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Yu Le looked at Liu Qianqian's face, which looked even more resentful because she hadn't eaten enough, and sighed.

"Alright, stop acting like you're being abused by your stepmother."

Yu Le turned up the collar of his military overcoat to block the biting cold wind of Tianjin, and then casually pulled up the hood of Liu Qianqian's down jacket.

"Filming well this afternoon, let's vent all that resentment from not having eaten enough on Cheng Kun, he deserves to be tormented in the play anyway."

Liu Qianqian sniffed and asked in a muffled voice.

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to save the world."

Yu Le waved his hand, turned around and walked away gracefully, leaving behind only a silhouette wrapped up like a brown bear.

Saving the world is nonsense, saving your stomach is the real issue.

These days, film crews, especially those making period dramas set in the Republican era, often choose rather remote locations in order to achieve a sense of realism.

Apart from a few small stalls selling jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), there wasn't even a decent restaurant around.

Are you expecting the film crew to improve the food?

Unless the sun rises in the west.

……

The old vegetable markets in Tianjin are full of the lively atmosphere of everyday life.

Even on a late autumn afternoon, the place was still bustling with people.

Yu Le skillfully moved between the various stalls, her usually half-open, sleepy phoenix eyes now gleaming with sharp light, like a high-precision food scanner.

"Boss, this beef brisket is no good, it's been injected with water. It doesn't spring back after being pressed for a long time. Change to that piece that's hanging there."

"These potatoes should be mealy, not crunchy; they won't cook through."

"The tomatoes need to be fully ripe, the kind that's juicy and pulpy. Don't try to fool me with these hard ones that you could crack walnuts with."

After half an hour.

Yu Le was carrying large and small bags, looking like a chef who had just returned from a shopping spree.

Five pounds of top-quality beef brisket, ten bright red tomatoes, a bag of yellow-fleshed potatoes, and a bunch of seasonings such as scallions, ginger, garlic, star anise, cinnamon, and bay leaves.

Passing by an appliance store, he also grabbed a high-powered induction cooker and a stainless steel soup pot.

Back at the guesthouse, the film crew started work that afternoon.

The majority of the crew had gone to the film set, and the guesthouse was quiet.

Yu Le did not return to her room.

The room is poorly ventilated; if you cook meat in it, the smell will soak into the wallpaper.

He found a sheltered corner on the first floor of the guesthouse, a place where the staff usually smoked and chatted, and there happened to be a power outlet nearby.

Turn on the power and set up the pot.

Yu Le rolled up his sleeves, and that lazy air vanished instantly, replaced by a focused attitude that could be described as "a hard worker".

Cut the beef brisket into chunks, put it in a pot of cold water, add ginger slices and cooking wine, blanch it, and skim off the foam.

Heat oil in a wok, stir-fry rock sugar until it caramelizes, then add the beef brisket and stir-fry.

"Sizzle—"

A crisp crackling sound, accompanied by the aroma of meat, instantly filled the air.

The beef brisket was coated in a bright red caramel color, sizzling and dripping oil in the pot, each piece of meat dancing merrily.

Add boiling water to cover the beef, then add half of the chopped tomatoes. Bring to a boil over high heat, then reduce to a simmer.

The moment the lid was put on the pot, Yu Le took out a handful of sunflower seeds from his pocket, moved a small stool and sat down by the pot, resuming his "Beijing slouch" posture.

The rest is up to time.

……

set.

Li Dawei was sitting behind the monitor, his brows furrowed.

They are currently filming a scene between Jin Yanxi and Bai Xiuzhu.

"Card!"

Li Dawei took off his headphones and rubbed his temples.

"Sissi, something's wrong with you! You're a young lady, not a doormat! Be proud!"

Liu Qianqian stood in front of the camera, her face pale from the cold.

She was already hungry, and she barely ate any of the pig feed at noon. Now her stomach was empty, her blood sugar was low, and she felt lightheaded. How could she possibly be arrogant?

"Director, I'm sorry, I need to adjust this."

She said it softly, but her stomach made an inopportune "groan".

Cheng Kun, standing opposite him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Director, how about we take a break?" Cheng Kun chimed in. "We've been filming all afternoon, everyone's hungry."

Li Dawei glanced at the sky; it was indeed almost lunchtime.

"Alright, one-hour break! Stagehand, go and rush them to prepare dinner!"

Just then.

A gust of wind blew by.

A powerful, rich, and sweet-and-sour aroma of meat, as if it had grown legs, traveled with the wind and precisely entered everyone's nostrils.

Li Dawei's nose twitched.

What does it taste like?

This flavor is too aggressive.

It has the unique rich, fatty aroma of beef, mixed with the sweet and sour taste of stewed tomatoes, and the complex aroma brought out by spices such as star anise and cinnamon.

Just by smelling it, you can imagine the pot of thick, bright red broth, and tender, flavorful beef.

"Gulp."

Li Dawei could clearly hear himself swallowing.

It wasn't just him.

The entire crew, from the lead actors to the extras, from the lighting technicians to the production assistants, paused for a second before turning their heads in unison to look in the direction from which the aroma was coming.

That's the direction of the guesthouse.

"Holy crap...who's poisoning us?"

"This tastes so authentic! Which restaurant makes braised beef here?"

"I can't take it anymore, my mouth is watering! How am I supposed to eat the crew's lunches like this?!"

Cheng Kun sniffed, and his peach blossom eyes instantly lit up.

"This is definitely not your average restaurant. The cooking time and the seasoning are absolutely amazing."

Liu Qianqian's head, which had been drooping, suddenly lifted up the moment she smelled the scent.

This taste...

It looks somewhat familiar.

That's the smell that often wafts from the kitchen at home!

It's Yu Le!

"That's Yu Le!" Liu Qianqian's eyes lit up, and she ran towards the guesthouse, lifting her skirt. "It must be him!"

"Hey? Sisi, where are you going?" Shu Chang called out from behind.

But when the aroma of meat wafted into her nostrils again, Shu Chang couldn't stay calm.

As the crew's undisputed "foodie queen," she has a radar for food that's sharper than anyone else's.

"Wait for me! I'm coming too!"

Two young girls dressed in Western-style clothes from the Republican era ran wildly in the cold wind, disregarding their appearance, heading straight for the source of the fragrance.

Li Dawei watched the two little girls run away, then looked at the boxed lunch that had just been delivered to him, which was still cabbage stew with potatoes.

Snapped.

He threw the boxed lunch onto the table.

"Let's go see! I want to know who's trying to seduce us!"