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Chapter 51 Chef Huang Threatens to Bomb the Mushroom House

"Teacher Pan, did you not rest last night?"

After dinner, Qiao Yi watched Pan Yueming sitting alone in the pavilion in a daze. If there was another lantern that hadn't appeared yet, it would be two quiet lanterns thinking about life.

"I filmed all night last night, so I came here early in the morning." Pan Yueming said with a tired face.

"Why don't you go up and rest for a while?"

"It's okay, you don't have to worry about me, I'll just stay here for a while."

At this time, Li Xiaoran and Zhang Zifeng finished packing the pots and pans, came to the pavilion, and said to He Jiong, "Mr. He, I brought some small gifts."

"Ah, and our gift?" He Jiong was surprised.

"Yes." Li Xiaoran pointed to the suitcase at the door: "Xiaoyi, push that over here. I flew back from Belgium, so I brought you some small gifts."

"Brother, I'll go." Peng Peng took the initiative to run over to push the suitcase.

"Wow, this packaging is so fun!"

After opening it, everyone gathered around and saw that the suitcase was full of presents wrapped in colorful paper.

"What are these things?" He Jiong asked.

After all the things were taken out from the suitcase and placed on the table, Li Xiaoran picked out one of the gift boxes, which were not too big or too small, and looked at Qiao Yi: "Xiao Yi, this one is for you."

"Is it for me?" Qiao Yi took it in surprise.

"Because I know you can play the guitar, so you might be able to use this thing."

Qiao Yi said thank you, and then carefully opened the package. Inside was a square box. When he opened it, his eyes were straightened instantly: "Strap?"

Take it out and unfold it, it is a very stylish handmade leather guitar strap.

"I specially invited a master craftsman from a handmade leather shop to make this. The craftsmanship is really beyond words." Seeing that the liking on Qiao Yi's face was not fake, Li Xiaoran explained with a smile.

"Thank you so much, Miss Xiaoran." Qiao Yi couldn't put it down, and immediately ran back to the house, took out his guitar, replaced the ordinary strap, put it on his back, and strummed the strings twice, it felt so wonderful .

Then suddenly said with a little regret: "Oh, I feel like I should change a guitar."

Although this guitar has been with him for many years, it is not enough after all.

What my sister got was also a handmade leather product, an exquisite bracelet, which was cut on her wrist, making it even sweeter.

As for Peng Peng, after opening the gift box, there was a chocolate egg.

Well, that's not much to say, because Belgium is rich in chocolate.

"Wow, I am so beautiful! Look, I am like this!" He Jiong suddenly exclaimed, and then took out a gift for himself, which was a decoration of Tintin and Baixue, which was perfect for a middle-aged artist like him. man.

"This is Mr. Huang's. Let's take it apart when he is free."

Putting a gift box aside, Li Xiaoran took out a long cylindrical object, shook it at Pan Yueming and said, "Old Pan, this is yours."

"And mine?" Pan Yueming was surprised.

"I'm curious about this. It's so long, what is it?" He Jiong looked at the long tube and was also very curious.

"Yes, what is this, a rolling pin?" Pan Yueming said bluntly.

"Haha, you brought the rolling pin back from Belgium, Pan Yueming, what are you thinking?" He Jiong almost spit out water.

"Do you think you need a rolling pin than Chinese people?" Li Xiaoran was very helpless.

The others were also speechless at Pan Yueming's brain hole.

"Is it a fishing rod?" Pan Yueming asked while dismantling it.

After taking it apart, it is indeed a good fishing rod!

"I'm so touched, this thing is really suitable for me!" The middle-aged man immediately had the urge to go fishing with a fishing rod.

"Hey, there are a lot of chocolates." Peng Peng saw that there were still a lot of things in the suitcase, and when he saw that they were chocolates, his saliva almost drooled.

"Yes, the chocolate is for the staff." Li Xiaoran explained.

At this time, Huang Lei seemed to have heard something. Huang Lei, who had marinated the fish in advance, came out of the kitchen, stood at the door and asked, "Mr. He, did Xiao Ran bring any presents for the director?"

"All of them!" He Jiong pointed to the suitcase.

"Don't let them take it away! Sell them everything! Get a gas stove and don't give gas, Wang Zhengyu and I are at odds!" Huang Lei said quickly, full of murderous looks.

"Ah? Are you going to sell it?" Li Xiaoran was a little surprised.

He Jiong put up the decorations and said with a smile, "That's definitely impossible. This is a gift you brought, and it's a bit too much to sell it."

"Yes, we are not here for money." Although Peng Peng felt a little pained, he still said so.

"Peng Peng, help Xiaoran move them to the staff, at least they can treat us better today." He Jiong is still too kind.

Qiao Yi smiled, watched Peng Peng and Li Xiaoran distribute chocolates to the staff, patted Zhang Zifeng's forehead in a daze, and did not speak.

