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Chapter 120 Chapter 120

Start the car, drive out of the urban area, and start walking on the mountain road. The mountain road has seven turns and eight turns, and the people in the car are dizzy. Moreover, the mountain road is very narrow, with a cliff on one side and a steep slope on the other. The driver drove very hard.

Qi Yang's face was very pale, and his brows were almost frowned. Seeing this, Gao Xiaocheng struggled to pull the front seat, "Master, drive slowly on the mountain road, it's very dangerous."

Of course, the more dangerous thing is that his boss seems to be shaken and vomited.

The master took a puff of his cigarette and held the steering wheel with one hand, and made a sharp turn carelessly. The front of the car seemed to be going out of the guardrail.

After turning the corner, he said slowly, "I'm already driving very slowly."

Gao Xiaocheng looked terrified and sweated all over his body. Director Wang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and explained, "This is an old local driver who usually drives like this. Now this speed is really slow. When I first came here, I almost passed me. Frightened to death."

The driver laughed, "You guys are too timid."

The driver had no intention of ridiculing, but simply commented, but the people in the car were shot collectively.

Seeing that Qi Yang's face was too pale, Lan Xi unscrewed a bottle of water and handed it over, "Drink some water."

Qi Yang shook his head after taking a sip.

Lan Xi took out a small pocket from the bag, "Do you want to throw up?"

Qi Yang shook his head, he could bear it, but he couldn't speak, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would be unable to bear it.

Seeing him like that, Lan Xi also felt anxious, "How about you close your eyes and lean against me, and I'll rub your temples, it will make you feel better."

Lan Xi's fingers were cold, and it was just right to press Qi Yang's twitching temples. Her technique was gentle, and her fingertips carried a little fragrance.

Qi Yang's tense nerves relaxed unconsciously, his overwhelmed stomach seemed to be soothed and healed up a lot.

After driving for three hours, the car got off the concrete road, and then came the dirt road Director Wang mentioned.

The few people were riding in a car like a cradle. After an hour, they finally arrived at the village where the crew was located.

This place is already very close to the border, and the buildings of the village may have borrowed from Lintu, which is very distinctive, and it is also the same as described in the script.

No wonder the place is so remote, the crew still chooses to shoot here.

Several people got off the car with faces whiter than ghosts, except for the driver who was still alive and well.

Seeing Qi Yang's pale face, Director Chen didn't dare to keep pulling him to talk, he hurriedly said to take him to the place where he lived to have a rest, and said that the room allocated to him was the most luxurious single room in the village.

This village is very simple, almost retaining the original flavor, almost every household is a bamboo building.

So Qi Yang didn't have much expectations for the luxurious single room that the director said.

The room is on the second floor of the bamboo building, and the inside is clean. When the windows open, you can see a lush sea of ​​flowers. The scenery is beautiful, but it is too simple. There is a 1.5-meter simple bed, a simple wardrobe, a wooden table, and a chair. .

Director Chen opened a door, and shouted as if asking for credit: "God Qi, look here."

Qi Yang looked over, it was a bathroom with an electric water heater hanging in it, the water heater looked like it was newly installed.

Director Chen continued: "Qi Shen, you only have a room with a bathroom, and none of the other rooms. Even I, the chief director, don't get this kind of treatment. It's luxurious."

Qi Yang smiled lazily, "It's indeed luxurious."

At this moment, an aggrieved voice came from outside the door, "Director Chen, you are too partial, and you still have a good room hidden."

While speaking, Ning Chen strode in. Ning Chen should have just left the show, and the makeup on his face hadn't been removed yet. He entered the group a week earlier than Qi Yang.

Director Chen said with a smile: "Assistant Gao has repeatedly said that Qi Shen is not afraid of suffering, but he is a bit of a clean freak. The room must be clean and tidy, and the hygiene must be up to standard. So I have to wrong everyone."

Qi Yang and Ning Chen, who are obsessed with cleanliness, know that they usually wear specially-made disposable gloves when they go out or go to crowded places.

Thinking of this, Ning Chen turned his head to look, and sure enough he was still wearing it.

It's just that his disposable gloves are more advanced than ordinary ones. They are specially designed and customized according to the size of his fingers, and they fit his fingers very well. If you don't look carefully, you may not be able to find them.

Ning Chen didn't make things difficult for Director Chen anymore, he turned to Qi Yang, stretched out his hand boldly to count, "Brother, I give you so much, change the room."

Qi Yang sneered, "I'm like someone short of money."

Ning Chen gritted his teeth and said, "Double."

Qi Yang looked at him indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you add a hundred times, you don't need your little money."

