Lu Chuan couldn't help but think of his author friend who accepted the script——
When the screenwriter came back after three months, he was haggard and weak. He had no inspiration for writing after half a year's rest. When asked, he just cursed:
"The script was revised over and over again. There were still problems even in the middle of the night. The director asked me to change it, the producer asked me to change it, and the props also came to give me advice, saying that if the investment is small, don't create a big scene!"
"Finally, the extras team also came to give their opinions and said that the producers did not want big scenes with more than eight people..."
"The lead actor is even more amazing! He is dedicated to his job and even memorizes his lines - but he memorized the wrong lines and refused to recite them, which caused the plot to fail to keep up. I had to change it!"
"Screenwriter? Not even a dog can do it!"
He remembered the other party's irritable appearance, and his scalp tightened at the moment, and he quickly refused: "I have no experience in being a screenwriter. We can just chat, but there is no need to follow the team."
Yunfeng also knows screenwriting, and he laughed at this moment: "I understand, I understand! I'm just asking, this is not included in the contract, not to mention your worth, screenwriting is a separate price."
"In this case, let's not mention it for now until the project is actually approved. The early stage selection will still take a while."
As he spoke, he packed up his things: "Do you want to buy any groceries? I'll take them there along the way."
Lu Chuan thought for a while - there were pickles, pickles, and dried vegetables at home, but there was no meat, so he said directly: "Then just buy some meat. Buy whatever meat you want to eat."
okay!
Lu Chuan's craftsmanship...
To be honest, he could definitely make a lot of money by selling private kitchens instead of being an author! Yunfeng packed up his things, decisively skipped work and ran away. Before leaving, he also said symbolically:
"I'm going to deliver the contract to the author."
…
Song Tan actually received the message from Lu Chuan:
"Thank you. I have received everything and it is very delicious. But there is no need to give it away. I have accepted it. I have paid attention to the store and I can buy it myself if necessary."
"Also, there is some liquor at home that no one drinks. You can give it to your family to taste after you receive it."
Apart from communicating through express delivery, the two of them were not familiar with each other at all. Lu Chuan carefully considered each word, but it was actually extremely difficult to reply.
It’s much harder than him to code!
However, Song Tan only took one look at it and thought that it must be given away! Otherwise, wouldn't the burnt person suffer in vain?
After all, it needs to be repaired slowly, right?
So Tiger Balm replied:
"OK!"
Then she put down the phone and went to help Brother Zhang drag the box - it was a big, square box, and it was written Song Tanshou. She remembered the news just now, and thought they had sent all the wine in the warehouse.
.
As a result, I took it apart and saw that they were all square acrylic boxes stacked one after another. Inside were the same Ultraman with different postures...
Song Tan:......
Brother Zhang:......
Only Qiaoqiao cheered, threw down the tea in her hand and rushed over: "Teacher Xin! Did you give this to me? There are so many!"
Xin Jun poked his head out from upstairs: "Yes, I promised two gifts at that time. The delivery of this one was a little slow and it only arrived today."
Qiaoqiao was already happily holding the boxes and going upstairs again and again: "I want to put them in the living room, study, and bedroom!"
After thinking for a while, he looked at Song Tan pleadingly: "Sister, can you buy me a cabinet? There are too many cabinets to fit in the grid."
Song Tan couldn't help but have a headache!
You have more than 100 cabinets, which cabinet can accommodate them?
After all, when Qiao Qiao talks about pretending, he definitely doesn't mean stuffing it in a cupboard like this, but showing it off seriously.
No matter how spacious the upstairs is, it can’t be set up like this?
"It's like this," she cleared her throat: "As a human being, you can't be too philanthropic. You liked Zero at first, and now you like Tiga. You have to sort it out in order, right?"
"Otherwise, even if it's all on display, you won't be able to see it with your eyes every day. Wouldn't you feel aggrieved if you weren't seen?"
"It's better to put all these Ultramans in cabinets."
Here. When you see a certain Ultraman, put out the relevant Ultraman from that movie - think about it, how ritualistic this is!"
Qiao Qiao thought for a moment, and it seemed like so!
He nodded decisively: "Sister, you are so smart! I will go and do it now!"
Brother Zhang looked at Song Tan with difficulty: "Your house is so big, it can't fit in it, right?"
Song Tan was even more frustrated: "You don't understand - I thought Ultraman was the only one at first. Later I found out that he has more than a hundred, and even matching monsters. Now that Ultraman is on display, from now on the monsters will
Where to put it?"
Brother Zhang:......
He wiped his face, turned around and went to the express truck to get a few boxes:
"Here, I see it's about food. Does your family still need to buy food from outside?"
"That's not true." Song Tan opened the box: "These are some seasonings we ordered."
The Sichuan peppercorns arrived yesterday. The seller was sincere and bought five kilograms. He sent seven kilograms over and said he would give two kilograms to Professor Song to try.
Professor Song didn't want it, so Song Tan took advantage of him again.
Today, the star anise, cinnamon, fragrant leaves and other things are in place, and the tea leaves are also dried...
Can you try this new tea egg tonight?
She held a bunch of condiments in her hands and walked into the kitchen decisively.
The seventh cousin looked at the pile of boxes in her hand. He was smelling and tasting each one, and couldn't help but sigh:
"It has to be Professor Song! I can't find the varieties he recommended in the market - they are indeed good things. The quality and taste are so strong!"
As he spoke, he quickly grabbed the condiments and placed them on several plates:
"These are different ratios. I will write them down later and classify them. Let's eat them tonight and see which one is better."
"If you choose, you can ask someone to send you the seasoning, and you can sell it online here."
The pile in front of me weighs several kilograms each, and a bag of tea eggs doesn't cost much. It can make about seven or eight hundred bags, which is enough for early sales.
okay!
Song Tan geared up: "When the tea eggs are on the shelves, let's give Brother Yanping and the others a holiday!"
After thinking for a while, he asked, "Seventh cousin, you have been cooking every day these past few months, do you want to take a holiday as well?"
"Besides, when work starts on the mountain, we will also have to prepare rice there. I am going to buy rice, noodles, meat and vegetables on the street, but do you have a suitable chef here?"
The seventh cousin was silent.
He had a disciple before, but that disciple... let's not mention it.
After thinking about it for a while, I finally said, "I don't have to take a vacation. Don't I still have to cook at home during the holidays? There are so many people here, it's lively, and the food is good."
"As for the chef who cooks the big pot... let me ask, how much salary do you plan to pay?"
He is 000, but this is his hometown, and the food and drink at Song Tan's house are also different.
But we can’t forget about it in the mountains. If nothing else, where did the early people live?
Song Tan had already prepared: "I have discussed with grandpa that the early people can live with him. When the house on the mountain is built, the construction of his old house here will just start."