After saving the rich and powerful, I became popular

"Director, what shall we do for dinner?"

After deciding where to live, Rocky Yang started talking about food.

From the moment he drove into Jiuzhai Village, he began to worry about not being able to eat.

Now after forming a team with Wu Mochao, I am even more worried that I will be hungry. Seeing that it is almost time for meal, I start to ask the director.

The director changed the small speaker in his hand, "It's getting late tonight, so that everyone can eat..."

"The director team invited us to eat?" Rocky Yang swallowed and looked at the director expectantly.

"The director team will not set up a game today, and directly provide all the ingredients for free. You can choose, but you have to cook by yourself."

"Ah? What should I do if I don't know how to cook?" Luo Qiyang looked sad, glanced at Wu Mochao, and raised his head to the sky in grief, "My God, am I going to starve to death here on the first day?"

"There are a lot of ingredients on the table on your left, and you can choose whatever you want for dinner," said the director.

"Can you cook?" Chi Zhou asked Zhou Jinjin.

Zhou Jinjin nodded, "I can cook some home-cooked food."

"That's good, I can't do it at all, but I can help you." Chi Zhou said.

The two walked over to pick the vegetables first.

Various ingredients are placed in large bowls on the table, all kinds of meat are put together, vegetables are put together, melons, fruits and corn are put together.

After Zhou Jinjin picked out some fresh seasonal vegetables at random, he turned to Chi Zhou and asked, "Brother Zhou, what do you like to eat?"

Chi Zhou didn't expect that he could order food in such a crappy place, so he immediately ordered a stewed prawn in oil, a stewed pig's trotter with soybeans, and a small stir-fried yellow beef.

Chi Zhou just casually said a few hard dishes to make his mouth feel refreshed, but Zhou Jincheng really picked the ingredients according to the dishes he ordered.

"You really know how to do it?" Chi Zhou was shocked.

Zhou Jinjin nodded, his cheeks turned a little red, "Brother Zhou, I happen to have done all the things you ordered."

Fei Xinhai could also cook, so he and Cen Xing agreed to pick out a few things and left.

The remaining four looked at each other.

Rocky Yang ate crayfish, pork ribs, pig's trotters, steak and other meat dishes, howling until the sky collapsed, "Wu Mochao, why can't you cook crayfish? I want to eat crayfish, and I want to eat spicy small lobster. Lobster, look how fat this crayfish is, I want to eat it... suck..."

Rocky Yang spit out all his saliva.

Wu Mochao calmly took a handful of choy sum, a box of eggs, and a large bag of instant noodles, "Let go, I don't know how to cook any of these things you hold."

"You don't know how to do it and you still drag me to form a team. You are not human." Rocky Yang complained crying.

Wu Mochao tossed the choy sum up and caught it again, "I can only cook instant noodles, do you want to eat it?"

"Eat—" Luo Qiyang sniffed, pointed at Cai Xin and said, "I don't want to eat green vegetables."

"I'll eat." After Wu Mochao finished speaking, he carried his things back to room 2 where they lived.

Rocky Yang ran to catch up, "I'm watching you, don't put vegetables for me, add two eggs, no, three."

In the end, two people remained.

Qi Cheng's face was calm, but his heart was a little desperate.

Sure enough, it's still at this stage.

In the plot of the original book, Wen Siyu was born in an ordinary family, learned how to cook spoons at the age of eight, and has good cooking skills. Before winning the best actor trophy, he also participated in a variety show dedicated to cooking, which won unanimous praise from the guests.

Therefore, during the recording of "Our Three Meals a Day", he was also cooking. Occasionally, "Qi Cheng" would go to the kitchen to make trouble.

But the current Wen Siyu obviously doesn't know how to cook, maybe he hasn't even been in the kitchen.

Since this is the case, Qi Cheng can't let Wen Siyu contract the cooking task, otherwise it will immediately expose his inability to cook.

Once exposed, people set up horse ooc.

The plot may not continue.

Wen Siyu couldn't cook, so he had to do it.

Qi Cheng stared at Wen Siyu the whole time, and the moment he saw Wen Siyu raised his toes, Qi Cheng rushed out, "Brother Siyu, I'll cook."

