There was a musty smell and a pungent smell. If the windows and door frame were not so tight, Qin Guan would have had to pay attention to the danger of being poisoned.
No matter how tired he was, Qin Guan got up from the bed after the rooster crowed for the first time.
He was panicking from the distance and hungry.
With drowsy eyes, Qin Guan scratched his back, which was only wearing thermal underwear. Then he pressed on a spot where he felt a dull pain and hissed.
There was no need to look. It was definitely bruised.
Then, he subconsciously put his hand under the thin cushion of the kang bed. Could it be that the fellow who made the bed had placed some kind of weapon under it?
Then, as he felt around with his palm, he discovered that there was no debris there. It was just a natural bulge that came with it.
Maybe the bed had been unused for a long time, so there was a small protrusion on the flat surface.
If the cushion was thicker, it would be fine.
However, there was only one layer of mattress, which was equivalent to a bare wooden board. It was a tragedy.
As Qin Guan was thinking about how to sleep there, the rooster crowed for the second time at the entrance of the village.
"Rooster!"
Attracted by the rooster's crowing, Qin Guan put on his cotton-padded clothes and shoes quickly. Then he lifted the curtain and walked out of the room.
At this time, the courtyard was quiet. The other crew members were probably still sleeping soundly.
The night was still dark. There was only a faint ray of light in the east.
"Cluck, cluck, cluck!"
The rooster crowed for the third time. Qin Guan looked like a weasel in the dark courtyard. His eyes were shining with a faint yellow light.
Squeak!
The door was pulled open and a sneaky figure jumped out, running in the direction of the rooster's crowing.
The big rooster in the countryside, the leading rooster in the village, must be the strongest and the most majestic one among all the roosters.
In this small village where few outsiders came, the family's big rooster was in the courtyard at the entrance of the village, on the bare branches of the short tree, clearly showing its status.
Following its three cries, the early risers in the village began to stir in their own homes.
Qin Guan had only one chance. He had to catch the culprit before the villagers did. He had to ask the director of the crew to give him some money and turn him into a bowl of stewed chicken with mushrooms.
Thus, on this dusty village road, a real version of the Battle of Man and Beast took place.
"Hahaha! Clatter clatter!
The courageous chicken fighter did not run away like the other chicken catchers. Instead, it raised its sturdy beak and fought the hateful guy in front of it.
This person was like a yellow-skinned man who stole eggs and chicks. His entire body exuded a disgusting aura.
Fight, the most handsome chicken in the village!!
The flying feathers and the clawing hands collided with each other as Qin Guan screamed in a low voice.
Finally, he had several medals on his hands and a heavy rooster's hind leg in his hand.
The respectable fighter did not give up its last resistance. It kicked at Qin Guan with its sharp claws.
This was a kind of attitude, regardless of whether it was possible or not.
Yin Li, who had been thinking about the plot, was the first one to notice Qin Guan's triumphant return.
In the large courtyard of the crew, a suspicious figure tiptoed over. He was holding a weapon in his hand as he walked towards the logistics department where the crew's supplies were placed.
"Who is it?"
Director Yin Li shouted in a cotton-padded jacket, but when he saw the people in the courtyard turn around, he was stunned on the spot.
"Shh! Lower your voice! I'm here for Lao Wang from the logistics department!" Qin Guan made a shushing gesture at Yin Li nervously.
Qin Guan's current appearance could be described as a movie title: A Field of Chicken Feathers.
The rooster's feathers were hanging from his hair, the gaps in his clothes and his plain cotton shoes. Qin Guan had been fighting fiercely when he had caught his prey.
"What are you doing?"
"I want to eat stewed chicken with mushrooms!"
"What do you want to eat? Just tell the logistics team and let them prepare it at noon. Why, why did you do it yourself?"
"My mother told me to do it myself. The rooster's crowing sounds so good, director. "
"Vigorous, young, solid, and meaty. Stewed mushrooms with mushrooms are 100 times better than those tender chickens!"
"You made a lot of noise. Why didn't you get caught by your fellow villagers?"
"It's better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix. Who told it to crow at the entrance of the village?"
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia Yin Li looked at Qin Guan, who seemed to be in the right. "Pay double!"
"Okay!"
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As the others got up one after another, Wang, who had been frozen on the spot, stared at the banknote in her hand. Did I hear that right?
Her task that morning was to find the real owner of the rooster and express her deepest condolences to him.
When will the scenes in Liaoning be over? Qin Guan was so bored that he started to have some fun.
But when Wang Liying turned around again, smelling the aroma of chicken in the yard, she felt that it was worth it to apologize shamelessly!
The chicken was chopped into pieces by Master Wang with a kitchen knife. Then, with the help of scallions, ginger, garlic, Sichuan pepper, and small red chilies, it was thrown into a huge wok on the kitchen stove in the village.
When the chicken meat turned slightly white, Sichuan peppercorns, Sichuan pepper noodles, large amounts of soy sauce, and a little bit of cumin were added to enhance the meat quality.
Even though the firepower of a wood-burning stove and pot was not as strong as that of a modern kitchen, the flames that came out of the stove still carried a rustic aroma of wood.
In two or three minutes, the chicken, which had been soaked in all kinds of seasonings, had turned golden.
At this time, it was time to put in the freshly soaked wild hazelnut mushrooms. These were the specialty dry goods of the Northeast. It was also a kind of wild game that could make people swallow their tongues.
He put in some water and salt. When the chicken was about to come out of the wok, he put in some vermicelli, which he had taken from a fellow villager's fence. After 10 minutes of simmering, the chicken was ready.
When Lao Wang lifted the wooden lid, the staff couldn't stand the smell anymore. They all turned to look at Yin Li.
"What are you looking at? Let's go! Let's eat! "
Along with the cheers, the sound of boiling water could be heard coming from every household in the crew, which had a big pot of rice in it.
That day was the Suffering Day for the chickens in the village. Except for the chickens that were used to visit relatives and lay eggs, all the chickens in the village had been taken by the crew.
A simple Northeastern delicacy called stewed chicken with mushrooms had been engraved in the hearts of the crew members who had come from all over the country.
Food must be the bond of friendship. After finishing the scene in the trenches, everyone seemed to have been captivated by the flavor of the northeast farmhouse.
Pork ribs, corn, pickled cabbage, vermicelli, sweet potato, and northeast stew.
With the boldness of the northerners, the sincerity of large plates and bowls, and the stew in the big pot that was related to heat, it left a taste that belonged to them in the hearts of the foreigners who rushed to the Potala Palace in Tibet.
And it was this kind of comfort that allowed the entire crew to overcome the altitude sickness in Tibet, which was different from other areas.
Since the crew of 'Cloud and Water' was well-prepared, and they weren't going to shoot in a remote area, they slowly got used to the climate and culture of the area.
The Potala Palace was the closest place to the sun in China, so people who lived there for a long time had dark skin and a sweet red color.
And because this gray and white Potala Palace was a pilgrimage place for all the Tibetan people, there were devout believers everywhere the crew passed by.
The sound of the wheels could be heard from far away in the Gobi Desert. This was the last scene of the "Song of Cloud and Water".
The Tibetan Military Hospital cleaned up the abandoned hospital building from the 1950s and 1960s and rented the site to the filming crew of Song of Clouds and Waters for free.
And this set that was already connected to the Tibetan town was restored to its original look by the skillful prop team.
When Qin Guan came out of the dressing room, everyone knew that the final scene had been shot.
His skin had become the bronze color of being on the plateau for a long time, and his lips had been treated with special latex, which had cracks after a long period of drying.
There were also some white cracks on his skin, which showed the hardships of the environment.
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