Chapter 50：

Headache!

Tang Qiaoqiao's first feeling after waking up was the buzzing on both sides of his temples.

Unexpectedly, this body's drinking capacity was so bad that a few glasses of cocktails would be overturned.

She vaguely remembered that Shen Yueyou came to pick her up, and then she got in the car, and then it was fragmented.

Tang Qiaoqiao knocked his head and walked to the restaurant. At this time, Shen Yue was sitting at the dining table, drinking coffee elegantly.

She sat down on the chair next to him, frowning and asked, "I seemed to be drunk last night, did you say anything?"

Shen Yue glanced at her: "What do you think you can say?"

Tang Qiaoqiao rubbed his neck: "No nonsense, my wine should not be too bad."

Shen Yue: "Are you sure?"

Tang Qiaoqiao said uncomfortably: "Of course, I don't know my own wine."

Shen Yue put down the coffee cup, picked up the phone, moved his finger, and stretched the screen in front of Tang Qiaoqiao.

Tang Qiaoqiao saw her face on the screen.

What Shen Yue played was a video in which Tang Qiaoqiao was drunk: "I am a fairy and can't talk."

"Are you going to do research and dissection?"

"I am an actor, I am the best actress!"

"I have value, I want to cook."

...

Tang Qiaoqiao watched the whole process of talking nonsense in the video, groaning, and dancing with joy, his face turned petrified immediately, and he wished to find a hole in it.

Buy it!

After she was drunk, she was actually this stupid.

Tang Qiaoqiao immediately stretched out his hand to grab the phone, but Shen Yue had been prepared for it, and quickly retracted his hand.

She angrily said: "What do you want to do when you record it, delete it soon!"

Shen Yue looked at Tang Qiaoqiao's ashamed and annoyed expression, and smiled: "How could I delete such a funny video? To tell you, I still back it up. It's useless if you grab the phone."

"You!" Tang Qiaoqiao looked at him incredulously, "You are deliberate, taking advantage of others, and have no intentions."

Shen Yue raised his eyebrows: "It's not too late to find out now."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "It's useless if you keep it."

"Who says it's useless, it's a good mood to find out occasionally to entertain," Shen Yue said, "I found that you can try the comedy route. It must be better than you are now."

When Tang Qiaoqiao saw that he insisted on not eating, he could say with pity: "Master Shen, delete it."

The existence of such a black history is simply unbearable.

"Don't worry, this video will never be seen by a third person besides you and me."

I can't rest assured, Shen Yue, a guy with a black stomach, who knows what idea he has made. If it spreads out, her first-ever fame will be destroyed, which is even more terrifying than being called a Dali Diamond Girl.

"How exactly do you want to delete the video?"

Shen Yue seemed to be waiting for her words: "You can delete it, you have to promise me a condition."

Tang Qiaoqiao said without hesitation: "You said."

"I haven't figured it out yet, let me tell you when I think about it." Shen Yue said slowly.

Tang Qiaoqiao is very resentful: "Did you read too many martial arts novels and come back to this one."

"Don't worry about what I saw, anyway you owe me something now."

Tang Qiaoqiao knocked his forehead hard, drinking and misbehaving, the ancients were sincerely not deceived.

Men are big trotter, it is the truth!

Tang Qiaoqiao flew back to the crew with full resentment for Shen Da's trotters. This time the crew transitioned to the famous Da Hengguo scene, which made it even more lively. There were crews all around.

Tang Qiaoqiao found out that Mao Li was also filming in Dahengguo and was not far away from her crew.

She wanted to visit a class, and took advantage of the early ending of the play, and walked to Mao Li's crew with Fangyuan.

When approaching the periphery of the crew, I have seen many staff members busy.

Tang Qiaoqiao said: "Fangyuan, first go and take a look to see if Sister Li is filming now. If you are filming, let's not go there and disturb."

Fang Yuan nodded and walked towards the crew.

Tang Qiaoqiao stood alone on the street, looking around boredly.

"The little girl is also here to chase stars, who are you chasing, isn't it Mao Li?"

At this time, an aunt's voice suddenly sounded.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked back and saw a middle-aged aunt with curly hair standing in front of a food stall talking to her.

Tang Qiaoqiao walked over and asked with a smile: "Auntie, how do you know I'm here to chase stars?"

The aunt’s voice was very hearty: "I can tell at a glance that a girl your age is spinning outside the crew, 100% chasing stars. I see more. Although I am older, I still understand this, you Isn’t that the kind of gun sister?"

"No, you didn't bring a cannon, probably not." The aunt muttered to herself.

Tang Qiaoqiao said in surprise: "Auntie, you really know a lot." Even Sister Pao knew.

"That is, I didn't work for so many years in Daheng country for nothing." The aunt smiled.

