at my own home during the vacation? We have a lot of people and it's lively, and the food is good."

   "As for the chef who cooks the big pot... Let me ask, how much salary do you plan to pay?"

  He is 5000, but this is his hometown, and the food and drink at Song Tan's house are also different.

  But that’s not the case on the mountain. Not to mention anything else, where did people live in the early days?

  Song Tan had already prepared: "I discussed with my grandfather that people in the early stage can live with him. When the house on the mountain is built, the old house on his side will just start construction."

   In other words, for an ordinary chef who is not from a nearby hometown, how much salary is suitable?

  (end of this chapter)