"Zi Feng is back, are you hungry?"

Teacher Huang was happy when he saw Zhang Zifeng. He was still cooking loaches and stewed tofu in the kitchen. He put down the spoon and went forward to ask about his well-being.

"It smells so good, what delicious is Dad Huang's food?"

Zhang Zifeng smiled and said nothing about the little emotions he had before.

"I packed up all the fish and shrimp I caught yesterday. There are some flavors of shrimp and loach stewed tofu in the evening. There are boiled fish outside and fried vegetables. I will order mutton to make boiled meat slices later."

Teacher Huang held Zhang Zifeng's hand and felt the coldness of his palms. Teacher Huang frowned and said, "Girl, why are your hands so cold? Go up and add a piece of clothing, Dad will prepare meals for you immediately, don't worry."

"Yeah, I'm not cold. Is there anything I need to help?" Teacher Huang's concern made Zhang Zifeng feel warm in his heart and he smiled happily.

"Then help your father peel some garlic, there is not enough garlic." Teacher Huang returned to the stove and picked up a long spoon to continue making his loach stewed tofu.

"Oh~ By the way, my brother hasn't come back?"

"Teacher Huang and my brother are behind and will be back soon." After Zhang Zifeng finished speaking, he sat in front of the stove and looked at the fire in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What do you think of? Peel some garlic." Why did this girl love to be so dazed today? Teacher Huang shook her head and reminded.

"Ah? Oh oh oh, OK." Zhang Zifeng woke up in shock, and now he was quietly peeling garlic in front of the chopping board.

Compared to the quietness in the kitchen, the yard is much more lively.

Wu Jing fryed vegetables and was still handsome, turning the pot from time to time, which made Reba and Peng Peng shout.

"Fried vegetables, come on~ Peng Peng takes the plate."

After putting the plate, Wu Jing said as he rinsed the pot: "Peng Peng, go to the kitchen to get some green onions, ginger and garlic."

"Okay, Brother Jing, do you want anything else?" Peng Peng took the time to fill a few pieces of wood into the small earth stove.

"Do you have what I want?" Wu Jing tilted his head and looked at Peng Peng.

"You said, let me see if we have it."

Peng Peng dared not to make a promise. Mushroom House is so short of money, what if it can’t be done?

"You ask Teacher Huang if you can drink?" Wu Jing is famous for his good wine, drinking all kinds of wine. When he was filming Wolf 2, he drank seventeen bottles of beer in a scene, and there were more than three or three taels of white wine. It's not said that he is addicted to alcohol, so the alcohol tolerance is absolutely fine.

"Oh, I can drink it. Brother Chichi drank when he came, but we didn't have the money to buy wine." Drinking requires money. Although Peng Peng was not very clear about the savings of the Mushroom House, he still counted the amount of it, which would not exceed fifty yuan. The program team bought at most two bottles of urine.

"Brother Jing, I'd better tell Teacher Huang."

"Okay, go and ask, by the way, don't forget to bring the onions, ginger, garlic and other things." There is still cooking here, so don't let the wine be drunk at that time, and cooking will be delayed.

Peng Peng ran into the kitchen in a hurry, glanced at the garlic cloves in Zhang Zifeng's hand, and stammered at Teacher Huang, "That, Teacher Huang?"

"What's wrong? Say." Teacher Huang chewed a spoonful of loach soup and tasted it. It tasted quite delicious and had no fishy smell. Teacher Huang nodded with satisfaction.

"Brother Jing asked me to ask you if you have any wine?" Peng Peng scratched his head a little embarrassedly when he knew that the Mushroom House didn't save much.

"Drinking? No problem, it's great. I like such guests." Teacher He and Huang are both people who love alcohol. Don't worry about whether they have money or not. If you drink, you will owe them first.

"Dad Huang, we don't have much money anymore." Zhang Zifeng remembered that yesterday's ingredients basically spent all the savings of the Mushroom House.

"It's okay, your brother and Wu Jing brought some fruits from the mountain in the afternoon. They originally wanted to make canned fruit fruit salads. So, as the wine money, and the mutton. All the fruits were sold to Director Wang to exchange for wine and mutton." Teacher Huang waved his hand and said generously.

"I'll go and see how much we have left." Zhang Zifeng walked into the living room, shook his piggy bank with a piggy bank, without any sound. From here, he took out two ten yuan and some change, and counted it, and it was only thirty-six yuan in total.

"Dad Huang, we only have 36 yuan left."

"A small matter, Peng Peng, ask Wang Zhengyu if he collects fruits, go."

Peng Peng ran out to find Wang Zhengyu, and Teacher Huang crawled in the window and watched.

"Dao Wang, Dao Wang, do you collect the fruit?" Peng Peng asked directly as soon as he came up.

"Cake, as long as the fruits of your labor are collected."

The program team is not short of this money at all, and limiting the economy is just to let celebrity guests work and make the program more content full.

"How much?"

"Ten yuan per pound." Ye Mingxuan and Wu Jing went up the mountain to pick mangoes and loquat king Zhengyu must know that loquats are much more expensive if a pound of mangoes costs three to five yuan, but Peng Peng doesn't know.

When he heard that ten yuan per pound of fruit, Peng Peng happily reported to Teacher Huang: "Teacher Huang, ten yuan per pound."

When Teacher Huang heard this, he said, "This is not good." Mangoes cost less than ten yuan per pound, not to mention loquats. He wiped his hands on the apron and then came out."

"Wang Dao Wang Zhengyu, don't you know the price of fruits if you bully Peng Peng?"

