Chapter 15 Side Job
After Jun Qiulan finished her makeup, she and the other extras were already familiarizing themselves with the location.
In addition to the waiters, there must be customers in a restaurant, and a group of people are discussing things enthusiastically.
The background board also needs to look like a background board. Several of them came from other film and television studios and have a lot of experience in acting. As everyone discussed, Jun Qiulan also learned a lot.
Someone lamented, "It's a shame the director didn't let you show your face."
Jun Qiulan shook his head. He didn't care about being in the spotlight.
For him, whether he shows his face in front of the camera or not, he will get the same 120 yuan today.
Just do your job.
A typical worker's mentality.
But when the filming really started, the leading actor arrived and greeted the extras and staff politely.
Jun Qiulan observed, wondering why the actor's facial expression seemed a little stiff? A fake smile.
He didn't think much about it. The filming had been announced to start and all parties were in place, but they waited and waited, but the director didn't say to start.
Instead, in the pergola not far away, several people gathered around the leading actor and were whispering to each other.
After a while, the result finally came.
A staff member called Jun Qiulan away alone.
"I'm sorry about what happened today, little brother, just go to the street and act like a passerby."
Jun Qiulan was a little surprised, but didn't say much. There was no need to change clothes. Anyway, he was far away from the camera, and the people walking on the street were naturally rich and poor.
After he left, the filming at the restaurant finally started.
Jun Qiulan gathered with the passers-by group.
The subsequent filming went smoothly. It was just walking back and forth from one end to the other, which was quite boring.
Jun Qiulan was also happy and relaxed. If the daily work was so simple, making money would not be difficult.
It was not until lunch boxes were distributed at noon that Jun Qiulan saw that Zhang Li had replied to his message.
I filmed a night scene yesterday, so I didn't look for work today.
As for the actor's certificate, Zhang Li said it was a small matter and he would just take Jun Qiulan to get it.
The filming in the afternoon went smoothly. Jun Qiulan remembered that the director did not allow him to show his face, so he basically walked with his back to the camera.
The filming ended in the evening.
The casting director came over to announce, "We need fifty extras tomorrow, all playing refugees. Those who are thinner can come and register directly. Meet here promptly at 7:00 tomorrow. 150 yuan a day."
Thin body?
Jun Qiulan was not a very strong man to begin with. He had become very thin after being exiled to the border town. During the time he settled down, he did not want to show off his wealth and was also careful not to be watched by the emperor. He just ate well every day and regained some of his complexion.
It's one hundred and fifty yuan a day, and he can start work right away, saving him the trouble of going to the park to try his luck at finding the crew.
There are not many film crews settled in this film and television city, and they do not need so many extras every day. If possible, the crews would prefer to use skilled workers from other film and television cities.
There were quite a few people queuing, but quite a few were turned down.
Maybe it's because life in this world is too good, it's really hard to find people with thin bodies.
When it was Jun Qiulan's turn, the person in charge glanced at him, paused, and then glanced at the director. "Sorry, little brother, you don't meet the criteria either."
Jun Qiulan felt a little regretful. After receiving today's remuneration, he left.
After a while, he finally figured out the meaning and couldn't help laughing.
This lead actor seems too petty.
Jun Qiulan didn't know what to say. He hoped that such situations would happen less frequently in the future. He just wanted to make money steadily.
Just then Zhang Li called again and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together.
The last time they went to eat barbecue skewers, it was Zhang Li who treated them. Jun Qiulan is still short of money now, so it is not easy to ask Zhang Li to treat her again. She can only implicitly express that she wants to go home early today.
Zhang Li didn't force him and made an appointment with him to go together to apply for an actor's license tomorrow.
After hanging up the phone, Jun Qiulan let out a breath.
The work of extras is not stable, and now I owe a lot of favors to Zhang Li and Master Qing Heng.
It seems I have to find a way to do something else.
He suddenly remembered Miss Liu Yue, whom he had only met once.
If I finish work in the evening every day like today, I will have plenty of time to do side jobs in the evening.
A stable job is not suitable for Jun Qiulan, but setting up a stall is very suitable.
I just don't know what kind of business he can do with the little money he has?
Jun Qiulan pondered while heading towards the night market.
Maybe I was lucky, as soon as I arrived at the entrance of the night market, I saw Liu Yue pushing a small cart and struggling to squeeze into the crowd.
"Miss Liu Yue."
Liu Yue was stunned for a moment. Turning around, she saw Jun Qiulan and couldn't help but smile. "It's you. Are you here shopping today too?"
Jun Qiulan took her cart and said, "It's like this. Last time, the girl said that I could also set up a stall to make money. Today, I want to ask her for advice."
Liu Yue couldn't stop laughing, calling him "girl" and "young lady" at one moment, "You speak so elegantly and have long hair. You really look like those noble young men in novels who traveled from ancient times to the modern era."
