Song Tan Jishi

Chapter 579: Ultraman and the Little Monster

With the group?

Lu Chuan couldn't help thinking of his author friend who took over the script——

When the screenwriter came back after three months, he was haggard and weak, and the inspiration for writing did not come out after resting for half a year, so the question was just a curse:

"The script has been changed and changed. There are still problems in the middle of the night. The director makes changes, the producer makes changes, and the props also come to give advice and say that the investment is small and don't make a big scene!"

"In the end, the group performance group also came to comment, saying that the producer does not want a big scene with more than eight people..."

"The starring role is even more amazing! Dedicated, and even memorizes the lines - but I made a mistake and refused to NG, which made the subsequent plot unable to keep up. I have to change it!"

"Screenwriter? Dogs don't even do it!"

He thought of the irritable appearance of the other party, his scalp tightened at this moment, and he quickly refused: "I don't have much experience as a screenwriter, so we can chat, but there is no need to talk to the crew."

Yunfeng also knows screenwriting, so he laughed at this moment: "I understand, I understand! People are just asking, this is not included in the contract, not to mention your worth, screenwriting is another price."

"Since this is the case, let's not mention it for now. Let's talk about it after the project is really approved. It will take a while to choose the scene in the early stage."

While talking, he packed his things: "Do you want to buy any food? I'll take it along the way."

Lu Chuan thought about it—there are pickles, pickles, and dried vegetables at home, but there is no meat, so he said directly: "Then you can buy some meat, and buy whatever meat you want."

okay!

Lu Chuan's craftsmanship...

To be honest, if he sells his own food without being an author, he will definitely make a lot of money! Yunfeng packed his things, skipped work resolutely and ran away. Before leaving, he said symbolically:

"I'll send the contract to the author."

...

Song Tan actually received a message from Lu Chuan:

"Thank you, everything has been received, it is very delicious. But there is no need to give it away, I will accept it. I pay attention to the store, and I can buy it myself if I need it."

"Also, there is some liquor at home that no one drinks. After you receive it, you can leave it for your family to taste."

Except for the express communication, the two of them were completely unfamiliar. Lu Chuan's words were carefully crafted, and it was actually extremely difficult to reply.

It is much more difficult than his codeword!

However, Song Tan only took a look at it, thinking that he should give it or give it away! Otherwise, wouldn't someone suffer from burns in vain?

Anyway, it has to be repaired slowly, right?

So Panacea replied:

"OK!"

Then, as soon as the phone was put away, I went to help Brother Zhang drag the box—it was a big boxy box, and it was written by Song Tanshou. She remembered the news just now, and thought that they had delivered all the wine from the warehouse. .

As a result, I took it apart and took a look—they were piled up one after another, all of which were square acrylic boxes, and inside were Ultramans with similar postures and different postures...

Song Tan: ...

Brother Zhang: ...

Only Qiao Qiao cheered, dropped the tea in his hand and rushed over: "Mr. Xin! Did you give this to me? There are so many!"

Xin Jun poked his head out from upstairs: "Yes, I mentioned two gifts at the time, but the delivery of this one was a bit late, and it only arrived today."

Jojo was already holding the boxes happily, and went upstairs one after another: "I want to put them in the living room, study, and bedroom!"

After thinking about it, he looked at Song Tan pleadingly: "Sister, can you buy me a cabinet? There are too many, and the grid can't fit."

Song Tan couldn't help but have a headache!

You have more than a hundred, what kind of cabinet can you buy?

After all, the pretense that Qiao Qiao said must not be stuffed in a closet like this, but should be displayed seriously.

No matter how spacious the upstairs is, it can't stand it like this?

"It's like this," she cleared her throat: "As a human being, you can't be too fraternal. You liked Sai Luo at first, and now you like Di Jia, so there must be a sequence, right?"

"Otherwise, even if it's all on display, you can't see through your eyes every day, and if you are not seen, will you feel wronged?"

"How about this, these Ultramans are all locked in the cabinet. When you see which Ultraman, put out the related Ultraman - think about it, how ceremonial it is ah!"

Jojo thought for a while, it seems that it is!

He nodded resolutely: "Sister, you are so smart! I'll show you off right now!"

Little Brother Zhang looked at Song Tan inexplicably: "Your house is so big, you can't fit it in?"

Song Tan was even more vicissitudes: "You don't understand—I thought Ultraman was the only one at first. Later, I found out that he has more than a hundred, and even matching monsters. Now that Ultraman is displayed, monsters will be displayed in the future." Where to put it?"

Brother Zhang: ...

He wiped his face, turned around and went to the express car to pick up a few boxes:

"Here, I see it says food, your family still needs to buy food from outside?"

"That's not true." Song Tan opened the box and said, "This is some seasoning we ordered."

The Zanthoxylum bungeanum arrived yesterday, and the seller was honest. He bought five catties, sent seven catties, and said he would send two catties to Professor Song to try.

Professor Song didn't want it, so it was cheaper for Song Tan again.

Today, all the star anise, cinnamon and fragrant leaves are in place, and the tea leaves are also dried...

Can you try this new tea egg tonight?

Holding a pile of seasonings in her hand, she decisively got into the kitchen.

Cousin Seven looked at the pile of boxes in her hand, smelled them one by one, tasted them, and couldn't help sighing:

"It has to be Professor Song! I can't find any of the varieties he recommends in the market—it's really a good thing. This quality, this smell, really good!"

While talking, he quickly grabbed the seasoning and put it on several plates:

"These are different ratios. I'll write them down later and classify them. Let's eat tonight and see which one is better."

"If you choose, you can ask someone to distribute the seasoning over there, and you can sell it online here."

The pile in front of me weighs a few catties of each kind, and a bag of tea eggs doesn’t cost much. It can make seven or eight hundred bags, which is enough for early sales.

okay!

Song Tan was gearing up: "When the tea eggs are on the shelves, let Yan Ping and the others have a holiday!"

After thinking about it, he asked again: "Seventh Cousin, you have been cooking every day for the past few months, do you want to have a holiday too?"

"Besides, when the work starts on the mountain, I will have to provide rice over there. I plan to buy rice, noodles, meat and vegetables from the street, but do you have any suitable ones here, chef?"

Seventh Cousin was silent.

He used to lead an apprentice before, but that apprentice... don't mention it.

After thinking about it now, he still said: "I don't need to have a holiday. Can't I still cook at my own home during the holiday? We have a lot of people and it's lively, and the food is good."

"As for the chef who cooks the big pot... let me ask, how much salary do you plan to pay?"

He is 5000, but this is his hometown, and the food and drink at Song Tan's house are also different.

But that’s not the case on the mountain. Not to mention anything else, where did people live in the early days?

Song Tan had already prepared: "I discussed with my grandfather that people in the early stage can live in his house. When the house on the mountain is built, the construction of his old house will just start."

In other words, for ordinary chefs, who are not from the nearby hometown, how much salary is suitable?