My three pots of meat plants

It was noon when Danville and Wen Wuchu arrived at the store.

This kind of small workshop-style food store only has sales windows, and there is no shop where you can sit down and eat.The decoration is basically negligible, and it has the style of old photos in the 80s.

When Wen Wuchu was a student, he ate rice cakes. In the cold winter, the soft glutinous rice and the crispy fried dough sticks, the two foods with different textures blend in the mouth, making the winter gentle.

Although this store is simple and simple, it is a frequent visitor in various travel guides, so many tourists come here especially for its name.Coupled with the old diners in the neighborhood and the office workers eating lunch in the office building, so at this moment, there is a long queue outside the window.

Several cameras and foreigners immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. Most people didn't know Danville, but quite a few knew Wen Wuchu.

"It's Manager Wen! Where is Shangxian? Why didn't I see it? Are Shangxian and Wen Chong doing a show together again?"

"Manager Wen looks better up close than on the screen, so I really want to hook up!"

There was commotion and whispering in the crowd.

Danville obviously sensed Wen Wuchu's popularity and was greatly surprised.

He always thought that the manager was standing behind the artist and was unknown, but he didn't expect that Wen Wuchu's popularity was not low.

"Is this delicious? Is it enough money?" Danville asked at the end of the line.

Both of them are very principled, they don't do outdoor shows like some celebrities, relying on their popularity and favor, they never queue up and talk about privileges.

"I haven't eaten this food for many years, but it's still very filling and the price is cheap." Wen Wuchu said.

After a long time, there were finally two people in line.

Danville doesn't know many Chinese characters, but he can still read the price list. Rice cake balls cost four yuan a piece, which is cheap.

Danville waited for his cake with some anticipation.

Wen Wuchu remembered the first time he saw this kind of food back then, and the combination of glutinous rice and fried dough sticks made him feel very fake.But when the food enters the mouth, the soft and crispy taste, mixed with the sweetness of white sugar powder and black sesame, makes people feel happy.

Taking advantage of the heat, Danville swallowed the whole cake in two or three mouthfuls and rubbed his stomach with satisfaction.

"Delicious!" Danville said in jerky Chinese, dissatisfied and looked at the untouched cake in Wen Wuchu's hand.

Wen Wuchu came as a guest, and was about to hand over the cake, but was stopped by the filming director, who could not break the rules of the game.

Danville looked at the row of staff in front of him, his eyes became extremely resentful.

At this moment, a well-dressed young lady handed Danville a cake.

The food donated by passers-by is not a violation of the rules. Danville felt healed immediately, and offered to take a photo with the girl and sign her autograph.

The girl is indifferent.

Danville thought that the other party did not understand English, and was about to ask Wen Wuchu to translate for him, when he saw the girl take out a notebook from her bag and hand it to Wen Wuchu.

"Can...can you sign me?"

Wen Wuchu froze for a moment, then nodded.

Wen Wuchu's handwriting is regular script, not a one-stroke signature specially designed by many celebrities.After all, Wen Wuchu rarely encounters signing autographs for fans throughout the year, but signing contracts and the like is more common.

"Do you need to write some words of blessing?" Wen Wuchu asked thoughtfully.

The girl kept staring at Wen Wuchu eagerly. Hearing Wen Wuchu's words, she was very excited: "Can you write 'I love Bai Shengxiu'?"

Wen Wuchu, who had to fulfill what he said on his knees, reluctantly complied.

The girl took the signed notebook, ignored Danville's agitation and asked him for an autograph, ran to the other side of the road, and disappeared into the crowd.

Frustrated, Danville finished the cake in three mouthfuls.

Then, a well-known microblog in a certain group updated a post.

Shangxian Wen Chong is the right way: [Manager Wen has already stamped it, other CP fans, give up. 】

The accompanying picture is a piece of paper that says [I love Bai Shengxiu.Wen Wuchu. 】

The project in the afternoon is still a part-time job.

Danville does not give up, still wants to impress the audience with art,

Wen Wuchu found a piece of cardboard and wrote a few words for him.

"Street busking. If you think it's good, please give me some dinner money."

With this piece of cardboard clearly expressing the demands, the onlookers will understand.It can be said that it is very inspirational for a foreigner to come to China to beg across the ocean.

So when it was time to work in the evening and the six guests gathered, Danville's counterattack became No.1.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that young people in Huaguo now use electronic payments and basically don't carry cash with them, Danville's harvest may be more lucrative.

The night's accommodation will be settled with the money earned, and several other guests have chosen hotels of different grades.

Danville has more than 700 yuan. In this city, you can probably find a single room in a four-star hotel with a discount.

But isn't such a show very boring? Danville rolled his eyes and turned his attention to Wen Wuchu.

"Agent Wen, you seem to live in this city, can I stay at your place at night?" Danville asked.

Wen Wuchu was taken aback, this was not in the basic script of the show, presumably it was Danville's impromptu play.

Wen Wuchu doesn't like to invite unfamiliar people to visit. He is not a hospitable character, and he has a very clear separation between work and life.

"For more than 700 yuan, I can help you book a hotel with good transportation and good environment." Wen Wuchu said.

Danville shook his head: "I just saw a charity fundraising event for lonely and poor children to defeat congenital diseases on the road. I plan to donate all the money to them."

Wen Wuchu glanced helplessly at the pure little white flower Danville, feeling a little helpless.

It is the privilege of the heroine of the TV series Mary Su to help the poor and help the poor even if I don’t have enough to eat, and to deceive my friends or people I don’t know well, and it doesn’t belong to you, a middle-aged foreign friend.

