"Hello, this is the Mushroom House. Are you the guest waiting to come?"
The phone rang, Huang Laoxie and Guo Dong were cooking, and He Shouzhen was setting the table. Dahua, as the youngest one and the most useless one at the moment, naturally went over and answered the phone.
"This accent, this flavorful Chinese..."
A girl on the other side of the phone rolled her eyes: "Are you Dahua?"
"It's me, it's me, do you know me?"
As soon as he heard the crisp and lovely voice of the young lady opposite him, Dahua's eyes narrowed instantly. He had a wretched temperament that he couldn't block. At the same time, he felt smug in his heart. It seemed that there were still many people there.
They all know themselves, and they can actually recognize themselves just by listening to their voices.
"No, I don't know you, but the Chinese in Mushroom House is so blunt and the Mandarin is so unusual, you are the only one who speaks Chinese."
Pfft~
Dahua smiled so hard that he couldn't find his eyes, and his expression suddenly froze: "Is my Chinese really that bad?"
The other party did not give any face: "Yes, all the Chinese I know, including many foreigners, their Chinese is much better than yours."
Pfft~
It was such a familiar voice. Just now, Dahua was still wondering what the sound was and why it was so familiar yet strange at the same time. But now he knew it was the sound of his heart being stabbed.
The sound of being stabbed directly into the heart by that fast and straight knife.
"Dahua, what's wrong? Who is it?"
Dahua's half-dead look, covering his heart, attracted the attention of He and Huang.
"Yeah, what's wrong? What did the other party order? To make you look like you'd rather die than live?"
Dahua shook his head and looked at He and Huang with tearful eyes: "Teacher He, Teacher Huang, is my Chinese really that bad?"
The two looked at each other and it seemed that the guest who came back was not a good person.
"Dahua, are you sure you want us to evaluate your Chinese?"
Guo Dong on the side flicked his wrist, flipped the spatula, and pulled A. Remembering that a certain guy knew how to cook, and he was very good at it, he ordered Northeastern's signature pot-roasted pork with an ax and put it on the plate, while looking at it.
Dahua stood up maliciously.
"Yes, Brother Dong, I want to know if my Chinese is really that bad?"
Guo Dong looked at Da Hua who was not (heart) in the (in) Huang (in) river (one) heart (point) and was not (forced) to death. He pondered for a moment and ignored He Shouzhen's crazy hints that he should be kind.
Eyes: "If you didn't say you were speaking Chinese, as a native Chinese, I really almost didn't recognize it."
Dahua's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Huang Laoxie with the last glimmer of hope: "Teacher Huang, what does Brother Dong mean?"
"He means that you created a new genre of Chinese, Dahuakou."
Huang Laoxie did not answer him. On the other side of the phone that had not hung up, someone who had been listening to the good show suddenly interrupted and gave Dahua a fatal blow, which was also the third blow: "Mandarin, dialect, Dahua
mouth."
Hearing the voice on the phone, He Shouzhen was startled for a moment, suddenly laughed, and snatched the microphone from the hands of Dahua who was ashen and stiff: "Hey, little Liying, we haven't seen each other for so long.
Knives are flying everywhere like this."
Hearing He Shouzu's words, the other person on the phone suddenly burst into laughter: "I can't help it, Teacher He. When I hear Dahua's unique 'accent', I can't help but complain."
"Besides, after all, I am also the leader of the Little Sword God Sect that a certain guy has personally declared. If I don't reveal my identity without flying two swords, wouldn't it make me look sneaky?"
He Shouzuo rolled his eyes helplessly: "You, you have followed the example of your deputy leader."
As he spoke, He Shouyou smiled and looked at Guo Dong, who shrugged and said it didn't matter, just treat it as a compliment.
"Lao He, me."
While they were joking, a voice suddenly changed on the other side of the phone.
"Tell Lao Huang that Duoduo and I will be here soon, and let him take care of the rest!"
He Shouzhen's eyes widened instantly, especially when there was a lot of laughter and cheers on the other side of the phone, shouting Sister Li/Lily's powerful voice, He Shouzhen's face instantly became wonderful.
Some are happy, some are shocked, some are gloating, and some are hopeless.
I am happy because I can see good friends again, and there are many good friends. Even good friends who once thought we would never get together again may be together again this time, and we can talk, laugh and drink.
What shocked me was that the program team was able to gather these people together quietly without any news from the outside world.
The gloating about misfortune is directed at Huang Laoxie who still doesn't know anything.
As for life without love...
Haha, there will be more than 20 people in this courtyard in a moment. Although it is lively, he and Huang Laoxie still have to cook for so many people... Haha!
Even though He Shouzi didn't have to cook, he was always the one washing the dishes after finishing the meal.
Thinking of the pile of dishes and chopsticks that would pile up for him to wash until he died, He Shouzuo had the idea of packing up his luggage and running away now.
"Jelly, is your plane at home?"
He did what he thought of. After He Shouzhen put down the phone with a look of despair, he didn't answer Huang Laoxie's question about who was here and what dishes he ordered. Instead, he turned to look at Guo Dong and asked:
Everyone is puzzled by this question.
"The plane is at home, but Teacher He, Youdao can't run in the first grade of junior high school and can't run in the 15th grade. There is also a road that can run and the monk can't run in the temple. You must know that only half of the recording of Yearning has been completed. The three winter sessions have just been filmed.