Teacher Huang smiled a little scared, and Wang Zhengyu was so scared that he hid back and said with an embarrassing smile: "Teacher Huang, mangoes cost ten yuan per pound, right? How much is the market price?"

"Director Wang, can't you calculate that?"

Teacher Huang disagreed. The two of them transported them manually from the mountain. It would be so tiring to carry so many fruits down the mountain. It would be ten yuan if it costs ten yuan: "No, Director Wang and Xiaoxuan's fruits carried from the mountain are worth ten yuan per pound? It's too cheap, right? No, no."

"Then how much does it cost?" Wang Zhengyu thought it was true. It was really hard and it was not easy to walk on the mountain roads, so it would be fine to give it more.

"It's going to cost 50 yuan per pound, right?"

Teacher Huang spoke up, knowing that it was impossible to give so much, but the psychological price was above 20.

The price scared Wang Zhengyu almost didn't hold the teacup in his hand: "Teacher Huang, 50 yuan? The two fruits are 50 or 60 kilograms in total? 50 yuan is more than 3,000 yuan? This doesn't work, absolutely not."

"In this way, I won't say much. Mangoes are 20 per catty and loquats are 50 per catty. How about it?" According to the market price, the cheapest loquat fruits are more than 20 per catty, and the better ones are more than 50 yuan, which is not an exaggeration at all.

"Let me see how many fruits you have first!"

It’s okay to have a smaller number, but it’s too much money to pay too much. How can we let these celebrities work later?

"Peng Peng, go and bring the fruits that your brother and Wu Jing have brought down."

"What's wrong?"

Wu Jing watched it for a while and was lively. He put down his kitchen utensils and came over with two bamboo baskets.

"Don't you want to drink? Change some money for wine." Teacher Huang glanced at Wu Jing and explained.

"Then you must sell more and drink it at night. Sister Nan doesn't let her drink it at home."

Don’t look at Wu Jing who is strong outside, but he is a wife at home. His wife, Sister Nan, has a strong support for him. In order to make a good film on "Wolf Warrior 2", she mortgaged the house, and she didn’t complain. The extras were unwilling to come. My father-in-law and mother-in-law came. Move things? Sister Nan came. Anything that can be done is fully supported.

"I know you have a lot of money and I will make you drink tonight."

Teacher Huang put two baskets on the electronic scale and weighed them. The mangoes were more than 40 kilograms and loquats were more than 30 kilograms. The two baskets were at most two kilograms. It was quite a lot, so I had to do this.

"Wang Zhengyu, I won't make things difficult for you anymore. The beer will be open tonight. I'll get some mutton and give me another 200 yuan. OK?"

Wang Zhengyu calculated that forty kilograms of mango is only 800 yuan, and forty kilograms of loquats are 1,500 yuan? The program team has been able to eat for several episodes. Teacher Huang’s request is not too much, it is quite good.

"Yes, even if you drink beer tonight, you can also give mutton. The money is not that you can't give it. I'll dry the rapeseed tomorrow. I'll make the rapeseed out in the next period and give it money."

"Okay, no problem."

Teacher Huang thought about it and it was done. I enjoy it today before talking about it. In the next issue, it seems that the unlucky rapeseed is coming.

"Director Wang, get two bottles first."

Teacher Huang took the beer handed over by the staff, and the labels on the bottle were torn off. I don’t know which brand of the bottle, so I threw it to Wu Jing, without using tools, and I just nipped it open and touched a glass.

"Okay, it's done. I'm still cooking in the pot. I have to go back and see my dishes."

Teacher Huang hurried back to the kitchen, but Wu Jing had not had enough seasonings for cooking: "Peng Peng, where is the onion, ginger and garlic?"

"Oh oh oh, Brother Jing, I'll get it now."

I just thought about changing money to buy beer, and I forgot all the onions, ginger and garlic that Wu Jing wanted.

"Hot girls, do you drink alcohol?"

Wu Jing is now a big and small in the circle, but there are not many people in the circle who are familiar with him. He didn't know Dilraba before that, and she had no idea what kind of personality she had. She asked casually.

"Brother Jing, the children of the grassland will not be scared by drinking." Reba smiled. Others dared not say that drinking, Reba is really worth it.

"Are you drinking?" Wu Jing asked in surprise.

"Yes, I have been drinking milk wine since I was a child. It's not surprising that I drink wine!"

Reba replied naturally: "As a foodie, it's not surprising to drink."

"Oh, Brother Jing, you really know how to cook? Let's take a look."

Ye Mingxuan and Teacher He carried rapeseeds. As soon as they entered the door, Ye Mingxuan noticed Wu Jing standing in front of the earthen stove in the pavilion and fiddling.

"Teacher He, Xiaoxuan, what do you mean? Do you look down on you, Brother Jing? Brother Jing is a good man from the Gu family." Why are you so surprised when I know how to cook? Wu Jing looked at Ye Mingxuan. If he hadn't considered not being able to beat him, he really wanted to go up and punch him twice, who would he look down on me?

"Yes, you can cook." Put down the canopy cloth and don't even care about washing the shower. He walked to Wu Jing, held his chest and pinched his chin with one hand, looked at the dishes in the pot, and kept muttering.

"Don't think I haven't seen your interview video. I'll go to the sofa at home, play games and play mobile phones, and when I arrive at my sister-in-law's house, you are more diligent than anyone else."

"Go and go, don't make trouble, just forget it if you don't help, you're sarcastic. Go."

Wu Jing waved his hand to drive Ye Mingxuan away. This little brat was so familiar with him. He was neither big nor small, but this way of getting along is quite comfortable.
Chapter completed!