The middle-aged woman was talking non-stop. Even though the owner of the B&B in front of her hadn't signed a contract yet, she was almost going to make her debut in her plan.
Song Tan listened to all this with great interest, after all, this was an unfamiliar territory to her. Lu Chuan kept listening with a slight smile. When the other party finally stopped talking and took a sip of hot tea, he said in a warm voice without changing his smile:
“There is no problem if you book two days in advance. Whichever room you book, you will naturally have the right to take photos in the room. If there is any dirt or damage, I will also list the details of the purchase list and cleaning costs.”
This is a gentle statement, but the implication behind the words is that if you don’t have a reserved empty room, you can’t shoot?
Middle-aged women are not discouraged, just make a decision. Compared with renting a photo studio, the rooms here are very aesthetically decorated and unique, and the total price is actually cheaper!
There is no need to ask for favors to jump in line.
But another implicit meaning of the other party surprised her: "Don't you want to be famous? Or don't you want your B&B to have more customers? In a rural place like this, if you weren't lucky enough to meet us, The crew usually doesn’t meet a single customer in ten days and a half, right?”
Lu Chuan remained calm and emotionally stable. In the eyes of middle-aged women, they are even more reluctant to give up - because in the circle, I don't know whether it is because they are too flashy, which makes people's hearts change, or because celebrities lose weight and lose weight and eat grass every day, which makes their brains dull. In short, their emotions are stable. The traffic is too rare.
I just heard him say slowly: "I'm already famous enough, I don't need any more publicity. In addition, this B&B is not opened to make money. I want to stay in my girlfriend's hometown and find something to do for myself." "
He glanced at Song Tan with a smile, and then said to the middle-aged woman again: "Can you understand this?"
The middle-aged woman was even more speechless.
The B&B in front of me cannot be built without spending several million, and the other party just wants to accompany his girlfriend in his hometown...
She let out a sigh of disappointment and finally confirmed: "Are you really not going to think about it? With your looks, as long as someone praises you, you will soon become famous throughout the country."
Lu Chuan smiled and shook his head.
Song Tan also shook his head: "What's the good of being famous? I don't even know where to spend my money."
The middle-aged woman subconsciously wanted to say that I have a few projects here that I can vote for... Then she realized that this was not a round in their circle, so she smoothed her hair and said cheerfully: "Then I'll book a room first—well, book it." Three nights, what’s the discount if we book all of them?”
The management system of the B&B has not been installed yet, so Lu Chuan had to calculate the price manually, and here, Song Tan smiled and gestured:
“Xue Mei Niang, don’t you want to eat it?”
The other party then realized what she was doing. She was looking at the dessert in the palm of her hand. She originally wanted to say that she was also losing weight, but the light blue skin and round body were too delicate and cute—whatever, I’m not an artist!
The other party nodded: "Thank you, is this the afternoon tea that is included in the reserved room every day?"
As he spoke, he brought it to his mouth and took a bite.
But Song Tan shook his head: "No, the B&B includes three meals a day and late night snacks, but you need to go to the canteen on the mountain to eat, or you can prepare food yourself. This is provided irregularly, and the stable supply is milk tea every day - it should be this afternoon. Not cooked yet.”
What is supplied depends entirely on what Lu Jing wants to do, and the main thing is to do whatever he wants.
However, the woman opposite could no longer hear what she was saying.
The skin kneaded with mugwort juice has its own unique fragrance when you bite it. Because of the addition of glutinous rice flour, it tastes soft, elastic and waxy. The slight bitterness blends with the silky cream and sweet strawberry inside, and the taste is exceptionally smooth. .
It is completely different from those works of art such as Michelin's Longyin Strawberry, which are ingenious in appearance. but!
“Woo!” Another bite, this time hard!
After Lu Chuan finished doing the calculations, he raised his head and asked, "Please show me your ID card..."
Even before he finished speaking, he couldn't help but laugh.
Because the middle-aged woman who just now was dressed like an elite strong woman with exquisite makeup was standing there with a blank look on her face and empty eyes.
Her cheeks were bulging and tightly wrapped, and she was squirming from side to side, fearing that something would leak out when she chewed...
It will be too embarrassing if you lick it again like that!
Xuemei Niang was so fat that she was actually not too small, but she couldn't hold back the other person, who ate quickly and quickly, like Zhu Bajie swallowing ginseng fruit, and after a while, she stared at the empty palm in a daze.
This is gone?
The other person raised his head and said, "Are you selling this?"
Lu Chuan shook his head: "I won't sell it. This is the only one, and I won't supply it in the future."
The other party's disappointment was almost visible to the naked eye, and after a while he still refused to give up: "Don't you give the reserved room every day?"
Lu Chuan smiled: "Sorry."
The middle-aged woman was filled with depression. At this moment, she handed over her ID card absentmindedly. After the registration was completed and she paid, she asked again: "Aren't you going to sell it even if the price is increased?"
Lu Chuan smiled and handed over the room card: "We have made reservations for the three days from 4.14 to 4.16—do you want to go check out the environment now?"
Be polite and polite without hesitation.
The middle-aged woman sighed and could only nod her head at this moment: "Okay, let's take a look at the room first. I have to take some photos to show to the photographer..."
While talking, the two of them went upstairs.
Song Tan stayed downstairs and watched, and found that something was still cooking in the pot at the front desk. He went over to take a look, and couldn't help but feel happy.
Lu Jing is really good at thinking of solutions. The sweet potato dumplings are gone, and the newly planted sweet potato vines this year have not yet grown up, so what is cooking in the pot is wheat kernels.
It's the wheat they grow in their fields. The grains are still green. Every day, they cut a few stalks and bring them back, slowly boil them to shell them. Then they peel out the wheat kernels and stir-fry them. When put into the milk tea, they become fragrant, waxy and delicious. Chewy.
I just tried making it yesterday, and the only two guests in the B&B were full of praise. As Song Tan smelled the light wheat fragrance, what he recalled in his mind was that many years ago, he squatted on the ground with other friends, At noon, when no one was around, I stole a few wheat stalks and roasted them on the fire...
The wheatgrass is a bit prickly, and the shell may not be completely removed after roasting, but just peeling it open and chewing it in your mouth seems to bring countless sweetness and happiness.
She took a spoon and stirred the wheat kernels in the pot a few times, watching the light green wheat husks being cooked to a slightly yellow color. She was once again glad that this year she had planted enough rice, wheat, sorghum, millet and glutinous rice.
Otherwise, if milk tea is served every day and more than a dozen people in the family drink it together, they will get two points in a year. (End of chapter)