Food: starting from feeding Fat Reba in the crew

Chapter 297 Drooling before cooking? You guys are hungry for me?!!

In the blink of an eye, it was evening.

Although CCTV’s live broadcast could not be done, the shooting still had to continue.

In order to cooperate with this matter, Director Song also brought someone over to clean up in the afternoon.

The open-air restaurant is built on an empty sandy field by the side of the road.

Because of the food grab, the whole sand was trampled messy.

They took Tie Qiu to reorganize it, and by the way, hung a banner on the big banyan tree opposite.

It is written with words such as the Chinese New Year’s Eve rice of the “Folding Heaven” crew in 2022.

This is also a little bit of publicity.

Director Song felt that Director Wu couldn’t walk at noon.

If there is a little publicity in the material, it is estimated that there will be no opinion.

At the same time, Yang Zhe stood outside the field and looked up at the sky in the southeast, where a dark cloud of black pressure was heading towards this side.

He noticed the cloud an hour earlier.

At that time, the cloud was not so dark, and it was only a little gray.

But as it gets closer and closer to the studio, its color begins to become more and more intense.

From light gray, it changed to fifty degrees of gray, and finally there were light ink traces.

It seems that the weather forecast is right, and it will indeed snow tonight.

“Eating Chinese New Year’s Eve food in the snow, are you really not afraid of the cold?”

“It’s okay, Chef Yang, eating in the snow makes it feel better, otherwise how can it be called Chinese New Year’s Eve rice.”

“Do you feel like eating in the snow?”

“Don’t talk about eating in the snow, I used to rush out excitedly when I saw the snow, and I couldn’t wait to stand under the snow for a day.”

“Are you from the South?”

“No, I’m a northerner, but northerners also love snow.”

Yang Zhe looked at Director Song and felt that people in the city could play.

Yes, eating in the snow does have a warm feeling that you usually can’t feel, just like in Boss Yang’s newly bought villa, and the snowflakes that night really added a lot to the atmosphere.

But people are watching the snow through the floor-to-ceiling windows, you are sitting directly under the snow good guys, a mouthful of soup and half a mouthful of snow, what is the feeling?

But anyway, it is the request of the guest.

As a chef, you just need to follow the guest requirements.

As for the others, they have no problem with whether to eat in the snow or not.

After all, this is a Chinese New Year’s Eve cooked by Yang Zhe himself, and what kind of bicycle do you need if you have this treatment?

After half a ring, the people of the “Folding Heaven” crew finished cleaning up the open-air restaurant, and this kind of cleaning is not just flat, pulling and crossing.

There were even cartloads of fake flower baskets and placed them around the open-air restaurant.

By the way, the folding umbrella used in the crew was expanded, and it shone on the top of the restaurant, don’t say, such a layout, the mood will come up.

In this process, onlookers began to pour in.

“What are they doing? Filming sitcoms? ”

“No, the crew of “Folding the Sky” will organize a Chinese New Year’s Eve dinner before the holiday.”

“What’s so nice about that?”

“It’s really not interesting to watch people eat, but the person in charge is Chef Yang!”

“Lying in the groove, burning the big table? The last time they roasted suckling pigs, they almost didn’t kill me, I endured it all night, and the pigs didn’t sleep until dawn! ”

“Who isn’t, the taste is almost fatal, if I invite Chef Yang to cook the table when I get married, maybe my mother-in-law can give me my sister-in-law when she is happy.”

“Alas, it’s a pity that we can’t eat it.”

“Although I can’t eat it, I have to come and smell anything tonight, which may be Chef Yang’s last meal in the film and television base.”

“What if I can’t sleep after smelling?”

“Can’t you sleep if you don’t smell it? I can’t eat and smell it, and I always feel like I’ve lost a mountain of gold. ”

“This is also…”

At this time, an actress raised her hand: “Don’t say smell, I think I feel a loss when I look at Yang Kitchen less!” ”

Everyone looked back at her twice: “Then you don’t just eat Chef Yang’s dishes, you also eat Chef Yang’s body, right?” ”

“I didn’t say I wasn’t hungry!”

“Eh, why is there still an interview car from CCTV?”

“I heard that it was the female host Bingbing, who was very popular on the Internet before, and wanted to shoot some material.”

“Chef Yang is really amazing, making a meal will attract all the Yangguan spoons.”

“The crew of “Folding Heaven” said that Chef Yang is a national banquet-level chef.”

“State banquet level? That’s a bit of an exaggeration, right? ”

“Then we don’t know, we haven’t tasted it, and the fantasists have all come up with it.”

Everyone was talking and talking, and a string of saliva came out of the corners of their mouths.

Yang Zhe hadn’t started cooking yet, and the air was full of cold smell, without a trace of aroma.

But I don’t know why, every time they walk here, they want to sip water.

The thought doesn’t even have to go through the brain, and it almost becomes a physiological reaction.

In the past, when I saw Yang Zhe, I would feel delicious, but now I feel delicious when I get close to this place.

At the same time, Yang Zhe’s Bibi looked around and looked around in the upper circle.

He looked at everyone’s drooling appearance, and the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch a little.

What is this for?

I haven’t cooked yet, what drool do you keep?

Are you craving my body?

“Little sister under the street lamp, please don’t want you to cry~”

“There is a big hotel in front, let me take you and take you and law~”

“Oooh~”

“Don’t shout pain!”

“Oooh~”

At this moment, Director Zhu’s mobile phone suddenly rang.

He raised it to listen, replied directly, and then hung up again, but before he could put the phone back in his pocket, the commotion began to ring again.

Director Zhu picked up, said no again, and then hung up the phone.

Yang Zhe frowned slightly, and his eyes were a little stuffy.

“What’s the situation? Zero for borrowing money? ”

“No, it’s the group of reporters who came to the banquet last time, I asked the operation to post a photo of the Chinese New Year’s Eve meal on Weibo, and they saw it.”

After Yang Zhe nodded, he still felt incomprehensible: “Then what do you say can’t be done?” ”

Director Zhu coughed: “It’s nothing, it’s just that they said they wanted to do an interview or something, to publicize our play.” ”

“Isn’t that a good thing, why don’t you say yes?”

“Damn, this group of old six, I know if he wants to drink water or eat, do they use it for interviews?” They’re here to eat! ”

The corner of Yang Zhe’s mouth twitched: “Are you a little nervous, don’t think everyone so gluttonous.” ”

Director Zhu glanced at the drooling passers-by around him, and stretched out his finger to point at them: “Look, you haven’t cooked yet, they are all like this, do you think I’m exaggerating?” ”

“No, I think you’re right.”