"Brother, you hit me, ()." Zhang Zifeng was startled, pouted and acted like a baby.

Seeing that Wang Zhengyu claimed to pack it in sacks, and then quickly distributed a suitcase of chocolates with the staff, Qiao Yi whispered to Zhang Zifeng, "Sister, go and tell Teacher Huang that the chocolates have been given to the director." They're gone."

When Zhang Zifeng heard this, he ran into the house with a smile.

After a while, he ran out again and said loudly: "Brother, Mr. He, Mr. Huang said that the chocolate just now needs to be replaced by a can of gas."

"Okay, Peng Peng, you go tell the director that you need a can of gas in exchange." He Jiong thought so.

Peng Peng walked towards the camera crew, and then said with little confidence: "Just a bottle of gas."

"Peng Peng, you have to be fierce!" Qiao Yi was furious.

Thoughtful, Peng Peng came to the place where the firewood was chopped, picked up the small axe, and prepared to negotiate with great momentum, but in the end he slipped on his foot and almost fell down.

Qiao Yi and Zhang Zifeng looked at each other and covered their faces at the same time. They really didn't know what to say to this stupid brother (brother).

"Haha, Peng Peng lost his momentum right now!" He Jiong smiled the happiest, and then said to Qiao Yi: "Xiao Yi, you go too, he needs an older brother to back him up."

There was no other way, Qiao Yi had no choice but to come out, holding the big axe, and walked in front of Wang Zhengyu with a calm face.

Wang Zhengyu looked indifferent: "Are you here?"

"Yes, here I am."

"You shouldn't have come."

"But I'm here."

Holding the ax up, Peng Peng watched the speechless dialogue between these two people.

"So you're here to negotiate?" Wang Zhengyu seemed to be addicted to drama.

"A can of gas. Of course, you can also choose not to give it." Qiao Yi looked down at the ax in his hand, as if the silver-white ax blade at the end of the black was glowing coldly.

Wang Zhengyu stared at the pitch-black ax for a long time, then sighed softly, and said slowly, "I can give you a jar."

Qiao Yi raised his eyebrows and retracted the axe: "You made the right choice."

Peng Peng didn't care what mistakes these two made, he only cared about the can of gas that Wang Zhengyu said just now, and couldn't believe it: "Really give a can of gas?"

Wang Zhengyu nodded.

"Is it alright?" He Jiong asked.

"Yes, Mr. He, the director promised to give me a tank of gas."

"Tell Mr. Huang quickly!" He Jiong couldn't help but laugh.

In the kitchen, Huang Lei also smiled when he heard Peng Peng report that he was negotiating the next tank of gas. This time, the gas stove can finally be used.

When everyone was happy, Wang Zhengyu suddenly carried a small object and put it in the yard.

When He Jiong saw it, he immediately doubted his own eyes: "What the hell? That's all?! It's too bullying!"

"Hehe, such a small tank of gas?" Pan Yueming said with a smile.

Li Xiaoran didn't expect that he would exchange such a small amount of gas with a suitcase of chocolates, and laughed angrily: "It's too bullying, you should give it to me with one hand and the chocolates with the other!"

"It's so small!" Zhang Zifeng was also shocked.

"What is this? Teacher Huang, come out and have a look." Peng Peng saw it, and immediately shouted at Huang Lei in the kitchen.

"Director Wang, may I ask where you found such a small can of gas on purpose? It's not for the effect of the show, you paid a lot of money to make such a small can, right?" Qiao Yi walked over and picked it up. With the mini gas tank, I finally experienced Wang Zhengyu’s shamelessness personally.

"What's the matter, Peng Peng?" Huang Lei came out without knowing the situation.

"Ms. Huang, hurry up and take a look, I'll give you shoes." Peng Peng felt that he was about to explode, so he took off his shoes immediately.

"I think I can use an ax!" He Jiong suggested.

"Such a small tank of gas? Isn't it too small?"

As soon as Huang Lei saw the extremely small can of gas in the yard, he had a perfect score in chemistry in the college entrance examination, looked at Wang Zhengyu threateningly and said, "Believe it or not, I will make it into a bomb and blow up this house?"

"Is there such a small amount of Qi circulating in the market? What is the use of this Qi?" He Jiong was full of doubts.

"Wang Zhengyu, can you find a smaller gas? You can just give me a lighter!" Huang Lei said, but with a smile on his face, he carried the gas into the house.

Small in size, but still usable.

"Peng Peng, Xiao Yi, bring in some dry firewood for me." Huang Lei came out again to call for someone.

"Aren't we angry?" Li Xiaoran was puzzled.

"There is gas, but after using the upper tank, there is no lower tank. We use firewood first, save as much as we can, and use that when we have to." Huang Lei explained helplessly.

"Look."

Qiao Yi got up, shook his head at He Jiong, and went to get dry firewood with Peng Peng.

(End of this chapter)