Gao Xiaocheng and the others' rooms have also been arranged. There are limited rooms in this village. He and Qi Er shared a room, and Lan Xi was arranged to live with another actress.

Lan Xi looked at Qi Yang, although she didn't speak, but Qi Yang knew what she was worried about, the positioning bracelets of the two of them, after eleven o'clock in the evening, they could not be separated.

Qi Yang frowned slightly, he didn't expect that the conditions here were so bad, Lan Xi would be squeezed together with others.

The life assistant on the set was about to take them to the room, when Qi Yang suddenly said, "She doesn't live with other people."

The life assistant froze for a moment, "Huh?"

Qi Yang looked at Ning Chen, "Ning Chen and I are squeezed together, she lives alone."

This time it was Ning Chen's turn to "Huh?!"

After everyone left, Ning Chen asked Qi Yang, "Are you really going to squeeze with me?"

Qi Yang stabbed Ning Chen mercilessly, dragged Lan Xi's suitcase and put it with his own, "You are dreaming."

Seeing Qi Yang's actions, Ning Chen probably understood what he meant, and he used himself as a shield if he dared to act.

It was said to outsiders that the two of them lived together, and Lan Xi lived alone, but in fact he was still alone, Qi Yang and Lan Xi lived and flew together, very happy.

He sat down on the high threshold, with one leg resting on the other, "Speak well, or I won't let you down."

Qi Yang ignored him, opened the suitcase and took out a bottle of chili sauce, "It seems that I can only eat this by myself."

Ning Chen immediately put his feet down, ran over, and sincerely admitted his mistake, "Brother, I was wrong."

When their film crew came to the village to stay, the director promised the local villagers that they would invite their villagers to be cooks and be responsible for the food for the big guys, which can be regarded as stimulating the development of the local economy.

But everyone didn't expect that the food made by the locals was really unpalatable, and they couldn't taste other flavors except spicy.

Once Ning Chen sneaked a look early in the show, my good fellow, there are no other seasonings in the kitchen except oil and salt.

Later, even if the director team spent huge sums of money to buy seasonings and returned, the cooking level of the local people still did not improve.

At this point, Ning Chen came up with a wise saying: if a chef cooks at a high level, it really isn't a matter of the seasoning, it's because of the high level of the chef.

So he specially called Qi Yang and asked him to bring chili sauce over at a high price.

Ning Chen grabbed several bottles of chili sauce and left contentedly.

Qi Yang was about to pack their luggage, but was stopped by Lan Xi, "I'll come, you go and have a rest."

Gao Xiaocheng said: "Let me do it." As an assistant, it is his job to help artists organize their clothes, but since their boss has a wife, he no longer needs him to organize their clothes.

Usually the boss does it himself.

Qi Yang wanted to nod, but Lan Xi refused, "I'll do it."

Qi Yang felt really uncomfortable, so he let Lan Xi go. After he changed the bedding he brought, he lay on the bed and fell asleep in a daze.

After finishing packing her clothes, Lan Xi had nothing to do, and she was tired after several hours of driving, so she quietly took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed.

The bed creaked every time it moved.

Qi Yang opened his eyes a crack.

Lan Xi paused and whispered, "It's me, did I wake you up?"

Qi Yang lazily shook his head, stretched his arms around her waist, hugged her in his arms and kissed her, then fell into a deep sleep again.

In the evening, Director Chen came over and asked Qi Yang to attend the welcome banquet specially prepared for him.

Qi Yang hugged Lanxi and didn't want to think about it, but he had to go, no matter what, he had to go through a scene.

Autumn in the southwest is not as cold as in the north, but the temperature difference between morning and evening is huge. Before going out, Qi Yang called Lan Xi to stop, took a thin knitted sweater and put it on her body, "Put it on."

"What about you?" Lan Xi looked at Qi Yang, who was only wearing a sweater.

Qi Yang: "I'm not cold."

The welcome banquet was held in Dabazi in the village, the entire crew was there, and they usually ate here.

It is equivalent to the canteen of the crew.

The dishes on the table are very simple, they don't look attractive, and the smell is not attractive at all. Apart from the large portion, they are useless.

Qi Yang was already suffering from motion sickness. Although he slept for two hours, he was still not very comfortable. He looked down at the food in front of him, without any appetite.

Lanxi has never been picky about food. When they were in the orphanage, they had to recite the poem "Compassion for Farmers" before every meal, in order to let everyone know that food is hard-won and cannot be wasted.

So even if the taste was not good, she still cooked a bowl of rice.

