Director Gao was so anxious that he was sweating profusely that he could grab Zhou Banxian's shoulder and sway.

Zhou Banxian: Will he succeed when he dies?

"Mr. Gao, everyone knows the nature of Jiuniang in the Hu family. It is useless to find Master Tianwang today. Unless the ancestor comes, you can't discuss it with Jiuniang."

But he was really afraid to ask Master Ma to invite their ancestors because of this matter.

The poor staff member who was stuck by the fox's tail couldn't speak, but could only cry and look over pitifully.

That little look is really shocking to see.

"...You two crew members must have offended Jiu Niang to death. Alas, I would like to advise you, it's better to be honest and leave your fate..."

Taoist Ma shook his head, "At least you can keep a whole body."

Before he finished speaking, he was stunned and said softly, "It smells so good!"

Not only Taoist Ma, but even the half-dead Hai Continent and his white rat, who fell to the ground, all their noses were shaking and they swallowed instinctively.

Director Gao looked at the fragrance and was crying: "Yang Yuying, when is it now? Are you still thinking about eating?"

In a corner of the bar, where actors usually use to make soup, the rice cooker was steaming. Yang Yuying held the lid in one hand and chopsticks in the other hand, picked up a chicken leg that had full of soup, sniffed it gently, and took it in her mouth and took a bite: "This chicken is good, where did you buy it? Aunt Sun, go back and add me on WeChat, one chicken is 65, right? I want two."

Naturally no one dared to answer her now.

In fact, the crew also thought the smell was surprisingly fragrant.

It was clearly the ordinary farmer-raised broiler who was caught by the logistics aunt of their crew casually from the vegetable market and asked the actors to stew soup.

I guess he is the kind who grows up with feed.

The only benefit is that it is alive and is kept in a cage and is carefully fed daily.

Yang Yuying slowly started another electric cooker. As soon as the pot was opened, the rich pork fragrance actually made the crew members led by Director Gao feel a little relieved.

"This pork is just a pig from the pig farm...

Director Gao's mind was confused. He didn't pay attention to his colleague who was swept away by the fox's tail, but instead thought about pork.

Now that Daqi’s new countryside is renovated, the county magistrates, parents and officials have long asked that hygiene meet the standards. If the village wants to meet the standards of hygiene, it is impossible to raise pigs.

Every household raises a few big fat pigs, but still want to clean them?

What kind of dreams to have!

Nowadays, if you want to eat big fat pigs that can only be sold in a year at farmers' food, it will cost a lot of money. Ordinary people can't afford even ordinary pork, so how dare they think about it?

With the sound of gurgling, the fragrance became more and more intense. The tense atmosphere in the hall began to reverse for no reason. It was still very strange. The pressure on everyone was not relieved. Even everyone was afraid to see the woman in red. They always felt that she had been swallowed alive when she saw her face, but the fear gradually dissipated in such a fragrance.

Director Gao and other ordinary crew members just smelled the chicken soup and pork, and knew that they were all very fragrant. It felt a bit ridiculous.

The makeup artist choked up, she was closest to Yang Yuying, and opened her mouth tremblingly and persuaded: "Little ancestor, you are really good. At this time, where can you make soup?"

As soon as she said something, she was shocked.

The female fox in red suddenly turned her head, staring at her with a pair of dark eyes without blinking. The makeup artist saw a strong sense of hatred from the fox's eyes.

She suddenly shut her mouth and suddenly felt a little intuition in her heart: If she continued to talk, the fox's hatred for her would definitely be higher than the two people under the fox's tail.

The makeup artist hung his head very timidly and treated himself as a wooden man.

Ordinary people can't feel it after all, but when the practitioners and animals present smelled the fragrance, they felt like they hadn't eaten for eight hundred years, and their hunger surged from the depths of their souls.

Taoist Ma even faced the pressure of Hu Jiuniang and couldn't help but lean towards Yang Yuying for several steps.

The Haidao and Bai Moe, who were originally pretending to be dead, unknowingly sneaked to Yang Yuying and squatted down, holding on to two pots and staring blankly.

Among them, Hu Jiuniang was the one who reacted the most. Her five tails had long been thrown away from the rolled person, and she swayed gently, and turned into a little fox. She walked to Yang Yuying in all directions to sit down. Her ears drooped and her eyes shining. She quietly looked at the rice cooker stewed with chicken.

Yang Yuying reached out and took the sequin wipes and handed them over: "Wipe your paws, wash your mouth, come on, while the chicken soup is still going to be boiled, tell me about Director Gao's crew, and what did we photographer and stylist do to provoke you?"

"Ah, oh."

The woman in red could not think of anything else. She only had the chicken soup in her eyes and heart. She smelled the fragrance and was so greedy that she drooled. She grabbed the wet wipes with her little paws and wiped her saliva. After reacting for a while, her face turned black and she threw her tail out again, and she fell down the photographer and the stylist rubbed back and forth.

Both of them dared not say a word, obviously they were not guilty.

Hu Jiuniang beat the two of them with her tail and said angrily: "Let this guy say it myself."

Both of them were so troubled that they wandered around. The photographer gasped for a long time before smiling weakly: "It's Xiao Qiao's son."

Xiao Qiao is the same unlucky stylist.

"On the day when we started the computer and worshipped God, Xiao Qiao brought his son over. The child was ignorant and jumped to the altar to look at the five gods... and poured a soak of boy's urine."

