I earn merit in the entertainment industry

Aunt Shen's appearance was not included in the variety show shooting plan.

Staying for dinner was not what Wang Yinshan had originally planned.

Even so-called reality shows and variety shows actually have scripts in advance.

The arrangement for this issue of "Intangible Cultural Heritage" is that the three guests will return to the house after visiting Mr. Shen.

Everyone works together to make dinner, then chat and play games.

Facing the sudden invitation from Aunt Shen and Mr. Shen, Wang Yinshan hesitated for a few seconds.

To stay or not to stay?

In fact, purely from the perspective of shooting work, there may be more to watch.

However, it is really difficult to control the audience’s opinions and comments.

If the audience feels that it is rude for the guests to stay so suddenly and is dissatisfied with the program team, they will not even have a chance to regret it.

It's not that he's looking forward and backward, but that this variety show really can't stand bad reviews.

While Wang Yinshan was struggling, he suddenly thought of something and looked up at Zhan Haiyang.

It wasn't his imagination. After noon, those annoying Song Yuchen fans in the live broadcast room actually began to disappear.

Perhaps, Zhan Haiyang is really a lucky star as Lao Yi said.

As long as he is around, everything will go smoothly.

Zhan Haiyang was originally watching Wang Yinshan.

They all knew the crew's original plan.

Aunt Shen wanted to keep them for dinner, but they didn't even have the right to decide.

The director is definitely the one who makes the decisions in the crew.

Like Sun Miaomiao and Shi Heng, he looked at Wang Yinshan and wanted to know what he meant.

At this moment, Director Wang looked over to him.

Zhan Haiyang didn't think much and nodded quickly, indicating that he wanted to stay.

From the previous chat, he learned that Mr. Shen's children did not inherit his mantle.

I chose another major when I was in college and now I am working in another place.

His wife followed him over to help take care of his grandson.

Aunt Shen also married in another village and only came back to visit him once in a while.

Mr. Shen and Aunt Shen both wanted them to stay. They were happy when there were people and excitement.

If there were no problems with the crew, he would be willing to stay and have a meal with the elderly.

The next second, Zhan Haiyang saw Wang Yinshan nodded slightly.

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Aunt Shen happily led the three of them back to the first floor.

Follow the gravel path in the yard, turn left and right, pass through a small door, and enter another small courtyard.

"That's A Jing's studio over there, and this is his home."

Aunt Shen said and couldn't help but sigh.

"However, now that there are few people at home, he often lives there."

"If I hadn't come over to see him often—"

Halfway through her words, Aunt Shen suddenly remembered that there were cameras following them.

She covered her mouth and asked sheepishly, "Can this section be cut?"

Sun Miaomiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Aunt Shen, you are quite fashionable, and you know you can cut it off."

However, ours is now a live broadcast.

Can't cut it.

The three of them followed Aunt Shen back to the Shen family's residence and helped Aunt Shen make a hundred more dumplings.

Aunt Shen herself was very outgoing, and with Zhan Haiyang and Sun Miaomiao stirring up the atmosphere, Shi Heng talked a lot more.

Mr. Shen's face was also relaxed and smiling.

"The stage in our village existed more than a hundred years ago."

Mr. Shen was arranged by Aunt Shen to roll dough.

Pieces of dough came into his hands, just as obedient as the mud balls before, allowing him to round them and flatten them.

The rolled out dumpling wrappers are as if they were measured with a ruler, each one is the same size on one side.

He rolled out the dough and said, "I heard that at that time, in order to attract merchants, the village found wealthy households to raise money and build a stage."

"The large beams of the stage are made from old trees that have grown for hundreds of years, and famous craftsmen were hired to carefully carve them."

"Each beam is engraved with the most famous scene in the opera."

"More than a hundred years later, the characters on the beam still look lifelike, which is very interesting."

Aunt Shen took his words and strongly recommended, "If you have time, you really have to go take a look tomorrow."

All three of them had seen the crew's arrangements and knew that Director Wang had indeed arranged to come to the village to visit the stage tomorrow.

But I couldn't tell the truth in front of the live camera. I just nodded and said that I would make time to visit the stage tomorrow morning.

Sun Miaomiao had a piece of dough spread out in the palm of her left hand and was putting the mixed leek filling into the dough.

She pretended to be curious and asked casually, "I used my phone to check recommended attractions around here. In addition to the stage, is there a ceramics museum in the village?"

In fact, it is the arrangement of the crew. In addition to the stage tomorrow, they will also visit a ceramics museum.

She was surprised when she saw this itinerary.

I had never heard of it before. There is also a museum in the village.

Unexpectedly, when she mentioned the museum, Mr. Sun's face visibly darkened.

The old man snorted unceremoniously, "What kind of museum is that?"

"It's just a gimmick for some fame-seeking things. How many things are worth seeing in there?"

"How dare you call yourself a museum when the things on the shelves on the first floor are worth money? How shameless!"

Zhan Haiyang and the three of them, as soon as they heard Mr. Shen's words, seemed to have reached an agreement, they all looked towards Aunt Shen.

Aunt Shen first glared at her brother, disgusted with his tendency to lose his temper.

Turning back, he met the searching gazes of the three people.

Her skillful movements of making dumplings did not stop at all, and she still had a smile on her face.

But his smile was a little forced, and his tone sounded a little perfunctory.

"The museum was built more than ten years ago. There are still some good pieces of porcelain inside. You can go and see them if you want."

When Mr. Shen heard what she said, he snorted again.

The action of rolling out the dumpling wrappers seems to have increased effort several times.

The three of them naturally wanted to know what happened, but they couldn't ask in front of the live camera, so they could only endure it.

Zhan Haiyang smiled and changed the topic.

"Aunt Shen, I wonder why your leek filling doesn't overflow with juice? When our family makes dumplings, they are filled with leek juice at the end."

Zhan Haiyang's hometown didn't like eating dumplings, and his grandmother had never made dumplings.

After passing through, the original owner's grandmother actually made dumplings once or twice after being discharged from the hospital.

When he was helping to make the dumplings, he discovered that there would be a lot of leek juice left in the end, but Aunt Shen's fillings were almost finished and there was not much juice left.

As soon as Aunt Shen heard him ask this, she immediately forgot about the museum.

He enthusiastically told Zhan Haiyang the secret of mixing dumpling fillings.

"Oh, you asked the right person. When mixing the stuffing and seasoning, you should season the meat and vegetables separately."

"Add all the seasonings into the meat filling and mix it together before wrapping it, so the leeks won't overflow with juice."

Zhan Haiyang suddenly realized, "So that's it, Aunt Shen, you have something to do."

However, even with Zhan Haiyang's interruption, the topic turned around and turned to the current lonely situation of Guyao Village.

“Nowadays, who is still interested in handmade ceramics?”