Jun Qiulan was not panicked and joked, "If it's your Excellency, I can relax a little."
But he still explained, "I am a Taoist priest. I have been living in the mountains with my master and brothers. I don't know much about the world below the mountain."
People in this world speak in plain language, and he has been very careful about this, but it is unavoidable sometimes.
Liu Yue couldn't help laughing. "So, I ran into a Taoist priest coming down the mountain? Come on, let's go grab a stall first and then we'll talk later. You can also observe what other people are selling. These little things of mine may not look very impressive, but I can still make some money. After all, there are so many tourists now."
Jun Qiulan had seen the goods Liu Yue was selling last time. Most of them were things used by women, but the workmanship was average and the price was not too high.
Liu Yue said that he could make some money, so the profits must be considerable.
However, Jun Qiulan didn't want to do these things. Firstly, Liu Yue was kind-hearted and willing to bring him into the industry, and he couldn't do the same business as others.
Secondly, they were all women's things, and he knew very little about them.
He still has to figure out a business he can do.
He had also walked around the night market several times before in order to find items suitable for taking back and selling.
There is a wide variety of goods.
The most common thing was selling all kinds of food and drinks, which Jun Qiulan directly ruled out. It was not because he thought cooking was a woman's job, but mainly because he had never had any contact with cooking in his previous life.
Just like his father said, if his mother had not originally loved to study food, the three of them, father and son, would probably not even have a hot meal in the border town.
Secondly, various handicrafts?
I think the investment cost will not be too low, and he has no money now.
After thinking about it for a long time, I saw a woman on the street holding paint and painting other people's faces.
It's quite novel.
The strokes are not difficult. In just a few strokes, you can make a colorful flower or a cute little animal.
Liu Yue set up the stall and took out two small stools. "How about it? Do you have any ideas? How about selling small accessories with me? Don't be afraid of stealing my business or anything like that. We can just sell different styles."
Jun Qiulan sat on a small stool, with nowhere to put her long legs.
"I just saw someone painting their face? What is this?"
"You said hand-painting? The profit from that is much higher than mine." Liu Yue chirped, "But they all have some painting skills. They charge about twenty to fifty for a painting of a person. They use some kind of plant pigment that is harmless to the human body and can be easily washed off."
She is not sure about the exact profit, but it is definitely not low, as she earns from the labor fee.
If business is good, I can paint dozens of people in one night.
"You want to do this too?" Liu Yue asked again, "Can you draw? There's a difference between drawing on your face and drawing on paper."
Jun Qiulan seemed to be thinking about something. Of course he didn't want to do this hand-drawing.
He had just observed that the customers were basically young girls or children. It didn't matter if they were children, but there was a difference between men and women.
According to his observation, lovers holding hands can be seen everywhere, and most of the men and women are wearing cool clothes. It seems that this world does not pay attention to the separation of men and women.
But he couldn't do that. Even if he followed the local customs, he couldn't get too close to the girls.
When the weather is hot, he knows that there is a magical device called air conditioning in this world that can make the room warm in winter and cool in summer.
But it's not the same on the streets, especially in the crowded night market, which makes the temperature rise a few degrees. Most of the drinks bought are iced, probably because everyone is still afraid of the heat.
"Miss Liu." Jun Qiulan pondered for a moment, "If I sell folding fans here and write inscriptions and draw pictures on them, can this business be successful?"
Liu Yue was at a loss for words. "Just call me by my name and write something on the fan..."
She pondered and looked at Jun Qiulan's face again, "Of course I can do it. As long as your writing is not too bad, you should still be able to do some business."
There are so many people who love beauty in this world.
It's not shameful to make a living by relying on your looks.
Jun Qiulan had a plan in mind, "If I were to do this business, what would be a reasonable price for a folding fan?"
"I've seen this kind of thing before when I was out and about in scenic spots. They usually cost around 30 to 50 yuan, but there are also some that cost over 100 yuan for the more complex ones. It really depends on your calligraphy and painting skills."
Although you can make a living by relying on your looks, if you really can't write well, the customers' money won't come out of thin air.
"I understand. Thank you Liu Yue for explaining it to me." Jun Qiulan took out his phone. "I didn't bring it last time, but I can add it this time. Please take care of me in the future."
Liu Yue was an optimist by nature, and she added Jun Qiulan as a friend without hesitation. "If you have anything, just message me directly."
Jun Qiulan nodded, thinking that Liu Yue had told him so much and helped him a lot, then he turned around and went to the supermarket again, spending a huge amount of money to buy a bottle of ice cola for three yuan.
Liu Yue got the Coke and couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth. Can't she order a glass of lemonade?
Jun Qiulan did not delay and bought some more supplies, then slipped through the alley and returned to the farmhouse in the border town.
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