Chapter 882 982. Reminiscing the Past
"I don't believe it. Chop one for me now." Huang Lei looked at Nie Wei with a disbelieving expression and said, "Don't just hold the knife and pose there. Why don't you chop it?"
"Or do you actually not know how to do it at all? You are just bluffing here?" Huang Lei looked at Nie Wei suspiciously.
Nie Wei looked at Huang Lei with a smile. Nie Wei couldn't understand what this old fox was up to. Nie Wei could clearly see the snicker on his lips when he spoke. Although it was only a flash, Nie Wei still noticed it keenly.
"Teacher Huang, it's not that I don't dare, but I can't just work for nothing. How about we bet on something?" Nie Wei raised the hatchet, but put it down again under everyone's expectation, and asked Huang Lei.
When they heard that they wanted to bet, several people became more interested.
"Okay, what do you want to bet on?" Huang Lei also became interested and asked with a smile.
"Look, this pile of firewood is quite a lot, right?" Nie Wei pointed to about 40 or 50 pieces of firewood on the side. Everyone looked in the direction of his finger and nodded in agreement. It looked like a small mountain, and it was indeed quite a lot.
"I'll chop all the firewood for you today, but you want to have an extra dish of sweet and sour pork for dinner, how about that?" Nie Wei said the content of the bet.
Hearing this, Huang Lei couldn't help laughing.
"No problem, you don't have to chop all of them for me, just chop 20 pieces, and when you're done, not to mention sweet and sour pork, I'll treat everyone to cold beer in the evening, how about that?"
"It's a deal?"
"It's a deal!"
Huang Lei nodded and agreed without hesitation, and at the same time, his inner affection for Nie Wei doubled.
In fact, whether they win or lose in this bet, Taoyuan House will take advantage. If Nie Wei wins, he at least helps Taoyuan House chop such a large pile of firewood, and as for Nie Wei losing, Taoyuan House will not suffer any loss.
However, Huang Lei also knew that Nie Wei was not stupid, but was just looking for an excuse to help Taoyuan House with some work.
And Xiaozs was so moved that she almost cried. She simply thought that Nie Wei made this bet and fought so hard just to help her get the sweet and sour pork she liked.
Next, it was time for Nie Wei to show his ability.
The firewood seemed to be a lot, but in fact, it was nothing to Nie Wei. A piece of firewood could be chopped well with two cuts. There were only about forty or fifty pieces of firewood over there, and it would take less than a hundred cuts to chopped them all.
When Nie Wei was practicing Bagua Knife, he had to chop thousands of pieces every day, so this little labor was nothing.
Nie Wei picked up a piece of wood and put it on the pier to straighten it, then turned his wrist and made an extremely beautiful knife flower. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, he raised the hatchet with one hand and chopped the wood on the pier as fast as thunder.
"Be careful..." Teacher He's worried cry sounded as Nie Wei chopped down, but the next second, he stopped talking halfway.
What made everyone feel incredible was that Nie Wei chopped the wood on the pier in half with one hand, from top to bottom.
"Wow!!!" zs came back to his senses and immediately screamed excitedly.
"Really?" Huang Lei rubbed his eyes and looked at the wood that had been split in two in disbelief. As for Li Yifeng, his eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open, and he simply wrote the word "surprise" on his face.
"Let me try." Huang Lei looked at the wood for a long time, but he didn't believe it. He asked Nie Wei for a hatchet and wanted to try it himself.
Huang Lei knew how to chop wood, but he had to use the method he knew. The result of imitating Nie Wei was that the wood didn't split, and it bounced out directly, almost hitting Teacher He who was watching the show on the side.
"Hahahaha." Everyone laughed unscrupulously. After all, it was hard to see Teacher Huang being humiliated.
Nie Wei went forward to ask for the hatchet, then closed the two pieces of firewood he had just chopped and put them back on the block, and then cut them again. Under everyone's surprised eyes, the original two pieces of firewood suddenly became four pieces, which seemed to be the size that could be burned.
"Teacher Huang, this is a child's skill, you can't learn it." Nie Wei put the chopped firewood aside, and then took the piece that Huang Lei had just chopped from Teacher He. As he spoke, he raised his knife and cut it down. With two swishes, it was another perfect cross cut, and the firewood was divided into four pieces.
Seeing this, everyone quickly surrounded Nie Wei and asked him how he did it.
"This is really my childhood skill. You all know that I know kung fu. It's not just about the kung fu of my hands. I also know some knives, spears, sticks and clubs. For example, the basic skills of knife skills, chopping, stabbing, lifting and cutting, are all basic skills. At that time, I practiced knife skills and chopped thousands of knives every day."
Nie Wei's words made everyone sigh. Everyone knew that Nie Wei's kung fu was good, but behind this good kung fu, few people could see how much sweat Nie Wei had shed to achieve this skill.
"Everyone says that Nie Wei is a genius in martial arts, but many people certainly don't know the hard work Nie Wei has put in behind the scenes. It's no wonder that Nie Wei can achieve what he has today."
"Yes, Nie Wei is really great."
Huang Lei and He Jiong sighed for a few words, and in the following time, a group of people surrounded Nie Wei and watched him "perform" chopping wood.
In fact, there is really nothing to see. There are only two knives, and there is nothing fancy. The key is the three words of fast, accurate and ruthless.
But watching Nie Wei chop the firewood into four pieces like chopping tofu is really an indescribable pleasure. No matter how many times you watch it, you can't help but sigh, it's really amazing.
"Okay, it's already twenty pieces. You win the bet." When Nie Wei finished chopping the twentieth piece, Huang Lei took the initiative to admit defeat.
"Yes, Nie Wei, don't chop anymore, take a break." He Jiong said distressedly.