Wen Siyu:? ? ?

Crew: ? ? ? ? ?

Even Qi Cheng's big brother who was following the camera didn't react, and let Qi Cheng run out of the camera.

The precious young master of the Qi family can actually cook?Still rushing to cook in front of Wen Yingdi, who is a superb cook?

Could it be that the sentence is true, in order to get someone, you must first get someone's stomach?So the young master of the Qi family really practiced his cooking skills before recording the variety show?

"All the ingredients will be removed in 5 minutes." The director team suddenly shouted.

"5 minutes?" Qi Cheng gasped, and immediately became nervous.

With such a dazzling array of dishes, he really didn't know what to choose, so he could only search his memory for some recipes that he had cooked with Xia Guhe.

Cabbage Pork Dumplings!

In the last minute of ink stains, Qi Cheng quickly took the last bag of flour from the staple food area, picked out a Chinese cabbage, a piece of pork belly, and finally took two cucumbers.

As soon as the cucumbers were in hand, the director team immediately came to remove the ingredients.

Really don't give a second more time.

"Director, the time of your card is accurate to the second."

The director showed his stopwatch to prove he was right.

Qi Cheng was speechless.

He walked back with the things he had just picked up, and called Wen Siyu on the way, "Brother Siyu is gone, tonight we will eat dumplings, stuffed with cabbage and pork."

Wen Siyu's gaze fell on Qi Cheng's hand, and he asked suspiciously, "Dumplings still have cucumber stuffing?"

"Of course not, this is... I kept the mask on."

It's actually a life saver.

He thought that if he really didn't make an edible dinner, he could fill his stomach with two cucumbers.

Anyway, no matter what, he had to keep the secret that Wen Siyu couldn't cook.

I'd rather go hungry than let Wen Siyu's people set an OOC.

"Brother Siyu, you can rest assured and leave it to me. I have a friend who taught me how to make dumplings. The steps are quite simple." Qi Cheng has no talent in cooking, but he has great interest in cooking.

But he generally didn't cook when he lived in the small apartment.

Because after disposing of a lot of pots and pans, I was reluctant to buy new ones. I usually only visit the big kitchen of Huohuo Xiaguhe's house when I go to Xiaguhe's house.

A lot of people are disgusted.

"Have you really learned it before?" Wen Siyu was full of doubts.

He has gone through the plot of this plot many times, and each time it basically follows a rigid trend without any change.

But since he confessed his love last night, Qi Cheng's behavior has become more and more strange.

Occasionally it would make him feel like a different person.

But it seems that there is no change, but there are different habits everywhere.

Is that really the reason for his confession?But Qi Cheng was obviously completely drunk last night, so he probably didn't hear it.

Otherwise, how could his reaction be so normal?

Or is it because he has failed too many times, and the plot and characters have changed?

But except for Qi Cheng, the persona of the others remained unchanged.

Only him.

"I've really learned it, isn't it just rolling out the dough, chopping the stuffing, wrapping it up like this and pinching it." Qi Cheng, who is trustworthy in cooking, walked quickly, and walked into the kitchen in a blink of an eye.

"Fuck me."

Qi Cheng rushed out again with an ugly expression on his face.

Wen Siyu watched him run to the outside yard, and shouted to the director team, "Director, what's the matter with our kitchen stove? Why isn't there a gas stove?"

Luo Qiyang stretched his thighs at the door of Room 2, tilted his head and listened, "We are gas stoves, why aren't you in Room 1? Then how do you cook?"

The director team smiled, "Only Room 1 is an earthen stove."

"Isn't our No. 1 room equipped with a luxurious big bed? Is it suitable for you to give this earthen stove?" Qi Cheng guessed that they had been tricked, and felt very cold.

"There are good and bad, long and short, quite appropriate." The director said.

"What does the earthen stove look like? Let me see." Luo Qiyang was curious, and ran into Room 1 to watch the excitement, "Wow, so this is the legendary stove that can only burn firewood. It's the first time I've seen it when I grow up."

"I'll change it with you." When Qi Cheng came back, he saw Luo Qiyang looking around the earthen stove curiously.

