Buy a house with 30,000 yuan and live in a small town

Chapter 204 Milky Chestnut Pumpkin Paste

Qiu Xiangrong calls himself a "house cook". He likes to cook and study in this area. Whenever he sees his family and friends eating with great satisfaction, he will feel a great sense of accomplishment.

He didn't know what to say, but when he heard Jing Yujun's praise, the smile on his face never stopped, and he kept urging him to eat more.

Jing Yujun was not polite. In the end, his stomach felt a little heavy after eating, and then he put down his chopsticks and took small sips of the juice in the cup.

Everyone ate and chatted, and first they talked about the drama he was filming.

Tao Ma and the others didn't go to the filming site to see it. When they went to the canteen to buy soy sauce, they heard other people talk about how the director was so cruel and scared the little actress girl so pitifully.

She even told Father Tao and the others when she came back, but when she actually met someone, Mother Tao felt that they must be spreading rumors.

Tao's mother asked Jing Yujun: "When will this drama be broadcast?"

When this show is aired, she will definitely be in front of the TV every day and won’t watch an episode until it’s finished. She will definitely support it!

Jing Yujun couldn't confirm the broadcast time, so he just gave an approximate time period based on the smooth review.

Tao’s mother didn’t ask any more questions and turned to chatting about other dramas: “I really liked watching the drama you filmed, in which a beautiful woman in the harem becomes the queen mother. When it was broadcast, our whole family was glued to the TV. forward……"

It's about the palace battle drama directed by Meng Huadong.

"Mom," Tao Huayu interrupted her and winked at her, "I remember wrong, that one was not shot by Director Jing."

Tao Ma looked confused and looked at Gu Xuelan questioningly: "Isn't it?"

Gu Xuelan smiled and shook her head.

Tao's mother suddenly looked embarrassed: "Then I really remembered it wrong?" After speaking, she looked at Jing Yujun with an apologetic look.

Jing Yujun didn't mind at all, with a gentle smile on his face and a look of nostalgia in his eyes: "Strictly speaking, I also participated in the filming."

This sentence instantly aroused everyone's curiosity, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

"Tell me about it, director." Liu Wangxue urged him.

"I had just graduated from college at that time," Jing Yujun said, "and I was called by my master to help. Oh, my master was the director of that drama named Meng Huadong..."

Jing Yujun picked out some interesting stories from the crew and told them to everyone, covering all the major time periods from casting to completion.

His language is straightforward, yet extremely contagious, and his words are also witty, just like a stand-up comedy, making everyone laugh.

"Oh, you don't know," Jing Yujun took a sip of juice and continued, "My master is very strict. He always starts training when he catches something he is not satisfied with, not only the actors, but also the people working around him. Personnel. I was the only one who was young and stupid back then, and I was often scolded by him."

"A strict teacher will produce a good disciple." Tao's father's thoughts from the older generation.

"That's not necessarily the case," Jing Yujun said with a smile, "The master is just the one who brings the apprentice in. What kind of results the apprentice can achieve after that still depends on his personal destiny."

Jing Yujun felt that he had studied with Master Meng Huadong for so long, and even if he was nominated for "Best Director", he felt that he had not even learned the semi-successful skills of his master.

In the entertainment industry and Vanity Fair, how many people in this era can truly succeed purely on their talent?
Jing Yujun has always known that if his master hadn't led him and paved the way for him, he wouldn't have become famous in just a few years.

After the meal, the tableware was put away in the kitchen. Gu Xuelan came over to help Tao's father and Tao's mother clean it, and asked the young people to sit in the living room and chat. Tao Huaxin reminded Qiu Xiangrong: "Didn't you also make chestnut and pumpkin paste?"

"Oh, that's right!" Qiu Xiangrong almost forgot, "Hua Yu, follow me to the kitchen."

They both brought it over in one visit. The milky chestnut and pumpkin paste was made with a wall-breaking machine. It was filled in small cups and kept warm on the stove. It was now a small dessert after the meal. .

"Today's meal only has vegetables and no soup, just because I made this." Qiu Xiangrong served everyone one by one, "I was busy chatting, and I forgot about it. Try it quickly, how do you like it? Does it taste good?"

"Wow, it tastes delicious, not sweet, not greasy, and very smooth." Liu Wangxue said.

The three of them also came close to each other, especially Pangpeng and Xiaoci. Their little noses were up and down, and they were so cute.

Xu Qingsong took out a small plastic spoon from under the coffee table. He didn't know how long it had been there, and the outer packaging was covered with dust.

He wiped it with a tissue, tore off the plastic outside, and handed it to Liu Wangxue: "Feed this."

Liu Wangxue took it and pointed at Xu Qingsong at the three: "Good boy, say thank you."

Pengpeng understood and immediately made a goodbye gesture. Xu Qingsong held its face and rubbed it: "Why are we so polite?"

Xiaoci didn't care at all and just kept licking her paws.

Niu Niu jumped on Liu Wangxue's lap: "Thank you! Thank you!"

Then, as if he was suddenly hit on his "talking point", he started talking in a series: "Eating and eating, swearing, I love you, saying thank you, Tao Huayu hits pomegranates, Xu Qingsong eats spicy strips, no swearing..."

Several people laughed together. Tao Huaxin covered her stomach and fell on the back of the sofa. She was a little pregnant now. Qiu Xiangrong quickly put down the soup cup to protect her.

Xu Qingsong praised Niu Ni: "Very good, little parrot, you have advanced again and have your own language system!"

Liu Wangxue laughed so hard that the hand holding the soup cup was shaking. Xiaoci was not satisfied. She had licked her paws clean. Why hasn't she been fed something delicious yet?

He slapped the bird on the head with his paw: "Meow!" Shut up! Don't delay my eating!

Nui Wei flapped her wings and dodged nimbly, and then landed on Jing Yujun's lap. Jing Yujun poured the last paste into his hand and fed it.

Xiaoci chased the bird away, acted cute towards Liu Wangxue, and called out sweetly.

Liu Wangxue fed it a spoonful first, and then went to feed it eagerly.

Tao Huayu clicked his tongue twice: "Screenwriter, why do I have the impression that you are raising not a pet but a child?"

Liu Wangxue scraped the soup from the wall into a spoon and fed it to Pengpeng: "It's not a child, it's obviously an ancestor!"

She then talked about peeling pomegranates and removing their seeds. Everyone was stunned and then burst into laughter. This must have been a great service!
Xu Qingsong held Bumping's head in his hands: "Why can't we make people worry less?"

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Qiu Xiangrong put all the soup cups on the tray and was about to take them back to the kitchen. Then he suddenly remembered: "By the way, there are also chestnut biscuits. I also made chestnut cake rolls. Bring them all." Let me give you a taste.”

Jing Yujun looked at his back and asked Tao Huayu, "Does your brother-in-law own a bakery?"

(End of this chapter)