"according to the director, even if we had a reward at night, the number would not be very large. With 100 cents, can we survive this half a month? In the aspect of food alone "Jiang Zhaozhi didn't go on. He glanced at an Muyu. He didn't know how much she had spent on preparing this breakfast, but he couldn't let her pay for it all by herself, could he?"

"I'll tell you what, we're all spending money on food. First, give all the money to Boss an and let her prepare the ingredients for our meals, and then we'll figure out a way to make money on our own." Sun Shaogong mused for a moment and said, "Let's put up with our appetite and stop eating meat if we don't eat meat. Like some wild vegetables, they happen to be in the village, and we can pick them ourselves."

"Mr. Sun, vegetables are more expensive than meat now." Side in the court slowly said, "one more question, do you know those wild vegetables?" I don't know him anyway. " There is no taboo to expose their own shortcomings, compared with Ji Yao Guang, the habits of the eldest lady in the court is more obvious.

However, as soon as the question was raised, everyone fell into silence.

Ji Yaoguang said faintly, "I know. If I pick wild vegetables, I'll just go with Chang Yu."

"really?" Bian Yuting was the first to show a look of surprise. "I remember you pulled up the leek as a weed."

Can you not blow the whistle on people as soon as you open your mouth? Ji Yaoguang glared angrily at the courtyard, turned to catch a glimpse of the faint smile on Chang Yu's face, and she replied, "I will go with Chang Yu to pick wild vegetables, and you will give you a bowl to beg for food and act on beauty." On the other hand, able-bodied people can go to the construction site in the village to carry bricks, go out early and come back late. 150 a day is no problem, and they may even pack lunch and refreshments. " All the big men sitting and giggling were shot, so to speak, but where did they do the hard work?

Making money was put forward as the first point, racking his brains to think about his own strengths, but Jiang Yusheng timidly said, "I can make up lessons for primary school students." High achiever of Z University, even people from remote villages have heard of this school. Jiang Yusheng's words reminded Ji Yaoguang that she suddenly turned around, put her hand on Chang Yu's shoulder, and said excitedly, "I remember what else I can do!"

"are you going to sing? Or do you want to be a square dance leader? " While talking in court tone.

"so you want to make up lessons for primary school students, too? Do you remember after all these years? "

"Ji Yaoguang, look at you. Would you please don't compete with the younger generation for business?"

"neither." Ji Yaoguang shook his head and showed a sly smile. "I can help primary and secondary school students write love letters." Her voice fell, and there was silence in the room, and then a moment later burst into a burst of eager laughter, and even Jiang Yusheng, who wanted to give face to his goddess, could not help laughing.

"is it that funny?" Ji Yaoguang snorted to express his dissatisfaction.

"teacher Ji, who still writes love letters in this day and age?"

Chapter 49 050

"Mr. Ji, how are you going to sell this skill?"

"Mr. Ji, can you write love letters and love poems?"

"Why don't you show us first?"

The sound of laughter rang out in the room, and Bo Yu laughed into a ball, and the other two who were not familiar with Ji Yaoguang also began to tease. In their memory, the love letter is a very old thing, probably primary school days to the beautiful girl drawer stuffed with a few pieces of paper, although innocent, but has long been far away from the surrounding life. Now, picking up the phone is a text message-there are so few phone calls that it seems to have lost the simple romance of nature.

"teacher Ji is a talented woman from the Chinese Department of Z University." Jiang Yusheng argued in a low voice and seemed a little out of place in a group of teasing jokes. she dared not look at Ji Yaoguang's eyes, and when all eyes were focused on her, she bowed her head shyly, clutching the corner of her clothes and showing a bit of panic.

"Yes." Jiang Zhaozhi also took the remark and said with a smile, "does Mr. Ji want to write a poem on the spot?"

In the past, there were many people on the Internet clamoring for Ji Yaoguang's education and background, thinking that what was unknown was that she was finally slapped in the face in order to cover up her dirty, not-so-bright past. Someone claiming to be a classmate of Ji Yaoguang appeared to say that she was unprofessional and had a very bad reputation in the eyes of the professors in the department, but unexpectedly, those old professors who did not care about the entertainment industry also came out to clarify and praise Ji Yaoguang. Sometimes she was jealous of Ji Yaoguang's natural talent, and she did not have to go through the pain of others' hard struggle.

"do you write poetry in seven steps?" Ji Yaoguang glanced at Jiang Zhao and replied with a smile, "if I do it, you will give me all your money. Do you want to gamble?"

Jiang Zhaozhi waved his hand and pretended to be afraid: "Buddha said, do not gamble, do not gamble, a gamble is a sin."

Bo Yu said with a smile, "Buddha said, I didn't say that."

After a burst of laughter, everyone had a plan in mind. They walked out of the inn door in twos and threes, and the photographers hurriedly followed behind them. What they wanted to shoot was not this state of life. Ji Yaoguang and Chang Yu are charged with the task of picking wild vegetables, but their movements are slow and slow. Mengjia Village is a big village with a population of hundreds, and there are a lot of people walking on the road. Seeing several people in this outfit, they can't help but take a few more glances, but they don't come around to watch the hustle and bustle. Maybe the program group has informed the village that some big stars have come down to shoot in the village.

"going east is Mengjiacun Central Primary School." Ji Yaoguang stopped and pointed to the building not far away that was obviously higher than the surrounding buildings.

"do you really want to write love poems for them?" Chang Yu chuckled and said, "if I remember correctly, it has been said that love poems are written only by me."

Ji Yaoguang did say such a thing. She touched her chin and whispered to Chang Yu's ear, "I've written a copy for you. Your handwriting looks good. This is also a love poem for you." The photographer behind them is Ji Yaoguang's loyal fan Liu ran. On the one hand, he is glad that he ate this sweet dog food before other fans, while on the other hand, he wants to cover his eyes so as not to be blinded by the atmosphere. However, even if the two are mainly walking in the fields, he still has to follow the shooting. Zhao Peiting stressed many details, of course, the picture had better be real and beautiful.