October 5th is the last day of filming for the show.
The four of them didn't deliberately get up too early. They went to the small square to take a look the night before. The chefs were still working overtime. There were a lot of ingredients and a lot of work. They were very used to it.
There are a lot of people in the village who go to help. Qin Xiaobao and others say that they are a bit redundant.
Do something, don’t give up yet, let me give in here, let you go away there, it is difficult to get started, and the result is not satisfactory.
To put it simply, it is more about mascots than actual effects.
Even if the two girls know how to cook, it won't work because the table seats are too different.
As the owner of the supermarket, Qin Xiaobao waved his hand and told him to sleep until he wakes up naturally tomorrow, but not later than half past eight.
Having said that, he got up early, washed himself quietly, dressed neatly, and went to the small square first.
It's only half past six, and it's already getting busy.
From a distance of more than ten meters, I could already smell the fragrance.
"Master, what are you doing now?" He leaned over.
"Fried pork ribs." The old chef stirred the oil pan with a large hoe-like spatula. The pork ribs had become golden and fragrant, making people's fingers lick.
"It's going to explode, isn't it cold?" Qin Xiaobao swallowed, feeling a little hungry.
"It's okay. This is the first time. I have to fry it again before serving it."
Qin Xiaobao remembered: "It will become crispy after two passes of oil, right?"
The chef nodded.
Then he asked a few more questions in a row, but the master became a little impatient. Qin Xiaobao smiled awkwardly at the camera: "Forget it, I'd better not disturb them. It would be a sin if they couldn't eat at noon."
After greeting most people, he returned to the supermarket.
"Today is the last day. I remember that I haven't made breakfast since I came to Hu Village." Qin Xiaobao rolled up his sleeves and faced the camera, glancing back from time to time, fearing to wake up the sleeping members: "So
I plan to show off my skills today and it will be a perfect ending."
The director over there saw it and immediately sent a photographer over to interact with him.
"Does Director Qin usually cook at home?"
"I don't do it. If Wang Bingbing is at home, she will basically cook, and I will be responsible for helping and washing the dishes."
In the issue where Wang Bingbing came, the two of them had already officially announced to the camera that they had received a small book, so there was no need to hide it.
"Will we go shopping together?"
"Of course, I like to go to the supermarket. After shopping around, I fill up the refrigerator when I get home. I feel inexplicably safe." Qin Xiaobao smiled sheepishly and temporarily stopped what he was doing: "I always
There will be a strange fantasy, and suddenly the outside becomes apocalypse, and then I hide at home, look at a lot of food, and feel that I can live for a long time."
The photographer was speechless, and the directors and screenwriters in the control room also looked at each other. You have enough imagination.
Qin Xiaobao's breakfast was very simple. There was a lot of white rice left over from last night. He couldn't come up with anything new. He fried rice with lard and eggs, added chopped green onion, and stir-fried it in the pot, which made the photographer cry with greed.
Let’s have seaweed omelette soup, open two packages of mustard and cook together.
"Director Qin, are you making breakfast?" Zhang Xiaofei got up.
"Get up," Qin Xiaobao turned his head: "Just wake them up, they can eat soon."
"okay."
ten minutes later.
"Director Qin is a good cook. This egg fried rice seems different from what I usually eat."
"The lard used was five eggs."
"Why do the eggs in the soup have to be fried?"
"Because I like to eat."
I don't know whether it was to give Qin Xiaobao face or because he did a really good job. All four of them ate up a large bowl of fried rice, leaving some soup. Laohu soaked the rice and finished it off with Hululu.
Zhang Xiaofei took the initiative to put away the dishes, while Lao Hu started making tea.
"Hey, should we go take a look?" Song Jia asked.
"I started getting ready at half past five. I went when I got up. Everything was normal." Qin Xiaobao took a sip of tea to remove the greasy food: "I can't help much if I go."
"I think we still have to go and have a look, Xiaofei, will you come with me?"
"Okay, let's go." Zhang Xiaofei quickly finished a few bowls: "Aren't you two going?"
"Let's forget it." Lao Hu said he was full and didn't want to move, and watched the two of them go out.
After sitting quietly for five minutes, Lao Hu pointed to the door: "Hey, the sun is shining."
Qin Xiaobao looked up with a smile on his face: "It seems that God is still taking care of us. The weather has been good on the last day. What I am most worried about is what to do with the lunch banquet if it rains again later.
