Lai Yumeng rushed upstairs and shouted to everyone crazily.
When everyone went downstairs, Ling Rui was pulling out the second large dough of noodles.
I saw the noodles in Ling Rui's hands constantly being folded, stretched, folded, stretched... and then thrown into the pot by Ling Rui.
"Wow, Brother Rui can also make ramen!" Peng Peng exclaimed, "I thought Brother Rui could only make hand-rolled noodles."
"Xiao Rui... hiss." Huang Lei sighed. You know, pulling noodles is difficult, but Ling Rui couldn't pull any noodles.
Of course, they wouldn't know that Ling Rui practiced in the system countless times last night to achieve such results.
"Hey, are you all up?"
"Yeah, if I don't get up, I'm afraid that all my breakfast will be robbed!"
Chen Kezhou rolled his eyes after hearing this. What's the big deal? Isn't it just a bowl of fried noodles? But in his heart, he felt that it was fine. If Huang Lei and the others couldn't afford it, they might really be able to do what Ling Rui did.
Eat all the noodles...nothing left.
Not everyone on the program team has taken advantage of it.
Those who haven't eaten yet are starting to queue up.
"Suddenly, I felt like an Internet celebrity store." Jiang Shuying was stunned and said, somewhat dumbfounded, "In the past, when the milk tea was very popular, the queues were like this."
"Hahaha."
"Go and wash up quickly!"
…
Half an hour later.
Everyone sat down in the courtyard.
There is a bowl of noodles in front of everyone, and in the middle of the table are fried sauce, vegetables, and a pile of green onions.
"Better, let's eat first."
So, everyone started to put the dishes into their bowls, and then waited for He Jiong to share the fried sauce with them.
"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Rui."
"Thank you for your hard work, Brother Rui!"
"Ah, it's really hard work!"
When we woke up in the morning and ate the sincere Jajang Ramen, everyone was a little flattered.
However, these are just Ling Rui's experiments.
Although, the experiment didn't seem to be very successful.
It is still an experiment of artistic conception.
Almost all the ingredients are prepared by him himself, and even the noodles are ramen made by him with great effort. However, the artistic conception is still just ordinary. Looking at the ramen in front of him: there is no fried noodles in the bowl.
The sauce has no dish code, the taste is not good, the color is not good, the flavor is not good, and the appearance is not good at home. It is a light ramen with a general mood.
Frowning, Ling Rui added the vegetable code to the bowl and waited for He Jiong to divide the fried sauce.
Then, the interpretation changed: a bowl of fried soybean ramen that tastes great but has a mediocre artistic conception.
Ling Rui was also helpless. How should he convey this artistic conception? Do he really have to think of some strange thoughts while cooking?
Others have already eaten.
Lai Yumeng stirred the noodles completely, added green onions happily, and ate them with satisfaction.
"Oh my God!"
"I go!"
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
"too delicious!"
Praise abounded.
Ling Rui was unmoved. He still felt that it was not enough. He stirred his noodles evenly. Ling Rui frowned again. The smell of green onions came from the side...
After eating the noodles, everyone was very satisfied.
So each and every one of them became half paralyzed again.
"I never thought I could eat such authentic fried noodles." Lai Yumeng sighed.
"I didn't expect it either." Huang Lei exhaled. This ramen tasted really good.
"Xiao Rui, really, open a restaurant, brother, please." Zhang Jike looked at Ling Rui and said seriously, "Let's open a restaurant in Beijing. I'll prepare the store."
"count me in."
"And I."
Everyone raised their hands.
If you become a shareholder, you can eat whenever you want!
Ling Rui shook his head, "I won't open a restaurant."
"But it's really a pity that you can't use your skills..." Zhang Jike continued to persuade. He really felt it was a pity.
"fine."
"Eh."
Everyone sighed with emotion.
I was so satisfied with my breakfast that I almost forgot that Ling Rui is actually an actor! Not a cook.
"I think that the ramen scene when I played Sansheng...if Xiao Rui was half as good as Xiao Rui, there wouldn't be so many people complaining about it." Yang Yang suddenly sighed, then laughed and shook his head.
"Actually, the main reason for the movie version of Sansheng is that the plot is too rushed." Ling Rui smiled, "The drama version has shot so many episodes, and you have to tell them all in one and a half hours? How is that possible? Time is tight, and you have to worry about many details.
There is no way to express it, and you even have to choose some details. First of all, the drama version of Zhu Yu comes first, almost restoring all the details in the novel, and the hasty release of the film version... will naturally be criticized."
"Xiao Rui is right." Huang Lei nodded, "The main thing is that time is tight, and some of the performances of the characters are not as good as the drama version. If the movie version can be divided into two parts, it will be much better.
"
Yang Yang nodded. Unfortunately, he was just an actor, not an investor or a director. That drama earned him a lot of infamy, and it also gave Liu Yifei a lot of infamy.
However, it doesn't matter, everyone has this time, just move on.
"Okay, it's nothing." He Jiong said with a smile, "It's actually pretty good. Oh, it's so comfortable. I really don't want to leave."
"Isn't there another day?"
"That's right, are we leaving?" Lai Yumeng and Jiang Shuying reacted so quickly.
That's right, they have already had three meals. Yesterday's lunch, dinner, today's breakfast...
But I just don’t want to leave.
But on the last day, it was going to be the last episode, and it was really hard for them to stay. Maybe the program team would have other arrangements, so they had better not stay and sabotage it.
So, after clearing away the dishes, He Jiong and others also said goodbye to Director Liu and his group of seven people.
…
"Suddenly it became empty." He Jiong sat in the yard and felt something was wrong. Then he ground himself a cup of coffee and added milk, "Here, Xiao Rui, this cup is for you."
"Thank you, Teacher He." Ling Rui took it with a smile, and felt shuddering when he saw Huang Lei holding his tea cup and slowly drinking the bitter tea.
"Ding! A side mission is released: Host, please complete a huge progress, and the mission will reward an improvement in the five senses."
Ling Rui raised his eyebrows, huge progress, a very broad concept.
Suddenly, the phone dinged.
Peng Peng quickly stood up and ran in to answer the phone.
"Hello, hello, this is the Mushroom House."
"Hello, hello." A very intellectual female voice came from the other side of the phone. As soon as Peng Peng heard it, he shouted, "Teacher Huang, your lover's phone number!"
Huang Lei opened his eyes wide, put down the tea cup, and quickly entered the room.
Others also opened their eyes wide, "Wow, the program team actually wants to reunite Teacher Huang's family?"
After a while, Huang Lei walked out happily and said, "Xiao Rui, Duo Duo will be here soon."
"Really?" Ling Rui was surprised. You know, Duoduo is already a young girl now. He never thought that Huang Lei would still agree to let Duoduo appear in front of the camera.
"Of course it's true. Why did I lie to you?" Huang Lei rolled his eyes after hearing Ling Rui's words. He returned to his seat and just sat down when the phone rang again.
At this time, Peng Peng, as the operator, ran into the house again, "Hello, hello. This is the Mushroom House."
"Hello~" There were more than a dozen hellos coming from the other side of the phone. Don't ask Peng Peng how he knew, he was a little confused anyway.