In the beginning, even if you ran away, wouldn’t you come back?”
Guo Dong is now very powerful and naturally has sharp ears and eyesight. Of course, he will not be unable to hear the voice and the information revealed on the phone. On the contrary, he can hear more and more detailed information than He Shouzuo.
So Guo Dong came over and patted He Shouzuo on the shoulder with a sad (sorrowful) expression: "What's more, Teacher He, you have to know that half of the people here actually don't have that many announcements.
We can't exclude those that need to fly around every day, and the remaining few that are relatively full, and quite a few can be postponed for a few days. If you run away today, won't you come back tomorrow? Most of them really have
That’s when the filming of the whole season of Longing was completed.”
He Shouzhen's face instantly turned pale.
He knew that what Guo Dong said was right, and he also knew that what Guo Dong didn't say was that he could borrow a plane from Guo Dong to travel. Those people who had full schedules could even borrow a plane from Guo Dong to commute.
I fly back directly after catching up on announcements every day.
He Shouzhen didn't even have the slightest doubt that a guy who was of the opposite sex was inhumane and had no moral integrity in this regard. He would let the plane turn back halfway without any coercion or inducement, forcing him to throw himself into a trap.
"But what should we do if there are so many people? Even if all the corn in the yard is ground into cornmeal, it won't be enough to exchange ingredients with the program crew."
Since there was no hope of escape, He Shouzou had no choice but to accept his fate and began to think about how to enjoy himself next...to bear the forced sex of life.
By the way, he also shared his pain with Huang Laoxie and Dahua, who had just barely recovered from the blow.
"Isn't this simple?"
Compared with the three people who felt lifeless, Guo Dong was very calm: "I remember that when Chen He came, I killed a lot of wild boars, and I exchanged many live wild boar cubs and wild boars for many livestock, except for the carts in the yard.
Apart from donkeys, other pigs, sheep, chickens, ducks, geese, etc. should be quite fat and can be put out of the slaughter, right?"
While talking, Guo Dong walked to a certain floor tile in the house and stepped on it hard. It creaked and rumbled, and there was a sound of machine. The entrance to an underground secret room appeared in the middle of the house. Guo Dong stepped in and walked in.
After a while, he came out carrying a jar of wine and a toolbox.
"Jiyou Valley~? My dear, you kid actually hid Jiyou Valley!?"
As soon as he saw the wine jar and the aroma of wine that was not strong but lingering in his heart, Huang Lao Xie's eyes were worth the magic sword. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva subconsciously, yelled, and rushed over to snatch the wine away.
"Didn't you drink it last time? I searched for it for a long time but couldn't find it. Where did you hide it?"
"Teacher He, there are two altars of peach blossom wine and some tools and desks down there. You and Dahua go down and take them out and set them up. Teacher Huang and I will kill pigs and sheep for fun."
Guo Dong allowed the jar of Jiyougu to be snatched away by Huang Laoxie, and then opened the tool box, which contained some pig-killing suits.
In addition to the common butchering knives, bone chopping knives, boning knives, and meat splitting knives, there are also large and small hooks for hanging pigs and meat, scrapers for cleaning pig hair, stiles (hollow bamboo tubes) for blowing pigs, etc.
, it can be said that it has everything.
"Hey~ good guy, you are quite complete in this set of things."
After Huang Laoxie took a deep breath of the wine, he did not open the jar and drink directly. He turned to look at Guo Dong and was about to say something when he was blinded by a blade of cold light.
"It's necessary, otherwise how can we kill the New Year pig to celebrate the fattened New Year?"
Seeing that none of these things were rusty and the cutting edges were still sharp, Guo Dong nodded and closed the tool box again.
"No, I mean, how many things do you have hidden under this house?"
Huang Laoxie calculated slightly and found that Guo Dong had already opened five organs. The locations and functions of each place were different. There was an armory for taking out bows and arrows, a wine cellar for taking out wine, and a pig-killing warehouse for taking out all the tools needed to kill pigs.
, as well as the outdoor stove in the yard, the winter heating combination in the house and the indoor stove.
If so many things were placed elsewhere, let alone an underground secret room, even a smaller villa would be full.
"I can only say a lot. I can't even remember anything when I don't use it in detail."
Guo Dong thought for a while and finally could only give this answer.
Because although this house only took two months to build, it was not only built by him, but also by Da Comma, Lin Chaoying, and Dugu. During the construction, in addition to using the materials from Hangu Eight Friends Middle School
The skillful craftsman Feng Asan also used ninjutsu and various martial arts skills.
Therefore, although there is only a mushroom house on the surface, a small farmhouse that is not too small but definitely not too big, in fact, it is a very huge machine city underground. Once it is all activated, it is nonsense to say that it can station 100,000 troops.
But there is no problem in stationing 10,000 elite troops for defense.
After all, Guo Dong hadn't had any "friendly talks" with the people above him at that time. He always had to be prepared in case something happened and the authorities sent troops to suppress him, a murderer, a terrorist, and the leader of an international arms and antique smuggler.
Old lady, are you protecting your family?
Naturally, there are enough guns, ammunition, and supplies for ten thousand soldiers and horses to fight a war.