"
"Don't bother me now." Old Hu crossed his legs and said, "Director, come over and have a chat."
Soon, the director came.
"What are your orders?"
Hu Ge poured him a cup of tea: "It's the last day. If there's anything you want us to do but haven't done yet, please tell us right away."
"No, no, you did a great job and we enjoyed watching it." The director was also very naughty: "It's a pity that the time was too short."
"Are you planning to go on to another season?"
"Director Qin, are you interested?" the director followed the lead.
"Let's see how the ratings are. If it's too bad, forget it. If there are viewers who like it, it's not impossible to consider it."
"If there is a second season, it is recommended to start with three people," Hu Ge continued: "Maybe you don't have to take over the supermarket, but replace it with something else. We can't handle the restaurant. How about setting up a B&B, not too many rooms, three or four like this
.”
"Hey, I like your idea." Qin Xiaobao thought of a program he had watched before: "It's pretty good to run an inn. Just find a professional chef and we'll be responsible for the housekeeping."
After chatting for a while, the director didn't take it seriously. It's not that simple to create a show.
"Hey, has Grandma Wu set off?" Lao Hu asked about the business.
"Already on the way," the director looked at the time: "I'll probably arrive around 10:30."
"Okay, you can leave." Lao Hu waved his hand.
The director left cooperatively.
Qin Xiaobao got up and went to the freezer and looked at the cakes inside.
"is that OK?"
"Everything is OK. Do you want to hide it later? Grandma Wu will definitely have to visit the supermarket as soon as she comes back."
"You're right, there's still an hour left, why don't we take it and put it away first."
"Walk."
When I came over again, I found that the tables and chairs had been set up, covered with red clinker and tablecloths, and there were more people helping.
For the villagers in Hu Village, this is a free table seat, no red envelopes are required. In their opinion, they must help a little, otherwise they will be embarrassed.
There is strength in numbers, and under the command of the village cadres, everything was carried out in an orderly manner.
Of course, it is impossible to receive everyone at once, so we use the form of flowing seats, which is quite common on farms. Except for the main table, everyone else eats quickly and clears up quickly, and then the next group of people enters.
There are not as many dishes as there are about a dozen at a typical wedding banquet. It’s not that the program team couldn’t bear to part with it, it’s mainly because they don’t have enough time to cook.
At 10:20, the four of them stood at the entrance of the supermarket, preparing to welcome Grandma Wu's arrival. Song Jia was holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand.
After waiting for a few minutes, a car drove over from a distance.
An old lady walked down. When she saw Qin Xiaobao and the others, they immediately smiled and clapped their hands.
"Grandma Wu, I finally met the real person."
"Hello, grandma."
"Grandma, we helped you keep the store in good condition."
"Thank you, thank you," said grandma, who was chubby, had silver hair, and was in very good spirits: "Thank you for your hard work during this time."
Song Jia and Zhang Xiaofei took grandma's hands from left to right and entered the house.
"Oh, what a big change!" Grandma was very surprised. It was obviously the store where she had been staying for decades, but it still felt familiar and unfamiliar.
The place has become more spacious, the lighting has become better, the things have not been reduced, and everything is in order.
Qin Xiaobao and Hu Ge were a little worried and kept staring at the expression on grandma's face, fearing that she would show any dissatisfaction.
It had only been less than five minutes, and Grandma Wu had said thank you several times.
Lao Hu felt relieved and introduced her to the changes in items in detail. The purchase book was placed in the drawer, important phone calls were written on the calendar, and the air conditioner remote control was usually placed in the cabinet...
Even grandma’s previous room was tidy.
"Xiu Fang, Xiu Fang is back?" Grandma Zhao's voice sounded at the door.
The two grandmothers hadn't seen each other for half a month, so they held hands and chatted happily in local dialects.
Although other people couldn't understand, they could fully understand the mood of the two of them, and they laughed together.
As the news of Grandma Wu's return spread, other villagers also came to the supermarket, and it became as lively as a small gathering.
Qin Xiaobao and the others couldn't get a word in, so the staff next to them gave a hint, and Hu Ge stepped forward.
"Grandma, the reception banquet we prepared for you can go now."
"I'm planning to cook a meal for you guys." Grandma's face was full of smiles.
When she went to the small square, she was frightened.
"I thought it was just a table of people, but you invited the whole village."
"Yes, grandma, everyone misses you."
It can be seen that grandma is really happy. She chats with this person for a while, chats with that person for a while, and touches the child's head.