There was a slander in his heart, but Wen Wuchu didn't dare to express it.After all, variety shows should convey some positive energy, even if they are divorced from reality.

What's more, a foreign friend went to the other side of the ocean to show his love, and it was enough to touch Hua Guo, so Wen Wuchu naturally couldn't be a bad person.

The two discussed for a while, and the location should not be revealed, and the shooting should start from entering the house.Danville naturally agreed, smiling so that his eyebrows and eyes were connected together.

Of course, later on, he regretted this hot-headed decision.

On this day, Wen Wuchu's house happened to be full.

Qi Jingze is the master of the town house, it is normal to see it, but it is rare for the other two not to be notified.

When Danville stepped into Wen Wuchu's villa, he was attracted by the three people at the dining table.

He knew Bai Shengxiu. When he first came to his show, he was amazed and left a deep impression on him.The other two were meeting for the first time, but the faces that were difficult to describe in words still made the host who had just opened his mouth feel that his vocabulary was poor.

It took a long time for Danville to say hello.

However, only Bai Shengxiu responded to him.

Qi Jingze never wastes a word on strangers, Xue Jingrui is quite sensible under Wen Wuchu's boss, and his etiquette is quite considerate, but it's a pity that Danville came at the wrong time, it was the meal time, and the food came to compete for Xue Jingrui's place attention?That was doomed to failure.

Seeing those two brats completely ignoring the guests, Wen Wuchu could only smile embarrassingly.After all, such things as educating Mr. Rou Zhi must not be in front of the camera, otherwise he will be besieged to doubt his life based on the fans who protect his shortcomings.

Because Danville's request was a bit abrupt, and it was not in the scope of the original script.The program team was also a little embarrassed, and only let a camera and an assistant follow the filming, and repeatedly promised that it would not affect Wen Wuchu's daily life.

Danville, who thought he would receive a particularly enthusiastic welcome, ended up drinking what he thought was bland tea with Wen Wuchu in the living room.

Fortunately, the dinner of the three of them was coming to an end. Not long after, the other two left, and Bai Shengxiu walked into the kitchen.

Bai Shengxiu was cooking dinner for Wen Wuchu, and by the way, he also made one for Danville.

But when the meal hit the table, Danville noticed the difference.

Both of them had a plate of fried rice with eggs. The difference was that Wen Wuchu also had a plate of durian millefeuille and fruit juice in front of him.

Danville glanced at Bai Shengxiu, thinking he had missed himself.However, the other party was indifferent, and just sat beside Wen Wuchu very gently and asked his health.

Neglected Danville can only comfort himself, anyway, I don't like durian.

Soon, Danville's eyes returned to the plate of egg fried rice in front of him.

When he was in Sam's country, he also ate egg fried rice several times, all of which were well-known local Chinese restaurants, but he had never smelled such a fragrant smell.

Swallowing, Danville took a sip and put it in his mouth.

The wonderful taste stimulates the taste buds and plays a soul-stirring symphony in the mouth.

Eggs, green beans, ham, fennel, carrots, diced chicken, what else.Danville is trying to discern.

In the end, Danville gave up, and it was good anyway.

Just about to take a second sip, Danville suddenly found that the plate in front of him was mostly empty.

Danville turned his head and found that at some point, Xue Jingrui was sitting next to him, holding a not-so-small bowl filled with fried rice with eggs, obviously scooped from his bowl.

etc?We don't seem to know each other well?Danville was puzzled, if Xue Jingrui wanted to eat, he should also eat Wen Wuchu's.

He looked up and found that Wen Wuchu's plate was still full.

Danville was about to say something, when he saw Xue Jingrui finish the fried rice with eggs in his bowl, and then looked eagerly at his... plate again.

Danville with a bad premonition: "You won't... still want to eat?"

Xue Jingrui showed a smile.

Xue Jingrui's smile is very beautiful, it's the kind that looks like a healing angel from a distance, but only feels a little naughty when you get up close.

However, there is a bit of innocence in this bad feeling, and the innocence is matched with a flourishing beauty, which makes people easily choose to forgive him.

Danville decided to leave it alone and finish the meal first, otherwise he doubted that he could only eat the bite just now tonight.

Danville buried his head in hard work, not forgetting to protect with his arms, keeping Xue Jingrui at a safe distance away.

He ate too fast, and Danville choked a few times. When he licked the plate and looked up, Danville saw Xue Jingrui looking at him with accusing eyes.

What about the inexplicable guilt.

Danville looked at Wen Wuchu whose plate was still full in front of him.Asked Xue Jingrui, "Are you asking Manager Wen for some?"

However, the other party just puffed his mouth, turned around and went upstairs, without any intention of ordering another plate of fried rice with eggs.

Hey, hey, don't you say that the orientals are warm and hospitable?Why didn't I feel it at all.Danville is super depressed.

Half a plate of fried rice with eggs is not enough to fill a foreign man who is 1.9 meters tall. Danville looked at Bai Shengxiu, who had been labeled "God of Cooking" by him.

"I'm still a little hungry." Danville eagerly hoped that the other party would give him another plate of fried rice with eggs.

The other party walked into the kitchen as he wished, and came out after a while, and took out a piece of bread that was cold and had been in the refrigerator for a long time.

In the end, Wen Wuchu couldn't bear it, and made Danville a cup of hot milk.

Danville, who ate a whole loaf of bread, said that fairy tales are all deceptive, and hospitality does not exist.