"No, no, no." Luo Qiyang shook his head, "That kid Wu Mochao is super stupid, he doesn't even know how to use a gas stove, he can't turn on the gas for half a day, if he changes to an earthen stove, he will starve to death, and he won't even be able to eat instant noodles."

When Luo Qiyang disliked Wu Mochao, he didn't think about it at all, he was the one who didn't lift a finger and waited to eat.

"Go away, stop talking sarcastic." Qi Cheng was so angry that he beat Luo Qiyang away.

Luo Qiyang ran home and found that Wu Mochao had added half a bowl of vegetables to his instant noodles.

He was so angry that he slammed his chopsticks, "Wu Mochao, what do you mean? I said no green vegetables."

Wu Mochao sat across from him, smacked his face calmly, and said lightly, "If you don't want to eat, don't eat."

"Then I'll pick it up for you?" Luo Qiyang thought he was saying that he would not eat the greens, so he took the greens happily and wanted to send them to Wu Mochao's bowl.

Wu Mochao covered the bowl of noodles with his hands, and when he glanced at Rocky Yang from the bottom up, his eyes were a bit cold and severe, "Either eat all or not eat, you choose."

"..." Luo Qiyang was so angry that he ate a bowl of noodles while cursing.

Qi Cheng moved Zhang Xiaomudun to sit in front of the stove.

After burning for a long time, I didn't start the fire, but my face turned black like a little cat.

"Is this firewood not dry enough? Why can't it burn?"

After finally getting a spark, Qi Cheng held his breath excitedly.

In a bit.

"No, why did it turn off again?"

"Is the stove's feng shui bad?"

"It's more tiring than filming."

"Ahhhhhhhh I'm going crazy..."

Qi Cheng's screams kept coming from Room 1.

The screaming became more and more tragic, and rooms 2 and 3 could hear it.

After Zhou Jinjin finished cooking a few big dishes, when he went out to wash his hands, he heard that Qi Cheng hadn't lit the fire yet.

He wanted to send them some food made at home, but was forbidden by the director.

"Then can I teach them how to make a fire?" Zhou Jinjin asked seriously.

He has thick bangs and thick black-rimmed glasses. He usually keeps his head down, looking quite listless, but his voice is surprisingly pleasant.

The director team agreed.

Zhou Jinjin walked into Room 1 with the light of a savior shining all over his body.

Qi Cheng has been tortured to the verge of collapse.

"Brother Zhou, you are really my benefactor, no, you are my reborn parents." Qi Cheng excitedly held Zhou Jinjin's hand.

Zhou Chengjin is not very used to physical contact with others, and he is easily shy.

He pulled back his hand in embarrassment, just lowered his head silently, his ears getting redder and redder.

The fire was burning brightly.

Qi Cheng was so excited that tears filled his eyes, he hugged Zhou Jinjin, "Thank you, brother Zhou, you will be my benefactor from now on."

Zhou Jinjin blushed all the way to his neck, "No, no, it's nothing, I, I should go back."

"Thank you, Brother Zhou." Qi Cheng waved his hands all the way, expressing his gratitude loudly.

Zhou Jinjin walked faster and faster, and ran out of the door.

"It's late." Wen Siyu, who was so hungry and irritable, finally opened his mouth.

Qi Cheng touched his face, and it became even darker.

He grinned, showing his big white teeth, "Hey, it will be ready soon, just wait."

He thought that once the fire was lit, it would be easy later.

As a result, when kneading the dough, there was either a lot of water or a little water, and the water was added for a while, and the dough was added for a while. The last bag of flour was almost used up, and the dough was not kneaded.

The black T-shirt was covered in white flour.

"Why can't it be reconciled? It's obviously the same steps? Is it a problem of flour quality? Or a problem of water source?" Qi Cheng tried hard to find reasons other than himself.

Wen Siyu was speechless.

I was already hungry.

It's even more annoying now.

But he doesn't know how to cook, and doing it will only make the plot go back.

So I can only wait on an empty stomach.

When it was almost ten o'clock, the director team was afraid that they would not be able to eat a hot bite at dawn, so they hinted that people from other teams could go in to help.

