What celebrity wives hate is my vest and not me

Chapter 170 What else is there that you can't?

The ax struck more than just firewood.

At the same time, it hit Peng Peng's heart and Director Li's script.

Peng Peng was frightened. With Qin Wuxiang's neat look and the force with which the ax struck down, he believed that he had killed people before writing the book.

Li Ming, on the other hand, looked at the footage captured by the on-site camera.

Everyone was stunned.

Why is it different from what you thought?

Isn't Qin Wuxiang a well-known writer?

Among those who live in the city, who is a good person who is still chopping firewood for cooking?
Those who are older will understand him. For example, Teacher Huang is actually good at chopping firewood. After all, whose ancestors were not farmers for three generations.

But Qin Wuxiang looks at his age. He is only over 20 this year, right?

When the ax goes down, the quality of the wood after it is cracked is even better than the wood chopped by the cooks who cook all year round!

One after another, Qin Feng wears an outfit that could be on the cover of a top fashion magazine, has the body and face of a top Asian handsome guy, and swings an ax with ease and ease, but with extremely strong force.

These scattered things that were not suitable at all were placed on him, but they were so suitable that they didn't feel inconsistent at all.

Li Ming looked at it, and suddenly an idea came to his head.

He grabbed the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Give me a close-up, and then take a picture of Qin Wuxiang's back, and tell the post-production team to work overtime for editing. When the trailer of this issue introduces the mysterious guest, put this part of the back of Qin Wuxiang chopping firewood."

It takes a lot of effort for an inexperienced person to chop firewood, but for someone as skilled and powerful as Qin Feng, if he only chops firewood for a few meals, he will be able to chop almost all the firewood in a few minutes.

He wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. After several minutes of non-stop swinging the ax, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. He exhaled and looked back at Peng Peng with a smile: "These should be almost done."

Peng Peng was brought back from his daze by Qin Feng's words. After he came back to his senses, he asked: "Call Teacher Huang to come and take a look. After all, he often cooks, and he knows best how much firewood to use."

Qin Feng looked down at the firewood he had put in the knitting basket, lowered his eyebrows and thought carefully for a moment, then replied: "No need to ask, these must be enough, you go and put them back in the house!"

Peng Peng responded loudly, holding the knitting basket and walked back to the main room from behind the mushroom house.

Looking at the environment near the mushroom house, Qin Feng felt that the program group really knew how to choose a place.

There are mountains and forests nearby. To be able to find such a lush place with beautiful environment, mountains and water near the capital as the location for the mushroom house, it can be seen that a lot of effort has been put into it.

Ignoring the cars parked outside the yard and the shooting equipment set up in the house, it is like a scene of paradise.

Qin Feng thought for a while, "Writing a travel note and sending it out should generate a lot of traffic. Maybe the surrounding tourism industry can also be developed..."

However, this idea only appeared for a moment. So far, Qin Feng doesn't care much about what he wants to do, his ideals or his career. On the contrary, Wang Anruo's career has become his primary concern.

On the other side, Peng Peng returned from the backyard with a knitting basket and found that Fang Nianwei and her sister had already put their baskets on their backs and were getting ready to go out. They planned to go to the neighbors to exchange for some corn, and they were followed by two photographers.

When Teacher Huang saw that Peng Peng had finished chopping firewood so quickly, he was a little surprised and waved to Peng Peng in the vegetable field: "Peng Peng, come here, let me see how you are doing at chopping firewood."

Peng Peng carried the firewood to the vegetable field. Teacher Huang came over, picked up two pieces of firewood and weighed them twice. His eyes immediately lit up.

"Hey, that's okay, Peng Peng. Have you practiced chopping firewood since you went back?"

Peng Peng and his sister are regular guests on the program "Longing for Life". They have been here many times before and are deeply loved by the audience and the two teachers.

Teacher Huang, in particular, has deep feelings for his sister.

"The firewood you chopped before was almost the same as the slippers that Teacher He's dog gnawed on." Teacher Huang teased Peng Peng while showing the firewood to Teacher He and said with a smile: "Look, the firewood you are splitting now is similar to It looks like it was chopped by a machine. I lived in a village before and met an old man who cooked in a big pot. He had been chopping firewood all his life, and that was it."

Teacher He also took the firewood and weighed it in his hand. Indeed, the size and length of each stick were almost the same. Except for the difference in texture, they were stacked neatly like enlarged cigarettes.

When he saw this, he also praised Peng Peng: "It seems that you have worked hard since your teacher Huang told me last time?"

Peng Peng was stunned, scratched the back of his head, and told the truth: "I didn't chop the firewood, it was Qin Wuxiang... He was in the backyard just now, and he did all this."

"Qin Wuxiang chopped firewood?" Teacher Huang was stunned.

Teacher He was also very surprised: "Teacher Xiao Qin still has this kind of skill. I have never seen a city person of his age who can chop firewood."

The children of the poor have already become the head of the family, and the village has a lot of children who can do farm work.

But such down-to-earth stars are really rare... Those who are down-to-earth are usually those who are older and have some achievements, or who have suffered a lot in the early years and can write such things as "Alive" and "Wine Country" Old writer of books.