Tang Qiaoqiao looked down at Auntie's food stall, which sold hand-picked cakes and cold noodles.

"Auntie, how is your business here?" Tang Qiaoqiao casually chatted.

"So-so, anyway, I set up a food stall to send my daughter to graduate school," the aunt said of her daughter's proud face, "Actually, there is no shortage of money at home now, but I can't stay free, so I set up a stall and make more money. Whatever you earn less is enough."

While talking, the aunt's cell phone rang, she answered the phone, listened to it for a few seconds, and shouted loudly: "Why don't you bring the key, are you in a hurry? That's fine, you wait, I'll go back now."

The aunt hurriedly stood up: "Little girl, can you help me take a look at the stall, my wife forgot to bring the key, but he is in a hurry to get something, I have to go back. I'll be back soon, you just Help me see it in a while."

Seeing that Tang Qiaoqiao was a little embarrassed, she added: "Don't worry, I am not a liar. Everyone around here knows me. I often set up a stall here."

Tang Qiaoqiao glanced at the direction of the crew. Before Fangyuan came back, he nodded: "Okay, you go."

"Thank you, when I come back, I will invite you to eat hand cakes." The aunt left a word and hurried away.

The food stalls are not big, but they are very clean.

Tang Qiaoqiao thought to himself that it would be nice to set up a food stall if he is not an actor.

She sat in front of the stall for a while before rushing over to a young girl.

The girl looked at Tang Qiaoqiao suspiciously, and Tang Qiaoqiao quickly lowered the brim for fear of being recognized.

The girl asked: "Why isn't that aunt here?"

Tang Qiaoqiao said: "She has something to go home."

"Then have my hand cakes and cold noodles been prepared? I told her before that I will get them now."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at it, and there was no ready-made hand cake on the chopping board.

"I haven't done it yet? I have paid all the money. I am in a hurry to leave now," the girl urged, looking at the time, "you are my aunt, then you can make one for me, I'm in a hurry."

Tang Qiaoqiao was stunned: "Huh?"

Girl: "You can't do it?"

Tang Qiaoqiao frowned: "Yes, yes."

The girl folded her hands and said pitifully, "Then make one for me. I'm really anxious, please. Please. I'm waiting to watch my idol play and haven't eaten for a long time today. I'm starving to death. I have to rush over. , Otherwise he will leave, and I finally saw it."

The current star-chaser girl is really hard.

Tang Qiaoqiao didn't know why she had changed from a visiting class to making hand cakes on the street. After she reacted, she had spread the cakes on the iron plate. There were ready-made cake embryos on the chopping board, so there was no need for temporary kneading.

The round white cake base itself contains oil, so the iron plate does not need to be oiled, otherwise it will be greasy.

When the cake base is fried to a translucent color, use a spatula to tap and squeeze from the sides of the cake to the center to make the cake more fluffy.

When both sides are fried until golden brown, move the cake to the other side of the iron plate. Immediately after breaking in an egg, the egg made a "sizzle" sound on the hot iron plate. The yolk was round and the egg white soon turned pure white, and the edges would burst with bubbles.

The girl looked at Tang Qiaoqiao's skillful technique, smelled the fragrance in the air, and swallowed.

"I want a soft-boiled egg, and I also want bacon and spicy sauce."

"No problem."

Tang Qiaoqiao worked harder and harder. The two bacons were flattened and started to fry. The bacon was very thin, and soon it was fried until the edges were curled. The fat part was forced out of oil, the color was bright red, and the smoked aroma was very strong.

Spread a layer of red spicy sauce on the hand cake. Spread two green lettuce leaves, and then spread the bacon and eggs in turn. Finally, the hand cake is folded in half and placed in a paper bag. A fragrant bacon and egg hand Just grab the cake.

The young girl was really hungry, and immediately took a big bite as soon as she got the steaming pancake.

The outer layer of the cake is very crisp, the kind that is crispy, and the inside is extremely tender. There are many layers of the cake, and it is full of chewy.

The bacon tastes salty and fragrant, the gravy is delicious, the egg yolk is not eaten in the first bite, and the soft soft-boiled egg is tasted after another bite. The texture is sticky, smooth and tender, and then wrapped with bacon and lettuce, with spicy The sauce, the rich taste, makes one's forefinger moving.

The girl ate half of the hand-grabbing cake in one breath, and then slowed down: "It's so delicious, this cake is so crispy and scumming."

The corners of Tang Qiaoqiao's mouth raised, her hands were still making cold noodles.

Spread a little oil on the iron plate, flatten the rectangular cold noodles, and fry them on a low fire. When the dough begins to puff up small bubbles, beat an egg on the dough, use a spatula to quickly flatten the egg, and then spread the whole dough. Turn over, and the side with the egg liquid is fried underneath.

