The filming of "The Master of Tai Chi" has been completed and the post-production stage has begun.
This guy came to Starlight Entertainment for the first time. From the moment he walked in, he looked everywhere with stern looks. He was also shocked by the crazy fans outside the company. This experience was unprecedented.
"Mr. Xiao, I got all the tapes back. When will the editing start?"
Xiao Qian waved her hands and said with a smile: "There's no rush. It's been very hard for you to be wandering outside. Let's go, I'll pick you up and wash away the dust."
Wang Fei and others were so happy that they no longer felt tired after their hard work.
"Is this your first time in Magic City?"
Several people nodded, it was indeed their first time here.
"Let's go, I'll invite you to eat our food. I don't know if you are used to it, but I spend money, so I have the final say."
Xiao Qian's humor made everyone laugh, and it was better to obey than to be respectful.
If you want to eat local food, you must not go to famous restaurants.
If you are looking for a private house in an alley, you will never find it if you are not a glutton with rich experience and a full pocket.
Seeing Xiao Qian leading everyone into the residence, Wang Fei and others looked at each other in confusion.
Not for dinner?
Why does it seem like I'm a guest?
Turning into the inconspicuous little door, there is a path that can only be passed by one person. The brick walls on both sides are covered with ivy, and occasionally one or two morning glory pops out, which is unusually beautiful.
Across the path is an elegant courtyard.
There is a flower garden of more than ten square meters, with a pavilion in the middle. There is a stone table. The tabletop is so huge that it seems to be able to accommodate all corners of the world.
There are wooden shelves set up on the pavilion, and there are also vines hanging on it, connected to the surrounding walls.
On a hot summer day, it's just cool here.
Seeing this scene, Wang Fei and others secretly shouted "Hello".
They are all knowledgeable people, and they know very well that such an elegant and quiet place in a busy city must be out of the ordinary.
A short old man strolled out, chattering.
"Little Chi, you bother me every time. You eat a lot and you don't pay much. What's wrong with you?"
Xiao Qian smiled playfully.
"Grandpa Li, I'm taking care of your business. If you don't come, who will eat your craftsmanship?"
The old man groaned angrily, but pulled Xiao Qian into the pavilion.
"You won't go to Yuyuan to eat?"
Xiao Qian took the initiative to pour tea for the old man and motioned for everyone to sit wherever they wanted.
"That place is too vulgar to show off one's character. Besides, your disciples are too impetuous. They haven't learned much about their craftsmanship, but they have enough airs."
The old man sighed deeply.
"What can we do? This is a new era, and we can't hit or scold. Fortunately, what they did is not too unpleasant. Otherwise, they would have been kicked out of the school long ago."
After sighing about the past and the present, the old man stood up.
"You guys sit down."
After saying that, the old man walked away and disappeared among the vines and flowers.
Wang Fei looked at the bare tabletop and then at the silent surroundings, unable to recover for a long time.
"Mr. Xiao, what kind of regulations is this? Are we just going to sit here?"
Xiao Qian gave them a look.
"Just sit here and you can eat it with your hands later?"
The person next to Wang Fei is Shen Qing, who is also the assistant director of the crew, but is younger than Wang Fei.
"But there's no one here to serve us with dishes and chopsticks."
Xiao Qian rolled her eyes even more.
"You have such a big face, you still want someone to take care of you? Over there, go get it yourself. By the way, wash it before you bring it over."
Shen Qing almost hit his head on the stone table.
“Are there any hotels with such poor service nowadays?”
Xiao Qian pointed to the surrounding environment and asked, "Does this look like a restaurant to you?"
Another person took up the conversation. His name was Guo Jing, but he didn't know martial arts, he only knew screenwriting.
“Since it’s not a restaurant, what can we eat?”
Xiao Qian was so proud.
"I dare not say anything else, but I can eat the best local food in the world. Is this reason enough?"
"hiss……"
A group of people gasped, their pupils trembling.
There are countless delicacies in this world. Although each of them is outstanding, no one dares to claim to be the best in the world.
But that's what Xiao Qian said, and he said it confidently.
This has aroused everyone's curiosity, what is the world's best local food in the magic city like!
Shen Qing and others stopped nagging and went to get bowls and chopsticks one after another, and then they all looked forward to it like primary school students.
Wait and see what the best local cuisine in the world is like.
Wang Fei became more curious and asked quietly: "Mr. Xiao, that old gentleman..."
Xiao Qian also lowered his voice.
"His surname is Li, and Taizu also ate his cooking."
You don’t need to say too much, it’s enough.
A bunch of guys tried hard to absorb the shock, thinking about how to brag to the people they knew when they went back.