The fireworks of life take time to absorb.

Teacher Huang was dumbfounded: "This Qin Wuxiang must have done his homework in advance, right? He knows that the mushroom house uses firewood for cooking, and the link of chopping firewood is indispensable, so I specially showed it."

Teacher He smiled: "Maybe I know how to do it... Well, don't worry about it. Peng Peng brings the firewood in. When everyone comes back and prepares the ingredients, it's your turn, Teacher Huang, to show off." "

Peng Peng nodded, but then he thought about something and asked quickly: "Teacher Huang, can you check if there is enough firewood? I was thinking about what I asked you just now, but Qin Wuxiang said it is guaranteed to be enough."

After hearing this, Teacher Huang carefully counted the firewood and calculated the required amount based on the cooking time, the number of dishes and the cooking temperature. He was shocked again.

"Oh, it's basically just right. A stronger fire is just right, and a smaller fire is completely adequate... Okay." He was full of praise for the pile of firewood: "I had to make this pile of firewood myself, but it wouldn't be so suitable. !"

At this time, Peng Peng was even more puzzled.

Is it a coincidence or something, why does Qin Wuxiang know exactly how much firewood Teacher Huang needs for cooking?

Could it be that the program team had communicated with him in advance and there were any scripts that he didn't know about?
It's not impossible. The program team won't go out of their way to talk about scripts that have nothing to do with them.

Adhering to the purpose of recording variety shows, talking less and doing more, Peng Peng sent the firewood to the kitchen without asking his doubts.

Qin Feng came back from a stroll in the backyard. Huang and He had already picked all the vegetables in the garden. The staple food was corn. Wang Anruo and Zhang Zifeng would prepare it. Peng Peng would find a way to find the few items that were still missing.

For a while, there were only three of them left in the entire yard.

They are also the three top variety show stars in this issue.

"I didn't expect the mysterious guest to be Teacher Qin." Teacher Huang patted the dirt on his hands and walked to the pressure well to wash his hands.

Qin Feng was right next to him, and he had the foresight to pour a ladle of water into the pressure well with a ladle.

Only by lubricating it with water first can the wellhead produce better water.

Teacher Huang smiled when he saw this: "You are much more skilled than Chen He. When he came, this well would not be used."

Teacher He also joked at the side: "He is also good at chopping firewood. It seems that Teacher Xiao Qin came to the variety show this time to change his personality and reputation?"

Qin Feng smiled and said bluntly: "I came here for people."

"Oh?" Teacher He said softly and smiled meaningfully.

Teacher Huang was puzzled, but he didn't go into detail. Instead, he changed the topic and said, "Will you help me later?"

Qin Feng asked: "What to start with?"

"Cooking." Teacher Huang said with a smile of course: "How can I cook more than a dozen dishes by myself? Among these people, only Teacher He knows how to cook, but he has to get the equipment later and has no time. Help me, it’s just you.”

Qin Feng nodded: "No problem, I know a little about cooking."

His understanding was that he was self-effacing, but Teacher Huang heard that he was also self-effacing, but the degree of self-effacing was different.

He thought Qin Feng could cook some basic home-cooked food, which would be good.

Men who can cook always have a special charm, not to mention writers who are attractive in their own right.Then Teacher Huang smiled and said: "Now I know why so many women threw themselves into your arms before you."

He is humorous, handsome, famous and rich, he can cook, he can talk and he can flirt.

What kind of woman can withstand Qin Feng's initiative?

Qin Feng smiled helplessly.

That's all in the past.

"I have to prepare the equipment." Seeing that the time was almost up, Teacher He said hello and was about to leave: "After dinner tonight, there will be a karaoke session!"

"Let's go get ready for cooking!" Teacher Huang said after washing his hands.

Qin Feng nodded and was suddenly taken aback.

Is there one missing guest that was promised?
"There should be another female guest, right?" Qin Feng asked.

Teacher Huang was stunned when he heard this, and then said with a smile: "She will come over at night and will bring her friends with her. Director Li means to give us a surprise."

Qin Feng just nodded when he heard this, without thinking carefully about what the surprise was.

But Teacher Huang and Teacher He looked at each other and smiled.

Especially Teacher He, his smile was even more mysterious and happy.

He was relatively familiar with Qin Wuxiang and Fang Nianwei's social interactions, so he was looking forward to how lively it would be when people came in the evening.

Teacher Huang and Qin Feng entered the kitchen. The small kitchen was filled with all kinds of bottles and cans.

All the homely and non-homey condiments can be found here, making it a chef’s dream kitchen.

Entering the kitchen, even Qin Feng's eyes lit up.

“The kitchen is nice!”

Teacher Huang showed a proud look, "That is, although the mushroom house in this place is used for the first time this season, the things in the kitchen are all moved from the mushroom houses in other places. How many periods have I trained The kitchen is very comfortable.”

Qin Feng nodded and started to process the ingredients for the apron.

The two people have a clear division of labor. Qin Feng handles the ingredients and Teacher Huang cooks according to the ingredients he handles.

