Yamano inn [farming]

"Brother Huang, the makeup is done, how do you think it is now?" At [-]:[-], in the backstage of Yungu Theater, a makeup artist fiddled with the eyebrow brush, and said cautiously to Huang Weiran.At this time, Huang Weiran had already changed into his performance costume and was sitting in front of the makeup mirror playing with his mobile phone.

"Yes." Huang Weiran glanced at it.Because of his image positioning, he only needs the neighbors to be clean, and he doesn't need too complicated makeup.

Huang Weiran puts on good makeup.When I got up, my stomach hurt again.He lost weight for a month, and in order to achieve his expectations faster, all three meals a day were meal replacements.Now that I lost weight, my body also collapsed. "Elite Men and Women" is a modern elite drama, and he auditioned for the male lead, Shen Zhong.This is the role of a black-bellied elite president. In order to be on camera, he must control his weight within 120 catties.

Huang Weiran sat down with the support of the makeup artist.

There are still 10 minutes before the stage, Huang Weiran closed his eyes and rested as much as possible.

"Brother Huang!" Two minutes later, the little assistant came running out of breath, with a freshly washed cucumber and tomato in his hand.

"Tomato again?" Huang Weiran frowned.In addition to meal replacements, he has been eating tomatoes and apples for a month.Now look at these inexplicable nausea.

"That's all for the time being." The little assistant wiped his sweat. There were so many people outside, he squeezed left and right to get in.

Huang Weiran could only endure the nausea and took it.The tomato in his hand was the size of a fist, with green stalks on it. It looked like it had just been picked... The tomato looked fresh, but he had already lost his desire for food.

While thinking about it, Huang Weilan took a bite.Tomato juice dripped down my chin.

"Oh, do you have any wet tissues? It's too late to touch up the makeup..." The little assistant panicked, really messed up in a hurry!

"Where did you buy this?" Huang Weiran didn't pay attention to the tomato juice, but focused on the tomato in his hand.The tomato in front of him was sour and sweet, but it was refreshing after eating... Huang Weiran felt very comfortable in his stomach.

"I bought it at the stall outside." The little assistant wiped it in a panic.

Huang Weiran took the wet wipe, wiped off the tomato juice, and took another bite of the tomato.

The sweet and sour tomato has a hint of softness. Huang Wei recalled the scene in "The Little Cooking Master". He has eaten so many tomatoes since he was a child, and this is the first time he has tasted the taste of happiness.Huang Weiran ate all of them three times, five times and two times, like a satisfied gourmet, and his stomach was not as uncomfortable as before.

At this time, the makeup artist stepped forward and hurriedly finished all the makeup that had been taken off.

"Buy some more tomatoes later, and take them away on the plane." At three o'clock, Huang Weiran specially ordered.

"Okay." The little assistant was surprised.I don't know when Huang Weiran fell in love with tomatoes...

"I bought apples." Ten minutes later, the host staff hurriedly entered the arena with a bag full of apples.

"Is there any tomato?" The little assistant put the apple aside and asked again.

"Yes." The staff was taken aback.Yungu Bay is close to the mountains, and the most indispensable thing is tomatoes and vegetables.

"Buy ten catties." The little assistant thought for a while.Since Huang Weiran wanted to eat tomatoes, he bought more.

The staff complied.Due to sufficient time, after a while, ten catties of Shenghai Premium Tomatoes were taken backstage.The little assistant carried it directly into the trunk of the car.

The Yungu Theater was full of people, and there were many tourists inside and outside the theater. Yungu Bay sent three more groups of security guards to keep the whole performance safe.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, Huang Weiran's performance ended early.Yunguwan Theater received unprecedented praise.Huang Weiran took a group photo with fans, and then got into the nanny car to Shenghai Airport surrounded by security guards.Fans also chased from Yunguwan Theater to the gate of Yunguwan.

"We've seen celebrities too..." Zhao Xuemin said enviously at the entrance of Yunguwan Theater at the same time as everyone went enthusiastically.Zhao Xuemin, 43 this year, is the owner of an oden cooking stall. There are a lot of people today, and he sold [-] yuan in one afternoon.

"You grow these cucumbers and tomatoes yourself?" Zhao Xuemin wiped the booth clean and turned to Su Chen next to him.The oden and the tomato stand are separated by two meters. The business of the oden is booming, but the tomato stand is a bit deserted.

"Grow it at home." Su Chen put away all the samples.The tomato stand business was not good, but in view of the high traffic at the entrance of the theater, he also made a turnover of 370.This is the highlight of the week.