Before he could reach it, the crisp sound of the chime came, carrying a different elegance.
Xiao Qian stood up tall and moved swiftly.
"Let's go, bring the food."
Bada...
Several people rolled down from the pavilion.
It is indeed a unique and good place. You have to clean and place the dishes and even the dishes by yourself.
Wang Fei and others followed Xiao Qian, and after walking a short distance, they saw a small window open. Several kinds of dishes were already placed on the wooden boards outside the window.
From a distance, all kinds of strange fragrances are coming, making people's noses twitch unconsciously, greedily not letting go of every trace of vegetable fragrance.
Wang Fei and others couldn't help but quicken their pace and followed Xiao Qian back and forth several times before filling up the originally empty stone table.
Xiao Qian took out a jar of wine from somewhere and handed it to them.
"Authentic daughter red, drink quickly, or the old man will scold you if you see it."
The daughter became famous all over the world, so Wang Fei and others hurriedly poured it into the celadon flower bowl.
The encounter between orange wine and celadon is like the full moon outside Xiaoxuan's window, adding a touch of Jiangnan romance.
Wang Fei and the others only looked at the wine and could not say a word.
Guo Jing was a little more sober and asked: "Mr. Xiao, where is the old man? Why don't you come out and let us toast with a drink and express our gratitude."
Xiao Qian has already moved his chopsticks.
"No, you're not of a good enough standard."
These are some shabby people, and if you think about it, they cooked for Taizu, and they have met countless great people.
The reason why I can enjoy other people's craftsmanship today is because of Xiao Qian's guidance.
"Grandpa Li doesn't do anything here even once a month, so I count you lucky this time. This is a rare opportunity, so hurry up and eat."
Looking at the table of dishes that were as beautiful as works of art, Wang Fei and the others didn't dare to move their chopsticks.
They were considered prominent figures in society, and they considered themselves to be doing well in life. They had enough food and clothing, and made a small amount of money. But when they got here, they followed Grandma Liu into the Grand View Garden, which was full of local flavor.
It was a good plate of shrimps and black ginseng, but Wang Fei only dared to eat it with the broccoli on the side.
Still Xiao Qian couldn't stand it, so he went down with a few chopsticks and helped them divide the black ginseng.
Then there was no sound of conversation on the table. A few extremely vicious guys didn't even want to say a word, not to mention the drinks, and they were all engrossed in eating.
There were twelve dishes on the table, and at the end, not even the soup was left.
A group of old men slumped on chairs, stroking their bellies and humming non-stop. Really, there is no one who can enjoy the local cuisine as heartily as a Northeastern pot stew.
Xiao Qian shook her head and made up her mind.
From now on, it would be better to only come to such an elegant and unique place with Li Qingjue.
The existence of these guys is a waste of natural resources.
After eating and drinking, Xiao Qian sipped tea and waited for these guys to finish their food. It was time to chat.
But anyone who understands will understand that at this time, what you say is more serious.
Shen Qing, Guo Jing and others kept winking at Wang Fei, but Xiao Qian just pretended not to notice and waited for them to speak.
The stalemate didn't last long, after all, Wang Fei and others wanted something.
"Haha, Mr. Xiao, although it is a bit abrupt, there are some things we have been holding in our stomachs and we want to talk to you."
Wang Fei had quick eyesight and quick hands. Seeing that Xiao Qian's glass was empty, he quickly helped to fill it up and started talking.
Xiao Qian tilted her head to look at him, without asking, and let him continue speaking.
Wang Fei's face turned red, but he had already opened his mouth and could not give up halfway. Gritting his teeth, for the sake of his future and destiny, a little face was nothing.
"This time, we brothers are lucky enough to be filming with Mr. Xiao for several months. Mr. Xiao, your talent and ability are all appreciated by us brothers."
Shen Qing helped.
"I have been with the crew for so many years, and the one I am most convinced of is Mr. Xiao. As for the rules and regulations you set for the crew, who knew this before? Hey, if you continue to implement them, the efficiency is really scary."
Guo Jing also followed.
"Originally, according to our total calculation, the filming of this film will be completed at least early next year. Thanks to Mr. Xiao's clever methods, it ended up being completed in more than two months."
After the conversation came full circle, Wang Fei Tu was stunned.
"It is said that good birds choose trees to roost. In the eyes of our brothers, Mr. Xiao is just like that towering tree. So we discussed it in private and wanted to make a living with Mr. Xiao in the future. No.
Do you know that Mr. Xiao, you, like us, these crooked melons and cracked jujubes?"
After the words fell, Wang Fei and others all held their breath and looked at Xiao Qian, waiting for the judgment of fate.
