Chapter 1250 1250 Representativeness

The seventh cousin still remembers the storyboard the director described to Song Tan. With the three of them around, he didn't even want to cook dinner properly.

But...

The old Song family still had to eat, so they had to pick up the big spoon depressedly and cooked four dishes and a soup.

When the stainless steel basin brought several dishes to the table, the director was dumbfounded holding the chopsticks.

To be honest, they have eaten a lot of farmhouses, and sometimes it is normal to cook a big pot of rice when shooting in a remote environment. But the problem is, your basin is too big, isn't it?

Count the few in the restaurant again-

Song Youde and his wife, the simple and representative farmer, the four-member family of Song Tan, who is as hard-hearted as a man, the black-faced chef and his wife, a gangster and his girlfriend who is a tyrant and weak college student (suspected), and a gentle, fair-skinned and handsome tutor, and the secretary of the village, Xiao Zhu, who warmly entertained them and offered a fair price...

The helper Lianhua went to the mountain to eat with her mother-in-law.

There were only 12 people at most, but with these 4 large pots on the table, 30 people could be fed.

The dishes were ordinary, too, with stir-fried lettuce, green pepper and egg, braised fish, and braised meat with dried radish.

Finally, there was a Tremella soup.

When all the dishes were served, the room was suddenly filled with the smell of meat and vegetables. It might be a little mixed in other places, but here...

With Song Youde's polite greeting: "Come, eat, there's not much food, don't be polite!"

The director moved quickly and quickly put his chopsticks into the large pot in front of him. He didn't even see what was in it, but he took a chopstick first.

Oh wow! Braised dried fish!

There was patchouli mixed in the dried fish, and people who are not used to it probably won't taste it at all. But the director is a good director who is not picky about food. At this moment, he took a bite and was instantly conquered by the tight and chewy dried fish, but with the unique fresh and fragrant taste of fish!

He widened his eyes, and then looked at the two cameramen beside him, who were holding the bowls and digging into their mouths, as if they hadn't eaten for three days.

To be honest, everyone is tired of watching this scene.

Everyone who comes to the house for the first time is like this.

Even if it's not the first time, such as Dr. Guo and Secretary Zhu, they also hold the bowls and eat from any bowl in front of them, not caring about whether they are fat or not or whether they like the ingredients.

Just eat! Just eat it quickly!

...

In the middle of the meal, rationality and courage are restored.

The director looked at Song Tan with special expectation, and dared to think again:

"After the crew arrives here, can your family provide daily meals? It doesn't need to be too exquisite, just like today's."

What does "it doesn't need to be too exquisite" mean? The seventh cousin put down his chopsticks with a dark face.

It's true that wild boars can't eat fine bran. Do you know what it means to return to nature?

"Is your crew so rich?" Song Tan was also shocked.

"Among these vegetables, the cheapest green vegetables are priced at 20 yuan per pound at wholesale. Are you sure you want me to supply them to the crew?"

Director: ...I forgot the price of good things again.

He snorted: "Then, can you supply them exclusively to the director?"

"No."

Song Tan shook his head: "Don't you guys have irregular meals when filming? We can't wait for you to eat at home. Besides, it's not enough trouble to make a separate portion for you, so you can just eat from the big pot with the crew."

She said it so coldly and ruthlessly. This director who is still quite popular in the circle has no dignity here.

He wanted to say that their meals are actually quite stable, but they often stay up late to work overtime to shoot night scenes.

But the tears in the corners of his eyes and the rice in his mouth seemed to be even sweeter.

The director had to nod humbly:

"Okay then."

"But when you leave, can you sell me some of your vegetables?"

That's still no problem. It just so happens that the vegetables on the mountain are also due, and it's time to notify Boss Chang.

As expected, they were full at dinner, so Song Sancheng simply took them for a walk to the dormitory in the back mountain.

The night wind was blowing quietly, the street lights were shining brightly on the road, and the shadows of trees were swaying on both sides. The four men walked on the road, feeling quite safe.

The only person in the family who was interested in this director was probably Song Sancheng. After all, filming TV was still a very novel thing in his eyes!

At this moment, after he asked a few questions, the director immediately noticed it and hurriedly said:

"In fact, the scenery here is very beautiful. If you open it to tourism, the economy of the entire village can be boosted, right?"

Song Sancheng is an honest man.

He thought about it and said, "Maybe. But I think those tourists who come here are all fake. In terms of making money, we still have to take the lead in growing vegetables. It is a long-term and stable business."

In his opinion, the tourists come when there are flowers, and they don't come when there are no scenery. Everyone has no food to eat, and the money they earn is unstable, and they are still nervous.

Farmers are still down-to-earth, and they can only feel stable when they see the harvest step by step.

Director: ...

Okay, okay, you rural people are honest, right?

He simply changed the direction: "I saw your Qiao Qiao live broadcast, the scenery on the mountain is so beautiful! Alas! It's a pity that no one appreciates it."

"Why doesn't anyone appreciate it?"

Song Sancheng looked like you were kidding: "We can see these flowers blooming every day, and many villagers are still trembling."

"When the fruit is ripe, everyone will appreciate it more."

He said this and became proud again: "You don't know, Tan Tan said that the production was not enough last year, and he didn't dare to sell it online. This fan has been following for so long, so this year, sell a little more."

“Maybe tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people will be able to appreciate it!”

Director: …Why are you still so stubborn?

He cleared his throat: “Indeed, your products are really good. But isn’t it a bit too complicated and trivial to just sell them online?”

“If you can be rated as a representative enterprise in a village or city, for example, if a crew comes to shoot a movie, or if the actors promote it online, the business will be more popular, right?”

More popular?

Isn’t it already very popular now?

Nothing will sell even if it is popular, so what is popular?

Song Sancheng is an honest man, so he turned and asked:

"What is a representative rural enterprise? Will there be awards? Will the county leaders come?"

"Tan Tan went to the imperial capital to participate in a Houji selection at the end of last year. They seemed to give us a certificate, and it was in a foreign language. They also said it was global and let us go abroad to become famous..."

"But she said there was no production at all, so she didn't go. Just get a title. In the future, the village construction may be approved faster..."

"This award is still good. The city knows it. Secretary Zhu knows a lot of people. He can invite casually - guess what?!"

Song Sancheng was beaming with joy and complacent:

"At the end of the year, we slaughtered pigs, and the mayor came to our house! We took a photo together. I hung it on the wall. Didn't you see the photo?"

"Is the representativeness you are talking about this?"