"Roasted chestnuts, fragrant and hot, only 5 coupons per bag, come and buy them!"
“Herbal tea, special herbal tea!”
“Candied haws, various flavors, limited quantity!”
"There are only 30 benches for rent, and you get 10 coupons each!"
"Hey, didn't you say that a bench costs 10 coupons? Why did he buy it for only 5 coupons?" A player holding the role of an outside onlooker pointed at Aunt Sun, a citizen of this town, and asked Jiang Wanwan.
Jiang Wanwan rolled her eyes, and all the acting skills in her body were concentrated on this superb eye roll: "Aunt Sun is my neighbor, and she sent a basket of freshly picked plums to my house this morning. Why is it cheaper for Aunt Sun to rent a bench?
Yes? Where did you come from?"
"Damn, I would have spent 5 coupons to buy a character as a citizen of this town."
"You didn't buy sugar-roasted chestnuts, did you? The town next door to the sugar-roasted chestnut stall gave away an extra bag to the townspeople. Fortunately, I came late, so when I picked, only the townspeople and big households were the ones."
"Wow, Brother Cao, help me purchase a bag of chestnuts!"
"I would say it's more fun to play the role of a wealthy person. You can sit in the pavilion, get snacks, fruits and free tea. The most important thing is that there is a maid serving tea and water. You can just ask for anything."
"Come on." The person who had been listening shook his head, "Sitting with Mr. Fang, can you eat?"
"Too."
Everyone is busy.
Liu Lan plays the role of a matchmaker in C position, watching passers-by. She wears a bright matchmaker suit and a red flower on her head. All she needs is a matchmaker mole on the corner of her mouth.
"Hey, you are all from outside, right? You are here at the right time. Today is our big day in Taiping Town. Do you all know the contestants in this competition? The one at the front, Master Wang Yidao,
He is very famous..."
Zhou Yuan held a candied haws in her left hand and roasted chestnuts in her right hand. She squeezed into the crowd and listened to Liu Lan's gossip. The more she listened, the more confused she became.
Has she really played this book?
Why is this book different from what she remembers?
Who is Matchmaker Wang? Who is Tofu Xishi? Who is Aunt Sun? Who is the prefect? ​​Who is the policeman? Are there these people when she plays?
Also, why was it that she had clearly made up her mind not to eat anything but was waiting for the vegetable noodles in the evening, but when she heard the shouting, she still couldn't help but pay for it with her coupons.
Next to Zhou Yuan is her colleague Zhong Lingzhu in the same group. Because she doesn’t like socializing with too many people, she has never done script killing. At the same time, because she is a novice, she is very obedient, focused and into the drama, so her name is not even Zhou Yuan
My name is Zhou Yuan, my name is Cuihua.
"Cuihua, no wonder you like to play script killing so much. You go there almost every week. It turns out script killing is so fun." Zhong Lingzhu left the candy-fried chestnuts in her left hand and the candy man she just bought in the right hand. She was very excited to listen to Liu Lan's gossip.
Zhou Yuan:……
Although she didn't know how to explain it to Zhong Lingzhu, she could guarantee with her personality that the script killing she played before was not like this.
At this moment, most players did not realize that even though they had started eating and drinking, and listened to a lot of interesting gossip, and even Jiang Wanwan and Qin Can had a quarrel over soliciting customers when the atmosphere was good, the plot had not started at all.
"Uncle Huang, is it time? It's already six o'clock." Jiang Qi held the gong and was ready to go.
It's time to start the real show.
Huang Fugui nodded, and Jiang Qi took a deep breath and struck the gong in his hand with all his strength.
In today's noisy situation, if you want to attract everyone's attention instantly, other than blowing the suona or beating the gong on the spot.
The NPCs present had a tacit understanding, and they all shut up and looked in the direction where the gong sound came from.
Huang Fugui makes his debut!
As Huang Fugui walked through the entire opening scene and explained the competition rules, all 30 contestants on the field became busy.
The first step is to make a fire.
The staff is very well prepared with ingredients and props, including grill pans, wood, charcoal, alcohol, lighters, and all kinds of vegetables, fruits and meats.
It doesn't matter whether it's grilled over an open fire or grilled over a dark fire.
According to the rules set by Huang Fugui, each person only has 45 minutes of barbecue time and only needs to submit the most satisfactory work.
Some of the 30 contestants on the field were barbecue experts, some were novices, and some were in the atmosphere group. Only five minutes into the competition, Jiang Qi saw three contestants who felt that the food they baked with their current abilities was probably not that of today's people.
If your taste buds can accept it, just give up the competition and start eating fruit.
The fruits that can be used for barbecue are very limited. The staff only prepared bananas and apples as tokens. The three bastards didn't mind. They ate bananas one by one and spent 10 coupons to eat at the fruit buffet.
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What's more, for example, Nangong Changtian, a bastard who has a very protagonist-like character. After eating two bananas, he felt that he was not full, so he took out the beef skewers, mutton skewers, squid, and pork belly in his food box.
All the ingredients are handed over to the barbecue master next door, and he is asked to help him grill them while he waits to eat.
It is true that those who are near the water should get the moon first.
Jiang Qi was dumbfounded outside the court.
Huang Fugui had already sneaked into the delicious building next door under his cover and started cooking noodles.
There were more than 100 people in the venue, including the staff, who had to cook at least more than 100 bowls of vegetable noodles. Huang Fugui kneaded the dough for more than an hour. If he didn't take advantage of everyone's competition to go to the kitchen to prepare
, when the time comes, everyone will eat noodles in waves.
Players outside the field have already figured out how to play. Some are eating the melons, some are cheering for the players on the field, some are letting the players on the field operate secretly to give themselves a few strings first, some are watching the quarrel, and some are trying to fight with NPCs.
We had a great time chatting and asking if anyone with his identity had a wife, or if anyone secretly took ugly photos of his boss.
Gong Ye was a little envious as he sat behind the monitor.
He regretted it. Why couldn't he think of telling Fang Jing that he was coming to help direct and take charge of the overall situation? For such an interesting event, he should just say that he was coming to play.
Wait, why can't he just go there and play?
Gong Ye thought seriously for three seconds and felt that he, the director, was not important at all.
It would be the same with or without him. The camera guys didn't listen to him anyway. Except for briefly listening to his orders for a second when taking a close-up of Fang Jing, most of the time the camera guys pretended to be intermittently deaf.
After thinking about it this way, Gong Ye felt that he could do it again.
Gong Ye happily went to the candied roasted chestnut stall to buy candied roasted chestnuts and watched the quarrel.
Camera guy:......
The director ran away, what does this mean?
Chapter completed!