On the other side, grandma's eldest son also came over and was being interviewed by the program crew.
Some things still need to be said and proven by relatives.
Otherwise, just letting a 70-year-old man open a supermarket alone is likely to cause unnecessary discussions.
The questions prepared by the program team are also targeted, such as why the old man is allowed to open the store alone, how is the daily communication, what is the old man's mentality, etc.
There will also be an interview with grandma after everyone leaves.
The farm already has sufficient experience in banquets. There is no need for the program team to arrange it. They sit together spontaneously, and the twenty tables are quickly filled with people.
Qin Xiaobao and others took the two grandmothers and sat down at the main table with other elderly people in the village.
The first portion is cold dishes, soy sauce beef, boneless chicken feet, duck gizzards, and edamame, which is quite rich.
As the youngest person at the table, I naturally have to be responsible for dividing the tableware and pouring drinks.
"Are you leaving tomorrow?" Toothless' grandfather asked.
"I'm leaving after dinner. Grandpa, will you miss me?" Lao Hu asked for advice.
Grandpa was embarrassed to say if he wanted to, so he smiled and picked up the cup to drink.
"You are about to leave," Grandma Wu didn't know. "Stay a few more days, stay a few more days."
"Grandma, we want it too, but we have other jobs." Qin Xiaobao unconsciously used a coquettish tone when facing his seventy-year-old grandma.
This made Lao Hu's eyes widen. Damn it, this is the first time he saw him after knowing him for so long.
"Xiao Fei, let's eat. You didn't say you were hungry just now." Qin Xiaobao looked at Zhang Xiaofei, who was a little cautious, and moved the plate in front of her slightly towards her. It was not hygienic, and the impact had to be considered.
"Thank you, Director Qin. I envy Grandma Wu for having so many friends."
"Hey, have you ever imagined your life after retirement?" Song Jia asked.
"I didn't! I'm still young and it's still early."
Qin Xiaobao's words made everyone very depressed. The youngest Xiao Fei was in his thirties, which was a bit older than him.
"You will have no friends like this and end up alone." Song Jia was angry.
"I'm sorry, I have already received the certificate."
"Ha?!" Zhang Xiaofei was surprised, she didn't know: "I got the certificate, it's real or fake, it's over, my sister Ling is going to be sad."
"It's true." Qin Xiaobao nodded, but didn't let her guess who it was.
If another name comes up, both parties will be embarrassed.
Song Jia whispered a few words to the side, and Zhang Xiaofei's expression was very exciting: "Wow, Director Qin, I really didn't expect you to come so early... Congratulations, and you didn't bring any gifts. How about I dance for you?"
Dance to celebrate?”
"Oh yes, you are a dance major, right? Don't give it to me, why don't you dance for everyone?"
Qin Xiaobao is giving her the opportunity to perform, and Zhang Xiaofei, who is a regular in variety shows, will naturally not miss it.
I called the screenwriter and chatted for a while, and soon found an accompanist.
The music started playing, and Zhang Xiaofei happened to be wearing a floral skirt today, dancing in a limited space.
Qin Xiaobao doesn't know much about dancing, but that doesn't stop him from enjoying it. Like all other villagers, he pays close attention and applauds and cheers after it ends.
"Director Qin, I've already danced, why don't you sing a song for everyone?" Zhang Xiaofei panted slightly.
"Okay." Qin Xiaobao did not refuse: "Lao Hu, you are next, Sister Song Jia, you are next."
"Hey, don't pull me in," Song Jia, who was helping Xiao Fei wipe her sweat, panicked: "How can I perform?"
"Why don't you give us a fake one?" Hu Ge came up with a bad idea.
"Go away." Song Jia was instantly stressed.
Qin Xiaobao discussed it and chose to write a song by himself, but not sing it, "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond".
Not to mention, the influence of Phoenix Legend cannot be underestimated even in the countryside.
As soon as I remembered the prelude, many people clapped along, and the atmosphere was obviously much better than the dance just now.
"Oh, Director Qin is still popular."
"It has nothing to do with people," Hu Ge comforted, "It's because of the song. If you want to sing "The Man with the Horse Rod", it will also have the same effect."
Because of the temporary performance, the entire table scene became very lively, and some waiting villagers stood nearby and watched.
As for the climax, naturally three cakes were brought out, and Grandma Wu and the other two birthday guests blew out the candles with the blessings of a group of people.