After Lan Xi finished his meal, Qi Yang put down his chopsticks that had barely picked up any food, "You guys eat, I'm not feeling well today, so I'll go back to rest first. If you have anything to do, you can contact Assistant Gao."

It wasn't until there was no one around that Lan Xi stretched out his hand to hold Qi Yang, "You didn't eat just now, are you hungry?"

Just as Qi Yang was about to say he wasn't hungry, he heard Lan Xi say, "Let me make it for you."

Although Qi Yang couldn't bear Lanxi's work, he couldn't resist the desire to eat his wife's cooking, and he was really hungry.

Thinking of the arduous shooting task tomorrow, he nodded and said yes, and fearing that Lanxi would be too tired, he added: "Just do whatever you want, I won't pick anything."

Gao Xiaocheng, who was walking behind them, heard the same tacit understanding as Qi Er looked at each other, and they saw the same words in each other's eyes: just now there was a big table of dishes, but you didn't eat anything.Do not pick?Boss, don't you blush when you say this?
If Qi Yang knew what they were thinking, he would definitely sneer: What I said is, I don’t pick what my wife cooks, what my wife eats, even if it’s shit, he has to say, “The shit my wife cooks is delicious.” of'.

Lan Xi and Qi Yang went back to the place where they lived, and then found the landlord villagers, expressing that they wanted to borrow their kitchen.

The local villagers grow their own ingredients, and there is a vegetable field behind the kitchen where they borrow this house.

Lanxi took money from the villagers to buy noodles, eggs, bacon, green vegetables, and sauerkraut.

Qi Yang wanted to watch Lan Xi cook, so he offered to light the fire.

Gao Xiaocheng's eyes widened, "Boss, can you?"

Qi Yang felt offended, especially in front of his wife, he sneered, "I don't know how to learn?"

Qi Yang humbly asked Aunt Zhang, who was staying with him, for advice. A few minutes later, the kitchen was full of smoke, and everyone ran out coughing.

Everyone ran outside and saw that Qi Yang's face was covered with ashes, and everyone laughed. Qi Yang looked at everyone with a threatening and warning look, but the effect was not good.

He looked down and saw that Lan Xi was also secretly smiling. At that moment, he suddenly lost his temper. It was worth it to win his wife a smile.

At some point, Gao Xiaocheng took out his mobile phone and took several pictures silently.

Aunt Zhang was afraid that Qi Yang would set the kitchen on fire, so she didn't dare to let him light the fire.

Lanxi neatly diced bacon, then diced potatoes, diced pickled radishes, pickled ginger and peppers, and finally fried eggs, smashed into flowers, and mixed together to make hot and sour noodles.

After the noodles were cooked, they were served separately. Lan Xi poured the freshly fried noodles on top of the noodles, and then poured out another bowl of noodle soup, sprinkled with a few green onions, and it became a bowl of soup.

Gao Xiaocheng and Qi Er actually got a bowl of noodles. They thought they could only smell the taste, which made them very happy. After all, everyone knows Lanxi's cooking skills and it's delicious.

Qi Yang said dissatisfied: "Why give it to them, Gao Xiaocheng can do it by himself."

Lan Xi smiled and said, "It's easy to do."

Qi Yang: "I can finish it all."

Gao Xiaocheng and Qi Er: "..."

Qi Yang told them both to put down the noodles, so Gao Xiaocheng and Qi Erduan didn't care about burning their mouths, so they sat on the high threshold of the kitchen and started to eat, praising the taste while eating.

Qi Yang brought him and Lan Xi's noodles to the room.

Considering that Qi Yang was motion sick and had no appetite, Lanxi asked Aunt Zhang for pickled radish, pickled ginger, and pickled pepper. These items were not only for seasoning, but also for appetizing.

A moment ago he was anorexic, and Qi Yang, who had no appetite, smelled the hot and sour smell mixed with the smell of bacon, and his appetite was whetted in an instant, feeling like he could eat an elephant.

He quickly mixed the noodles and saozi evenly, took a sip, and sucked, the chewy noodles were mixed with the bacon with fruit wood aroma, the glutinous diced potatoes with enough flavor, and the hot and sour diced radish.

The smell instantly ignited the fireworks in Qi Yang's heart, lighting up his mood, and the depression of riding a few cars disappeared in an instant.

No wonder it is said that food can cure all unhappiness.

Qi Yang ate the noodles in two or three strokes, still feeling unsatisfied. At that moment, he remembered the two bowls of noodles given to Gao Xiaocheng and Qi Er. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was a pity, and he really wanted to come back, if possible.

(End of this chapter)