Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 189: Is the male protagonist of “Folding Heaven” this chef?!!

“Old Liu, you leave the incense first and tell them not to clean up.”

Director Zhu quickly grabbed Lao Liu and took back the high incense used for sacrifice.

He also urged him to stop the staff, put down the confiscated ones first, and put them out again.

After explaining, he took a deep breath and looked at each other with Song ~ Director next to him.

The gods and demons in the drama “Folding the Sky” are almost everywhere, right? There is a Buddha and a path, right?

Even your mother holds a golden hoop rod to defeat the Buddha.

And what big red hairy in old age… Lying groove, can this be filmed if it is not sacrificed?

Then you can’t film the mysterious disappearance of half of the entire crew?

This year, it doesn’t matter if you offend people, but if you offend ghosts and gods, you’re finished.

As soon as they thought of this, Director Zhu and Director Song were numb.

They are really afraid that because they do not sacrifice, they will encounter mysterious phenomena that science cannot explain.

For example, going to the toilet in the middle of the night, suddenly feeling that there are cold hands touching the butt or something…

“It’s only a little more now, and if you rearrange it, you should be able to finish the sacrifice.”

“Okay, then let’s get ready quickly, be sure to finish before the sun goes down.”

“Well, I’ll go and arrange it, and you quickly call those two responsible persons back.”

Director Zhu and Director Song said a few words, and then began to act separately.

They contacted the person in charge of Penguin Pictures and called everyone who left the scene back.

Then he re-set the stage and rearranged the incense case.

Three hours later, the altar was finally erected.

But because the days in winter are particularly short, the sun falls very quickly.

By the time everything was ready, the sun was already heading downhill.

But they don’t care about any good days now, they just hope to get everything done before sunset.

Therefore, the people at the scene neatly tidied up their clothes, tied red silk around their waist, and held a straight sacrifice.

Burn incense, bow down, ask the great monk to turn the prayer tube, knock on the wooden fish, and chant.

All aspects of the festival are in place and continue in a step-by-step manner.

Finally, when the last head of everyone slammed on the ground, the two directors breathed a sigh of relief.

People say that drinking is wrong, that’s because if you’re drunk, you don’t know anything.

But when did you hear about eating wrong?

It’s all strange to Chef Yang!

“Director Zhu, I have an idea I don’t know if I should talk about it.”

“There is a fart to release quickly.”

The field manager looked at the pig’s head, fried fish and stewed chicken on the sacrificial platform, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke: “Let’s give these things to the gods, ghosts, and foxes?” ”

Director Zhu was stunned for a moment: “Aren’t others all sacrificed like this?” ”

“You think about it, we eat the good craftsmanship of Chef Yang, and as a result, the tribute to the gods is all bought from the delicatessen, if you are a ghost god, do you promise?”

Lao Liu coughed and continued to speak: “Anyway, if it were me, I definitely couldn’t agree, you guys are obviously discriminatory, I especially want to eat Yang Chef’s craftsmanship.” ”

Director Zhu’s eyes widened, and he raised his hand to the back of his head and punched him: “Shut up, you don’t fucking talk, no one treats you as a dumb!” ”

“I’m telling the truth…”

“What the truth, fuck off!”

Old Liu smacked his lips, and said in his heart that he would scold me.

Am I wrong?

You guys eat well, give me the technology and ruthlessness of Nima Delicatessen.

If I were a god, I would definitely lift the table.

Yang Zhe’s dish was earth-shattering in fragrance, and even the suburbs could smell it.

You were eating with a mouth full of oil, and your mouth was constantly shouting incense.

But me? I watched the mukbang all morning!

As a result, when the sacrifice was finally made, my hara flowed down from the incense case

You set me a table of delicatessen-bought things?

And Nima shy face for me to bless you? I bless you guys!

I’m going to find you tonight and scratch your belly through the toilet eye!

Old Liu Brain made up for the picture of the late-night toilet, and couldn’t help but shiver.

At the same time, Director Zhu watched Old Liu get off the sacrificial platform.

Then he pulled Director Song again, quickly clasped his hands together, and bowed again to the sacrificial platform.

“All the gods, ghosts, demon foxes, yellow-skinned immortals, everyone is strange, there are strange.”

“The offerings I offer you are all bought by the delicatessen, and we eat them made by Chef Yang, which is really not authentic.”

“But you have also seen today’s scene, it’s really not that I don’t want to serve you Chef Yang’s dishes.”

“It’s that group of reporters, Lao Liu, it’s so crazy that I can’t stop it.”

“In this way, wait for the full moon night this month, and I will pay Yang Zhe to make a table and make an offering to you, okay?”

Director Zhu finished his words and carefully observed the sacrificial platform in front of him.

The offerings were not lifted, and the incense burner on the table was fine.

Moreover, the incense in the incense burner was also burned neatly, and there was no situation of three long and two short.

He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that this could be regarded as a complete one.

By the next month, I will scrape together my own money and set a table for the gods, and it is estimated that this matter will pass…

Soldier.

The heads of the various media received emails from their reporters at about the same time.

Inside is a live photo of the opening ceremony of the “Folding Heaven” crew.

It’s just that 60 percent of these photos are duplicates, the only difference is that the angles are different.

And……

Why do the people in the photo have reflective corners of their mouths?

The people in charge looked at the photos, and their eyebrows gradually furrowed.

Well, this one is not bad.

At least the faces of the male and female protagonists were clearly photographed.

Well, this one seems to be good too.

Except for the director’s crotch being a little wet, there are no other major problems.

Hey, this roast suckling pig is really good.

Shout, this soup cheese baked lobster makes the population flow at a glance.

And this nine-turn large intestine, chopped pepper scallops, Dongjiang stuffed tofu…

Looking at it, the people in charge felt a little wrong.

What is this special thing?

Is “Folding Heaven” a Nima food drama?

Of the more than 100 photos, 50 are of the opening banquet? What’s going on here?!

Did these journalists go to interview, or did they go to the dinner?!

You took a closed-eye photo of the director, and the big lobster was taken like a photo, can this be used?

At the same time, under the Weibo of major entertainment official media, a large number of original fans who came to eat melons could not help but be silent.

Even if the actor took ugly photos, there were even photos with half-open eyes.

Is this a professional reporter?

I’m holding Nokia and shooting better than this, right?

Also, what do you mean by putting so many food photos?

This group of dogs won’t change “Folding Heaven” into a food drama like “Little Chinese Boss”, right?!

But……

The chef in the photo is quite handsome.

Tall, thin and tall, his expression is slightly high and cold.

And the hands holding the wok are clearly articulated, white and delicate.

Is this person the male protagonist?

If the male protagonist is like this, then this drama is still interesting.

“Hello, is the male protagonist the one who cooks?!”

“Who is Ye Fu, is it the person who stir-fry in the photo? Which actor is he? ”

“The male protagonist is so handsome, the man who can cook is the most handsome!”

The operation of Weibo saw the private message in the background, and was silent in an instant.

Then they picked and picked, and finally selected a starring photo from a large pile of photos that could be seen.

“Dear, it’s them.”

“Oh, abandoned the show, goodbye.”

“？？？ Again? ”