Su Chen and Zhao Xuemin chatted for a while, and then began to close the stall.

"Are you planning to go back?" Zhao Xuemin was surprised.Because Huang Weiran appeared on the stage today, the stalls at the entrance of the theater sold for [-] per day.Everyone wanted to make some money by chasing stars, but Su Chen had only been in the arena for three hours...

"Get ready to go back." Su Chen looked at the time, now that the flow of people has decreased, it's meaningless for him to stay here any longer.

Zhao Xuemin sighed.Mosquitoes are meat no matter how small they are, so stay there until ten o'clock at night.However, Zhao Xuemin and Su Chen met by chance, so the unnecessary words did not persuade them.

Su Chen pushed the car back.It's not that he can't be patient, but that after the show, the crowds in the Grand Theater are not as good as those in the food court, so there's no need for him to die here.

Ten minutes later, Su Chen returned to the food area.

At booth No. 372 in the food area, Zhao Wenzheng meticulously cleaned up the cooking counter.Su Chen looked at the accounts. In this afternoon, the food area sold 128 yuan... The daily turnover of the two stalls exceeded [-] yuan. Su Chen was very satisfied.Sure enough, where there is traffic, there are business opportunities.

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"We have a plane at seven o'clock, and now it's five forty, so there's definitely time..."

While Su Chen and Zhao Wen continued to solicit customers, the little assistant was planning the itinerary for the day in the nanny's car heading to Shenghai Airport.The straight-line distance from Yunguwan to Shenghai Airport was [-] kilometers. They expected to arrive at Luohai at [-] o'clock, and they had a night's rest just in time to attend tomorrow's audition.

"Is there any tomato?" Huang Weilan listened to the conversation in discord, and after halfway through the conversation, he suddenly changed the subject.

"Yes!" The little assistant patted his chest.

At this time, the vehicle entered the gas station, and the assistant got out of the car and opened the trunk.Now the ten catties of tomatoes are all neatly placed in the trunk, with boutique labels on them, all round and plump.The little assistant washed one with mineral water, and then gave it to Huang Weiran.

Huang Weiran took it.I don't know if it's extreme weight loss. Apart from the necessary metabolic meals, he has lost interest in food.But the tomato was so fresh just now, that after taking the stage, I still linger on the taste of the tomato from time to time... Tomatoes are a fetish for weight loss. Now the tomato in his hand is more ruddy and dazzling than before. Huang Weiran slowly bit down on it with a pious attitude.

"No..." Half a minute later, Huang Weiran frowned.

"What's wrong?" the little assistant was puzzled.

"The tomato doesn't taste right." Huang Weiran put the tomato on the car shelf, not interested in eating any more.

"What's wrong with the taste..." The little assistant picked up the tomato that Huang Weran had eaten, and bit the other side directly.

"It's delicious." The tomato in his hand was sweet and sour.The little assistant ate all of them.

"The taste is wrong, very wrong..." Huang Weilan continued to frown.This is different from what he ate before. Although it is not wrong, the taste is obviously different.

"You bought it in one place?" Huang Weilan asked.

"These are prepared by the organizer." The little assistant replied honestly.

Huang Weiran was in a tangle.Maybe because he didn't get it, he missed the tomato just now...

"Want to eat the old one?" The little assistant saw that Huang Weiran was struggling.

"Yes." Huang Weilan nodded honestly.

"In a while, you go in first, and I'll go back. If you can catch the plane, you can go back together. If you can't, you can change the ticket to nine o'clock."

Now that the vehicle is approaching the airport, the little assistant calculated the time.Although Huang Weiran is popular, he has a good attitude towards the staff.Coupled with the recent pressure to lose weight, Huang Weiran rarely expressed his liking.As an assistant, of course he must put the artist's mood first.

"Don't bother too much." This time it was Huang Weiran's turn to be embarrassed.It seems a bit inappropriate for the staff to run away for a tomato...

"It's okay." The little assistant waved his hand.Now that Huang Weiran can't sleep well for "Elite Men and Women", he can also eat some delicious food to relieve stress.

At [-]:[-], the nanny car arrived at the airport.The little assistant didn't communicate with the organizer, and directly took a taxi back to Yunguwan.

The taxi was galloping on the highway, and the little assistant fell into deep thought.Except that the booth is located at the entrance of the theater, he seems to have forgotten which booth it is...

Half an hour later, at the entrance of the theater where the crowds were dwindling, the little assistant was in a mess in the wind.At this time, there are many businesses at the entrance of the theater, but most of them are special snacks.Not to mention selling tomatoes, not even tomato juice...

Where did the tomato go?