Zhou Jinjin was happy to help, and was the first to go in and get busy.

He is very good at kneading dough, kneading the sticky batter made by Qi Cheng into a beautiful big dough in two or three strokes.

Qi Cheng looked on in amazement, and the rainbow farts became louder and louder.

"Brother Zhou, you are too good. You can knead this flour so poorly." Qi Cheng said.

"Flour is actually..." Zhou Jincheng wanted to honestly say that the quality of flour is very good, and it is a relatively expensive one in supermarkets.

"This flour looks bad at first glance, the director team must be poor and crazy." Chi Zhou's voice broke in at the right time.

Zhou Jinjin had too little experience with them, but he was not an idiot, and he quickly understood Chi Zhou's meaning, and quickly changed his words: "It's not very good, if good flour doesn't smear so easily."

Qi Cheng nodded, "That's right, I just said the quality of the flour is not good."

Wen Siyu: "..."

Not long after, several other people also came.

With more people, division of labor and cooperation, the progress of making dumplings has been accelerated.

Week progress and face to face.

Luo Qiyang and Chi Zhou squatted together to pick and wash cabbage.

Fei Xinhai helped chop the meat.

Wu Mochao squatted on a small wooden pier with his long legs bent, adding firewood to the stove.

The small wooden pier is so small that it can only sit on half of the buttocks.

Cen Xing was the latest after taking a shower.

"Why do you all gather here to make dumplings?" Cen Xing walked towards Fei Xinhai.

Fei Xinhai called in a deep voice for an empty bowl.

Cen Xing handed it to him, "Brother, why are you all suddenly making dumplings together?"

Rocky Yang's crisp voice sounded, "Since Chengcheng doesn't know how to cook, we came here to help."

"But brother Siyu knows how to cook? I participated in his cooking variety show two years ago, and even helped him. His cooking is super delicious."

Wen Siyu's eyes changed slightly, and he glanced at Qi Cheng subconsciously.

Qi Cheng also froze in astonishment.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Luo Qiyang suddenly laughed out loud, with a very lively expression on his small face, "I know why."

He looked a little smug, and when he stood up, he stepped on the wood next to him, staggered and almost fell, and was finally pulled and hugged by Wu Mochao.

Rocky Yang was very used to physical contact with Wu Mochao, and he didn't feel awkward at all, so he found a foothold and stood up steadily.

Qi Cheng frowned.

These two are too basic.

Cui Songyuan won't write that all the staff are involved in the base, right?

Qi Cheng regretted that he hadn't finished reading the script.

"What do you know?" Cen Xing asked Rocky Yang.

Luo Qiyang proudly put his hips on his hips, "I know why Chengcheng doesn't let Brother Siyu cook."

"Why?" Wu Mochao was very cooperative.

"Of course it's to grab someone's stomach." Luo Qiyang scanned the crowd with a look of foolish eyes.

In the end, only Wu Mochao patted him on the head, which was kind of encouraging.

After Qi Cheng was speechless, he gave this big brother a thumbs up in his heart.

Thanks bro for the rescue.

His disguise was broken, and he said angrily: "Rocky Yang, don't talk nonsense, I'm just interested in cooking."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, knowing each other well.

After the staff around the camera heard about it, they quickly informed the small group.

[Brother Yu Dameng A: Do you know what I heard just now? ]

[Don't want to go to work: what?What? ]

[Brother Yu fiercely A: Qi Cheng cooperated with his henchman Rocky Yang, saying that he learned to cook for us Brother Yu. ]

[Go to bed early and don't stay up late: Vomit——]

[Wish me a fortune: Ugh——]

[Eating grapes without spitting out grape skins: Damn, who is to blame for my brother Yu not eating a mouthful of hot rice from morning to now? ]

[Qi Cheng must be punished: Blame Qi Cheng, Qi Cheng's fault. ]

[Wish me a fortune: Poor Brother Yu. ]

[Don’t want to go to work: God, quickly take Qi Cheng away from Brother Yu. ]

[Go to bed early and don't stay up late: Don't let him harm our Brother Yu, huh. ]

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