Although Qin Feng didn't intend to steal the show, he was just chopping vegetables. After all, Teacher Huang has been cooking for so many issues of "Longing for Life".

But just holding the kitchen knife and chopping sonorously and forcefully on the cutting board made Teacher Huang glance at Qin Feng's hands with his peripheral vision.

What a steady pair of hands!

I am also certified as a chef. To put it bluntly, there are almost no people in the entertainment circle who cook better than me.

But at this moment, Teacher Huang believed that it was too early to conclude that no one had shaken it for several years.

In terms of knife skills alone, I am not as good as Qin Wuxiang? !
Teacher Huang looked at the ingredients that Qin Feng handed over after processing, and carefully looked at the cut surfaces and textures before putting them in the pot. Both the size and shape perfectly met the standards of the dishes.

There are many aspects that test your knife skills, but the most important one is whether the ingredients you handle meet the actual requirements.

The same potatoes are cut into cubes, but the sizes of the potatoes used in kidney bean braised pork and the potatoes used in beef stew are completely different.

In the eyes of Teacher Huang, Qin Feng’s every processing of every ingredient has reached the limit of his knowledge!
Qin Feng, on the other hand, was even distracted when he was cutting vegetables, thinking about Wang Anruo. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the vegetables he cut were far different from what he usually cooked at home.

If calculated according to the system's ruling, Mr. Huang's cooking skills are only at level 4.

Qin Feng is already at level 6, so the vegetables he chopped casually have reached the pinnacle of cognition on Teacher Huang's side.

Li Ming, who was behind the camera, was also a good cook, and there was something fishy about just chopping vegetables.

"Camera, shoot at Qin Wuxiang's hand, take a shot of him chopping vegetables... Only clap your hands and not your face. Then send it out in the trailer."

What would be the effect if netizens were asked to guess who cooked the food, and domestic professional chefs were asked to comment on their knife skills, and the original film was revealed during the final broadcast and it turned out to be Qin Wuxiang's cooking?

Li Ming is now looking forward to the broadcast of the program more and more.

Just when the two of them had just finished cooking two dishes and were about to rinse the pots with water, there was a noise in the yard.

"Teacher Huang, Teacher Xiao Qin... come out and help!"

It was Teacher He's voice. The two put down their things and went out to see that he was moving equipment from outside to the yard.

The staff will definitely not help. The process of artists working is the core content of variety shows.

Wang Anruo and his sister, who happened to go to exchange corn, also came back. The four of them unloaded the equipment and loaded it in the yard.

"Are we still singing karaoke this time?" My sister's eyes lit up, knowing that there was another long-lost session.

Teacher He wiped his sweat and replied with a smile: "There are so many singers in this issue, it would be a waste of talent if we don't sing a few lines... Don't you think so, Teacher Xiao Qin?"

Qin Feng was slightly stunned and pointed at himself: "Me?"

"Yes, everyone has to sing. Teacher Xiao Qin has a nice voice and a soft tone, so singing should be no different."

Qin Feng smiled. He really knew how to sing, but he just didn't speak.

Suddenly Qin Feng noticed some strange gaze, turned his head and saw that it was Wang Anruo who was staring at him, his big eyes blinked and blinked, which made him a little hairy, as if he had done something wrong.

"What's wrong?" Qin Feng asked with some guilt.

Wang Anruo shook his head: "Teacher He and Teacher Huang, please don't embarrass someone. If you were good at singing, you would have sung to others long ago. It's not like no one has heard the great writer sing until now... Mr. Qin, you Do you think what I said makes sense?"

Wang Anruo narrowed his eyes.

If you could sing but never sang to me, wouldn’t it be a bit unreasonable?

"Uh...I'm going to cook."

Qin Feng ran into the house as if he were running away. Wang Anruo would give him a chance to escape and immediately chased him into the kitchen.

"Can't sing?"

"I know a little."

"Then why don't you sing it to me?!"

"With that skill, wouldn't it be better to listen to you? Your singing skills are much better than mine... I just understand."

"I heard from Teacher He that you and Teacher Huang also know a little bit about cooking."

"That's different... Pass me the green peppers. You can make the eggs. You always ask me to make scrambled eggs with green peppers."

The two of them were talking in the kitchen and could not be heard outside the window.

But Qin Feng was cooking with an apron on, he was skillful in holding a spoon with one hand and adding ingredients with one hand, and he had a tacit understanding with Wang Anruo on the side. Everyone in the yard and the cameramen who were about to pile up their cameras were stunned for a moment. of.

Especially Li Ming, seeing the two people interacting in such a tacit understanding, his puzzled expression never eased.

"Is this tacit understanding between you two... really a hype?" He was very puzzled, but then he thought about it and said, "It must be due to his acting skills. Fang Nianwei understands it. I didn't expect Qin Wuxiang's acting skills to be so good. He can fake things and look real! It's a pity not to be an actor. Got it!"

And Mr. Huang and Mr. He were thinking, if you are proficient in cooking, farming and chopping firewood, what else do you, Qin Wuxiang, not know?
(End of this chapter)