If it were just for a day or two, I’d bring Dundun along for fun, but any longer wouldn’t work. As the store manager, I can’t neglect my duties.
When she went upstairs, she saw Director Shen vying with the special scriptwriter Geng Lele over chicken at.
"These chicken feet are cooked perfectly. Yue, you should have so."
"Not . Nibbling on chicken feet is such a ti-waster. By the ti I finish, you’ll have eaten all the at," she replied.
Having been around Geng Lele for a while, everyone had more or less gotten used to her sly little sches, like not eating the snacks she brought before a al or drinking the beverages she bought. Additionally, during als, it was also necessary to promptly reject her seemingly kind offers to dish out food. Because if you weren’t careful, you might end up with sothing difficult to eat, like chicken feet, and would then have to watch as she devoured all the tasty morsels herself.
Shu Yun carried her bowl and sat in a corner of the booth. "Boss," she asked, "how long do you reckon we’ll need to shoot for?"
Director Shen swallowed a bite of chicken. "I’m not quite sure myself," she responded, "as our film crew is still in its early stages with much to organize. How about this? After we eat, let’s have a eting to discuss the shooting content and... ah, the at on the chicken drumsticks is indeed delicious."
As she was speaking, her attention drifted back to the chicken in the bowl.
So the boss hadn’t actually co up with any shooting content or creative ideas? It was just an impulsive desire to film sothing related to Dundun...
No wonder people in the film industry always complain that the director is the most useless person on set. I’ve certainly seen proof of that today.
anwhile, Shen Baobao was still marveling at the deliciousness of the Spicy Chicken.
It was so fragrant, fresh, numbing, and spicy; this chicken was simply scrumptious. It had to be eaten with green onions—that’s when the Spicy Chicken truly shone. With the numbing and spicy sauce, the sharpness of the green onions and onions receded. This made the overall taste sowhat sweet, which wonderfully brought out the chicken’s freshness. This combination was truly remarkable.
"Onions are called piyazi in the Northwest and are an indispensable ingredient in everyday life. Whether it’s for Big Plate Chicken, Spicy Chicken, or even roasting a whole sheep or naan, piyazi is essential," Geng Lele explained while she ate.
Lin Xu asked curiously, "You guys aren’t in agriculture, are you? Do you learn this stuff in class?"
"We didn’t learn it. There’s soone from the Northwest in our class who keeps bragging about how delicious their regional cuisine is, despising Beijing for being a culinary wasteland. My ears are practically calloused from hearing it."
Shen Baobao imdiately beca interested. "Why didn’t you bring him to our restaurant to try our food?" she asked.
"He thinks it’s too expensive..."
That was an impasse, then.
Lin Xu picked up a piece of chicken and chewed thoughtfully, while also calculating the braising ti for the chicken downstairs. He planned to check on it after the al. Once it was almost done, he’d turn off the heat and let it soak until the afternoon. This way, the chicken would be thoroughly flavored, and even the breast at would be juicy and delicious.
As everyone was eating, Zeng Xiaoqi arrived. She wore a baseball cap, large sunglasses on her nose, and a scarf tied around her neck. You’d think a big star had just walked in.
Shu Yun asked curiously, "What’s with the getup? Were you being chased by an admirer trying to confess their love?"
Geng Lele chuckled. "That outfit screams ’I didn’t wash my hair.’ I wore a baseball cap all day the last ti I had terrible bedhead. I totally get it."
Zeng Xiaoqi didn’t mind. Picking up a clean pair of chopsticks, she put a piece of chicken into her mouth, her eyes full of relief. "Thank goodness I didn’t wash and dry my hair before coming over!" she exclaid. "Otherwise, I would have definitely missed out on this delicious treat."
The chicken was chewy and refreshing, with a spicy, savory fragrance.
Compared to such delicious food, what’s the big deal about delaying a hair wash by a day? Life is all about making choices.
After eating a few bites of chicken, she took out her phone and ssaged Dou Wenjing in the group chat, urging her to hurry: "This Spicy Chicken is super delicious, better than first love! Not to be missed!"
Dou Wenjing hadn’t replied yet when Chen Yan sent a ssage in the group: "If you’re going to eat, just eat! Why do you have to post it in the chat? You’re making so jealous that I just spent a fortune getting the campsite chef to make so Spicy Chicken. Now I’m just sitting here waiting for it."
TSK, TSK, TSK. To think there was still soone in the group who couldn’t get any.
Seeing Chen Yan’s ssage, everyone quickly posted pictures and videos of the Spicy Chicken to the group, and didn’t forget to comnt on its taste after posting.
On the Hulun grasslands, Chen Yan, who had just changed into a Mongolian robe and was waiting for her Spicy Chicken, pursed her lips. "I’m really silly, truly," she lanted. "I knew they were shaless, but I didn’t expect them to be *this* shaless..."
However, thinking about the roast whole sheep they were going to eat around the campfire that night, Boss Chen got excited again. Hmph! Just wait and see how I’ll tempt you all tonight! Mr. Gao’s personally roasted whole sheep will definitely make every single one of you cry with envy!
When Dou Wenjing arrived at the restaurant, Lin Xu had already finished the Spicy Chicken and was busy in the kitchen.
"Wow, our film crew is finally all here for the first ti! I’ve decided to have a eting after the al so we can thoroughly discuss how to film Dundun to be both smart and cute."
Director Shen’s words made everyone serious.
Dou Wenjing asked, "Where will we et? Here? I see a lot of out-of-town custors eagerly heading this way. The place might be full of custors soon."
Given that, holding the eting in the restaurant was out of the question. Firstly, it would disturb business. Secondly, this was the film crew’s first eting, so it needed to be as formal as possible. After all, they were a professional crew, there to do important work.
"Let’s go to the office then. We have a eting room there where everyone can speak freely. Also, we need to bring Dundun along, since he’s the male lead and should be involved."
After agreeing on the plan, everyone went to the Huixuan Building, led by Dou Wenjing.
The office was on holiday and completely empty.
They gathered in the eting room, and the won sat at one end of the long conference table, starting a discussion about how to film the episode. To make it seem official, Zeng Xiaoqi even set up a cara in one corner of the room. The company’s filming equipnt was complete and ready to use.
After setting up the equipnt and starting the recording mode, the group of brainstorrs huddled together to discuss how to display Dundun’s intelligence, cuteness, and mischief.
While they were discussing, a chubby little darling jumped in front of the cara. It first waved its fluffy paws at the lens and then stood upright, slowly walking on its hind legs as if imitating a human.
Dundun was having a blast in front of the cara.
But the film crew mbers hadn’t noticed, still absorbed in their brainstorming and worries. "Blue cats generally give off a dopey vibe. How can we show that Dundun isn’t like that? Making videos is so hard..."
I was almost driven to lose my temper by the noise while I was nearly finished writing. I need to work hard to earn money for a quiet house! This Chapter is 5,230 words. Folks, I need Monthly Tickets! Oh, and there are double Monthly Tickets at the end of the month, so if you can, save them up for then. If you can’t hold onto them, feel free to cast them now.
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