"Hey, Xiaole, do you think we should give this farmhouse a name?"
The next afternoon, in the farmhouse at the foot of Mount Mannao.
He Tong, Xu Zhenzhen and Dong Xiaopeng arrived early in the morning. Everything is ready and the recording of the first episode of "A Longing for Life" is about to begin.
Before starting the filming, Hong Sanshi suddenly asked Fang Xiaole this question.
"I remember there was an orange grove on the mountain besides corn and vegetables, right?"
Fang Xiaole thought for a moment and asked Zhang Zhiqin next to him.
"Yes, I picked two this morning. They are quite sweet."
Zhang Zhiqin replied.
"Well, our farmhouse is a bit round in shape, like an orange. Brother Hong, Brother Luo, why don't we call it the Orange House?"
Fang Xiaole said this to Hong Sanshi, while also asking for Luo Hui's opinion.
"Orange House? That's a good name. Zhang Zhiqin, remember to remind me to add this name during post-production."
Luo Hui thought it was very good and planned to name the courtyard "Orange House" later.
"Hello, Orange House, here comes Old Hong!"
Hong Sanshi took small steps affectionately and ran towards the "Orange House", as agile as a 180-pound fat man, which made the other guests and program crew members laugh.
However, soon the old naughty boy could no longer laugh.
The program began recording. Two middle-aged uncles, Hong Sanshi and He Tong, walked up from the foot of Mount Manao together. After climbing for a while, they reached the foot of the mountain and saw the farmhouse.
"Wow, this courtyard is nice!"
Hong Sanshi pushed open the gate, looked around, and exclaimed in admiration.
"What kind of flower is this? It's quite beautiful!"
He Tong also followed in and said in surprise when she saw the many small flowers blooming on the vines climbing up the wall.
"There's a swing over there."
Hong Sanshi walked into the pavilion in the courtyard, went to the swing, turned around and shouted to He Tong:
"Hey, Mr. He, give me a push."
As he said this, he was about to sit on the swing.
"Teacher Hong, please take it easy. Don't let others ruin the house. We rent this house from the landlord."
He Tong quickly went over to stop Hong Sanshi. Compared with the swing, his fat body looked like a big bear riding a toy car.
"What? Rented? I thought it was your Apple TV who repaired it. How come you are so poor that you can't even afford to repair a house?"
Hong Sanshi knew the financial difficulties faced by the program team, so he complained half-seriously.
Many staff members couldn't help but laugh. Only someone of Mr. Hong's level would dare to complain about the leaders of Apple TV in this way.
The camera followed the two people all the way through their visit to the courtyard and the farmhouse, and then Xu Zhenzhen and Dong Xiaopeng appeared.
The four guests were all acquaintances and soon started chatting. At this time, Fang Xiaole said off-camera:
"Welcome to the Orange House, where we will experience farm life for three months."
Hong Sanshi asked, "Director, there's no rice or vegetables in this room. It's almost evening. What are we going to eat?"
Fang Xiaole replied: "All the ingredients are obtained through everyone's labor."
"Earned through labor?" The four guests were stunned.
Fang Xiaole continued, "There are cornfields and orange groves on the mountain. You can exchange the corn and oranges you pick for other food."
"This is easy, I'll pick it right away!"
Dong Xiaopeng rolled up his sleeves and was about to go out. He was of medium build, with a slightly round face and a simple smile. He looked like a down-to-earth person.
"Wait a minute, Xiao Peng, don't be anxious."
Hong Sanshi quickly grabbed the honest child and asked Xiao Le:
"How do you exchange it?"
Zhang Zhiqin immediately handed over something similar to a "price list". The four guests took it and looked at it, and were suddenly a little dizzy.
"Two hundred corns for half a pound of meat, ten pounds of oranges for half a pound of rice, one hundred corns for a bottle of soy sauce and a bag of salt..."
Hong Sanshi looked up and glared at Fang Xiaole: "You're even exchanging corn for soy sauce. Aren't you too cruel?"
Fang Xiaole said with a smile:
"There's one more thing I want to remind everyone. This yard is rented to us by the landlord. Because the production team is short of funds, we haven't paid the rent yet. But we have an agreement with the landlord. As long as you help him pick 2,000 corns, it can be used to pay the rent!"
Xu Zhenzhen counted on her fingers and said, "Two hundred corns equal half a pound of meat. One thousand corns equal five pounds of meat. That's not expensive! Five pounds of meat can cover the rent."
Dong Xiaopeng immediately became motivated and rolled up his sleeves again: "Let's go pick two thousand ears of corn!"
"Okay, Ole Ge!" Xu Zhenzhen was also full of energy.
"Wait a minute." He Tong held the two silly kids, feeling both amused and helpless.
Hong Sanshi was speechless and said, "Are you stupid? Is this how you calculate the bill? Two thousand corns are so easy to pick. Director, can you give me less, eight hundred?"
Phew!
As soon as Hong Sanshi opened his mouth, he gave a discount of more than half, which made many people burst out laughing, but fortunately, these voice-overs could be removed in the later stage.
"two thousand."
Fang Xiaole is impartial and just.
After the bargaining failed, the four people finally decided to ignore the rent for the time being and solve the lunch problem first.
Next, Hong Sanshi and He Tong were responsible for collecting firewood and building the stove, while Dong Xiaopeng and Xu Zhenzhen were responsible for picking corn and then changing the ingredients.
After several hours of hard work, around six o'clock in the evening, the guests finally had a hot meal.
Fortunately, Hong Sanshi is a great cook, and the dishes he made were very delicious. Everyone ate them with gusto.
After dinner, wash the dishes and clean the stove.
The four of them sat in the pavilion, enjoying the evening breeze and casually chatting about their own interesting stories. In this way, it was soon past ten o'clock in the evening.
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