The girl said that the grilled cold noodles should be sweet and sour. Then brush them with a layer of sweet and sour sauce, chop the onions into fine pieces, arrange them in a straight line in the dough, sprinkle them with coriander, and fold them into a cold noodle roll. At this point, the egg has been fried, brush a layer of sauce on the outer layer, cut it into even pieces in twos and threes, and finally spray a little balsamic vinegar, put it in a paper bowl, insert two bamboo sticks, and it's done.

A small portion of the cold roasted noodles can be stuffed directly into your mouth. It is smooth and firm, the sauce exudes a sweet and sour aroma, and the raw onion is steamed by the heat of the cold roasted noodles to create a unique slightly spicy taste. It is strangely combined with grilled cold noodles, and one bite is almost ecstasy.

"Roasted cold noodles are more delicious!" The girl was so hot that she breathed, but she still couldn't stop.

"Make me another cold noodle."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "Aren't you in a hurry to chase idols?"

The tangle on the girl's face: "Just make another one."

At this time, another couple came and smelled the fragrance here.

"It's so fragrant, I really want to eat cold noodles."

"Boss, we want a grilled cold noodles and a hand cake. Add eggs and intestines instead of more spicy cilantro. Thank you."

"..." Tang Qiaoqiao looked around.

Auntie, you'll be back soon if you say yes?

Therefore, when Fang Yuan and Mao Li returned to this position, Tang Qiaoqiao was nowhere to be seen, only a circle of people around a food stall.

"Where is Qiao Qiao?" Mao Li asked.

Fang Yuan was also at a loss: "Oh, I've said that I will wait here."

At this time, I heard a very familiar voice coming from the food stall next to it.

"Don't worry, everyone, add eggs and bacon, the onion should be cooked, who is it?"

A man stretched out his hand and said excitedly: "It's mine, my cold noodles."

Fang Yuan and Mao Li looked at each other and walked towards the food stall.

Hey, who else can it be if it's not Tang Qiaoqiao?

She was standing in front of the stall, spreading cakes, fried eggs, and brushing sauce quickly with both hands, with very skillful movements, while the surrounding customers all looked at her eagerly, with focused eyes as if watching a grand performance.

The round face was full of small question marks, and Mao Li seemed not surprised to see this scene at all, smiled and shook her head.

Tang Qiaoqiao made several hand cakes and baked cold noodles, and was surrounded by so many people, his forehead was faintly sweaty. She couldn't help but gently rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand, and accidentally raised her hat a little, revealing a pair of bright apricot eyes.

A girl staring at Tang Qiaoqiao intently looked at her for a long while, and asked in an unconvincing tone: "Are you Tang Qiaoqiao?"

Tang Qiaoqiao froze suddenly.

The girl's words seemed to explode in the crowd, and other people watched Tang Qiaoqiao carefully.

"It really seems to be."

"It's really that female star Tang Qiaoqiao."

"I met Qiao Bao, my God!"

"Are you on the show? Where is the director?"

The crowd suddenly became excited, and everyone was still looking around to see if there was a hidden camera taking pictures.

When Fangyuan was watching, he hurried forward to defend Tang Qiaoqiao.

Now that he was recognized, Tang Qiaoqiao simply took off his hat, took the tissue from Fangyuan's hand, and wiped off the sweat from his forehead.

Everyone was even more excited. Originally, I just came to buy a hand cake. Who would have thought that I could run into a celebrity? The celebrity made it by himself.

Tang Qiaoqiao explained: "I'm not recording a show. The stall owner and aunt should be back soon. I'm just helping to see the stall."

Fang Yuan whispered: "Or let's go first, there will be more and more people later."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "But Auntie hasn't come back yet. I promised her. Besides, there are still a few more to be done. You must have a beginning and an end in life."

Fangyuan couldn't help it. Fortunately, the people around were very orderly. They just held up their mobile phones to take pictures. The focus has been shifted from grasping cakes and baking cold noodles to the people who made them.

Mao Li stood aside, thinking that Tang Qiaoqiao was really a wonderful, commendable kind.

"Didn't you say that a friend came to visit the class?"

Mao Li heard the voice and looked back: "Director, why are you here?"

The person who came was the director of the film that Mao Li was shooting now. He asked, "Where is your friend?"

Mao Li smiled and pointed to Tang Qiaoqiao who was busy in front of the food stall.

"When do you have friends who set up a street stall?"

Seeing that the director had also misunderstood, Mao Li explained in a few sentences.

Cheng Biao was curious. A female celebrity was making cold noodles with hand-picked pie on the street. Isn't she sure it's not a show?

He walked over and wanted to observe, but his nose smelled a strong fragrance.