In the filming location of The Long Song.
Following the stage supervisor's high-pitched shout,"serve the food."
With a whoosh, countless people rushed out of the studio.
Then, there was the sound of chaotic footsteps, and even the shed next to it was almost knocked down.
Dust and sand flew up on the road, as if thousands of troops were charging forward.
The person running in front was holding a steel basin in his hand and his footsteps were the fastest.
At this moment, the crew of "Sweat in the Snow" was approaching.
They took a glance and realized that the person running first was Director Zhu from The Long Song.
Hence, five or six people rushed over and stopped him.
"Director Song, what are you doing? Don't stop me.”
"Director Zhu, slow down. I have something to discuss with you.”
Director Zhu had a face full of question marks." Slow my ass. I'm just waiting for the rice to dry. I f * cking hate that I only have two legs!”
Director Song coughed." To be honest, we're also here for dinner."”
"Hmm? What do you mean?"
"The chef of your production team is quite skilled. Where did you dig him from?”
Hearing this, Director Zhu's eyes instantly became vigilant.
From what they said, they also wanted to eat pork knuckles and roast ducks!
Damn it, even the people from his own production team couldn't snatch it, okay?
The bones had to be taken away, and the soup had to be used to make noodles.
How could he treat others to food?
"How do you know that our chefs are good?”
"It's simply fragrant for ten miles. It's difficult for us not to know.”
"Is that so?"
"Two extras in our production team fought because of this.”
Zhang Ruo suddenly interjected,""Director Zhu, do you want to make a cameo? I can play the role of a soldier."
"And me, I can play the role of a maid."”
Hu Jun also raised her hand.”
"What do you think of me?" Director Song asked. I can play the role of an old beggar with few hairs on his head.”
“？？？”
"Are you guys alright?" Director Zhu was dumbfounded. I have enough actors, so why would I invite you guys to guest star?”
Director Song cursed." It's all because of that chef of yours. He said that only the cast and crew members can't eat it. He can't even pay for it!"”
"Chef Yang is right. We have to keep track of our purchases.”
"That's why we plan to make a cameo. Wouldn't we become actors in your production team?”
Director Zhu immediately waved his hand." No, no, absolutely not. We don't have enough to eat."”
Director Song suddenly narrowed his eyes, his expression threatening."Do you still remember the last time we went to the foot washing city?”
“？？Why are you talking about this?"
"Your wife called to ask what you were doing. You said we were discussing the script, and I was the one who acted for you.”
Director Zhu coughed calmly."If worst comes to worst, the next time your wife calls, I'll help you put on an act.”
Director Song pretended to take out his phone."Is that so? Then I can only give sister-in-law a call!”
"F * ck, your heart is too dirty!”
Director Zhu could not help but widen his eyes.
This damned Old Song was actually using the past to threaten him?!
However, if his wife found out about that, he would not be able to bear the consequences.
At that time, he wouldn't even be able to lick the bones, let alone the pork knuckles.
He had just begged Yang Zhe to leave him a pork knuckle for supper.
In the end, these Sixth Brothers came over when they smelled it.
Could it be that this tribulation was destined?
"Alright, you guys don't have to be guests anymore. I'll treat you guys.”
"Alright, Old Zhu, you're very kind!"
"If you dare to tell my wife that I went to the bath city, I'll stew you with pork knuckles.”
"Don't worry, don't worry. I've never been that kind of person.”
Director Zhu gritted his teeth and helplessly led them to the kitchen camp.
However, what they saw shocked them.
The entire huge soup barrel was empty, leaving only a layer of bright red soup.
The fire of the roast duck had long been extinguished. The furnace was empty, without a single feather.
There were also a few bowls that had been flipped over and placed on the table for some reason.
The messy dining table was full of debris, as if bandits had entered the village. It was a mess.
"Damn it, a bunch of dogs. Are you f * cking calm? Why are you eating so fast?"
Director Zhu cursed as he looked at Yang Zhe."What about my share?"
"The producer said you weren't feeling well and didn't want to eat, so he took it away." Yang Zhe said expressionlessly.”
"F * ck, it's just a meal. There's still someone playing dirty tricks?”
Director Song suddenly stepped forward and patted him.”
Director Zhu sighed and said helplessly,""Chef Yang, take out the one I saved for tonight and let Director Song and the others try it.”
"How?"
"You don't have to worry about it. I'll handle it myself!”
Yang Zhe nodded, turned around, and went into the kitchen. Then, he came out with a red and tempting pork knuckle.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Ruoyun, Zhang Tianai, and Hu Jun could not help but swallow their saliva.
This pork knuckle was stewed until it was fragrant and soft. With a turn of his hand, he could gently remove the bones.
The skin and flesh were layered, tender and soft.
He picked it up again, and the red sauce filled with protein dripped down.
He opened his mouth and bit down. The fragrant fat and the smooth lean meat mixed in his mouth.
The texture was soft, the texture was fine, and the meat tasted mellow.
The three of them coexisted, but at the same time, they were chewy. They were fat but not greasy, but the feeling was completely different.
After the crew finished eating, they were so satisfied that even the way they looked at Yang Zhe changed.
Who would have thought that there would be a God of Food hidden in a small film studio?
Could it be that the crew of 'The Long Song Journey' ate such things every day?
This was too extravagant!
On the other side, Old Zhu watched as his elbow was being eaten bit by bit. His heart seemed to have split open.
Damn it, that was his supper!
He could have brought it back to the hotel, poured a glass of red wine, and tasted it carefully with a knife and fork.
In the end, they were all eaten by the production team next door.
In the future, Yang Zhe's cooking must be completely banned!
He had many old friends in the film studio.
If there were a few more, what would he eat?
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