Everyone: "..."

Hu Jiuniang was in such a state of trouble, as if the mountains were falling and the earth were cracking. They thought the photographers had done something that was so angry that people were resentful. It turned out...

Master Ma was shocked: "I remember three hundred years ago, a farmer named Li scolded a fox who passed by his field, which was ugly and no one was willing to ask for fur. From then on, the Hu family remembered this revenge and tossed the Li family for three hundred years. Every year, the Li family had to make trouble for a fox for a month. Now there are people who dared, dare..."

The photographer and the stylist burst into tears.

Director Gao whispered: "I didn't expect that the fox is quite particular. He doesn't bother the child, the child does evil, and the adults are in trouble?"

"Oh."

Hu Jiuniang turned her head slowly and stared at the photographer and the others.

The photographer swallowed and lowered his head.

Hu Jiuniang coldly opened her mouth at him, revealing her cold teeth, and looked at Yang Yuying again.

Yang Yuying knew it and smiled and said, "Please eat this pot of chicken, even the soup is yours." She paused and said to the staff, "Let's eat pork."

Everyone: "..."

They are really not so greedy, and it is important to save their lives now.

Hu Jiuniang turned a blind eye, staring at the chicken soup with her eyes tightly, and she was snoring in her throat. As for pork, even if people smelled it, she looked down on it.

There is no way, the chicken is live chicken, but the pork is frozen pork. After Yang Yuying's hands, the chicken is transformed, and the pork is far from the difference.

Ordinary people can't see the difference, but the eyes of a group of practitioners are very vicious.

Yang Yuying picked up a chicken leg and put it in the bowl, handed it to Hu Jiuniang. Hu Jiuniang's narrow eyes instantly became round, and regardless of the heat, his whole face buried in the bowl.

As soon as he ate his mouth, Hu Jiuniang's hair loosened all over her body, and her big tail flicked back and forth. The whole hall suddenly rained and the sky cleared, and the thick clouds dissipated.

Photography and styling immediately breathed a sigh of relief and sat down with a false support to the table.

Hu Jiuniang glanced at them, sneered with the chicken legs in her mouth, and said vaguely: "Do you think this is okay? I will just save your life when I eat this chicken. Humph, I want to just go there like this and dream!"

The two of them held their breath, and no one dared to say anything. The cold sweat on their foreheads fell.

The son of the stylist, cough, poured a soak of boy's urine on the roast chicken. Some people next to him said that they should be replaced quickly, otherwise they would seem disrespectful.

But the two of them didn't take it seriously and joked that boys' urine is a good thing and can be used as medicine, even if the gods take a few bites, it doesn't matter.

At that time, there were several actors and staff around, and there were many people who supported the director behind their backs.

On that day, Hu Jiuniang was passing by nearby, and was just hungry. Seeing many offerings, she jumped up and ate a few bites.

As the eldest lady of the Hu family, she enjoys a reputation among immortal families everywhere and acts somewhat unscrupulously. No matter who has the tribute, she can eat it.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, she realized something was wrong. When she used her magical powers, she looked at the cause and effect, she almost angered her to death.

Hu Jiuniang chewed the chicken bones desperately, sucking away the bone marrow, and swallowing them all. While chewing, she glared at the cameraman and stylist.

She is reasonable and the child is ignorant and she doesn't care about it, but she will never let go of these bastards who know that the tribute is dirty and do not replace them.

Director Gao: "…"

At this moment, he wanted to pick up a broom and suck these two guys so much that even their parents didn't recognize them.

If you can't bear to give up that little tribute money, you can speak!

I don't mind, I am willing to pay for it, even if I hold another ritual of sacrifice.

His grandmother knows how much money the crew will waste after one day of work is suspended? It doesn’t cost money to rent instruments? Not to mention anything else, the money for lunch boxes alone is not a small amount.

But it is useless to say these things now, but Director Gao had been lucky for a long time and wanted to say something to beg for mercy to the fox fairy, but the pair of fox fairy's narrow eyes flashing with a faint cold light. When he saw its row of sharp teeth, his calves suddenly became weak and he could only wink at Yang Yuying desperately.

Yang Yuying chuckled: "Eat slowly, these are not good. If the shooting goes well, and when I get my salary, I will have to make a table of rare delicacies in the world to celebrate everyone. What if Miss Hu's family comes to the banquet at that time?"

Hu Jiuniang's eyes lit up immediately.

Director Gao was also very happy.

Yang Yuying greeted the others with a smile: "I stewed a lot. I was tired just now. How about everyone filling my stomach?"

Everyone: "..."

Priest Ma and Hai Dalu squeezed to the table without saying a word. Even though Hu Jiuniang threatened them in her throat, they still pretended not to see it. They took the bowl and handed it to Yang Yuying, and watched Yang Yuying scooped a spoonful of chicken soup for them to drink.

Even the slightest courageous white mouse hid in the arms of the sea continent and swallowed desperately.

After drinking a spoonful of chicken soup, Master Ma felt that he was intimidated once, and even risked being chased and fled everywhere like his uncle, which was actually quite worth it.

The dry meridians that have been dry for many years seem to be nourished.

The mind is becoming clearer and clearer.

It was as if I had been enlightened, and countless memorials echoed in my mind, and it felt incredibly comfortable.
To be continued...