In his opinion, even if Nie Wei is very good at chopping things, he must be tired after chopping twenty pieces of firewood in a row. But in fact, for Nie Wei, this labor is not even a warm-up. After chopping these twenty pieces, the sweat on his forehead was all from the big sun in the sky.
"Director, let's make a deal. If I finish chopping all these, can you give us a watermelon?"
"Uh... half!" The director thought for a while and replied.
"OK, half a watermelon is fine, but you can't use that small watermelon, at least it has to be the normal size." Nie Wei spoke up to plug the "loophole" that the program team might have made, but in fact it was completely unnecessary. No matter how bold the program team was, they didn't dare to play tricks when betting with the boss.
Huang Lei picked up a few pieces of firewood that Nie Wei had chopped and prepared to cook.
At noon, everyone had to eat the noodles ordered by zs, and at night they would eat the dishes ordered by Nie Wei.
The most particular thing about the noodles in old Kyoto is the sauce, which must be used with dry yellow sauce. Fortunately, this place is near Kyoto, so Huang Lei can also buy the most authentic Kyoto dry yellow sauce.
With the sauce, add scallion segments, ginger and garlic, chop some peeled pork belly, follow the steps, put it in the pot and stir-fry it with hot oil, and soon a pot of fragrant fried sauce is ready.
As for the noodles, it is even simpler. Hand-rolled noodles, adding an egg to the noodles while kneading them can make the noodles more chewy. After cooking, blanch them with cold water, and then add chopped cucumber and radish, pour on the fried sauce, and a bowl of old Kyoto fried noodles is ready.
When Huang Lei was cooking, zs circled around him with a greedy look on his face. When the fried sauce was ready, the fragrance made zs couldn't help but sniff and take a deep breath.
"Wow, it smells so good!" zs stared at the bowl of fried sauce with shining eyes. It was obvious that Huang Lei's cooking skills had exceeded zs's imagination.
"Teacher Huang, the fried sauce you made is really fragrant." He Jiong was also attracted to the stove by the aroma of the fried sauce.
"Teacher Huang's cooking skills are really this." Nie Wei, who had already chopped the firewood, pulled Li Yifeng over and didn't forget to give Huang Lei a thumbs up and praise him.
"There are still not enough ingredients. There is no sweet noodle sauce, no mushrooms, and some side dishes are missing. Anyway, let's just eat a bite. After all, the conditions are limited." Huang Lei was very proud of being praised by everyone, but he still said "modestly".
"It's already very good." Teacher He smiled and praised again, and then asked everyone to start taking bowls and chopsticks to serve noodles.
Huang Lei has a nickname called Huang Xiaochu, because he always posts some pictures of delicious food on Weibo. He is recognized as a celebrity who is very good at cooking, but today is the first time Nie Wei has eaten his cooking.
When Nie Wei mixed the noodles with soybean sauce and took the first bite, he felt that there was only a wrong name, but not a wrong nickname.
Huang Xiaochu really deserves it.
The noodles are chewy and smooth, the soybean sauce is fragrant, and the cucumber and radish are refreshing and neutral, covering up the greasiness in the soybean sauce and setting off the fragrance of the soybean sauce. It is really a very delicious bowl of soybean sauce noodles.
"Teacher Huang, if you open a restaurant with your cooking skills, you will definitely make a lot of money." Nie Wei swallowed the noodles in his mouth and praised again. Several people on the side also nodded in agreement, obviously agreeing with Nie Wei's words.
"Okay, when I don't have any movies to shoot in the future, I will open a restaurant. You all must come to support me." Huang Lei replied jokingly.
"Of course."
"No problem."
"If you want to open a restaurant, I will go there every day."
The meal was finished with laughter and joy. Li Yifeng and zs took the initiative to take over the task of washing dishes, while Huang Lei and He Jiong sat around the small table on the wooden couch with Nie Wei, drinking tea and chatting. The topic revolved around "The Martian" whose box office had exceeded 1.2 billion.
"The Martian has already made 1.2 billion at the box office. It's really amazing. Who would have dared to think about this in the past? At that time, it was a great thing for a movie to make more than 10 million at the box office." Huang Lei couldn't help but sighed after hearing the box office figures of "The Martian".
"What was the first movie Teacher Huang shot?" Nie Wei asked curiously.
"The first movie I made was very famous. You may not believe it if I tell you." Huang Lei suddenly smiled when he heard Nie Wei ask this.
"What movie?" He Jiong was also curious when he heard this.
"Farewell My Concubine!" Huang Lei gave the answer. As expected, Nie Wei and He Jiong showed surprised expressions.
"Is it the one directed by Chen?"
"Of course it is." Huang Lei answered affirmatively, and then explained: "But I can only be regarded as a minor role in it. I just played a drunkard. There is no name for the character. Even if you watch the movie carefully again, you may not recognize me."
As soon as Huang Lei finished speaking, Nie Wei suddenly shouted: "I remember it."
"Teacher Huang, you played the gangster, right? The one with the middle-parted hair and the wine pot." Nie Wei said, which made Huang Lei's eyes widen in surprise, and he kept nodding subconsciously: "Yes, yes, that's me."
"Teacher Huang, if you didn't say you had acted in it, I really wouldn't have been able to remember it, but as soon as you mentioned it, I was impressed. After all, Teacher Huang, you are very handsome. Even if you play a little gangster, you are still very impressive."
"Hahahaha, Nie Wei, you are so good at chatting." Huang Lei said with a happy smile.
"But Nie Wei, you have a good starting point. I remember you were the protagonist in your first movie, right?" Huang Lei smiled and brought the topic to Nie Wei.
"Actually, my first movie was not the leading role, but the second male lead. You must all think that my first movie was "Go Left, Go Right." Actually, no, the first movie I made was " "Kekexili." As he spoke, Nie Wei showed the beads on his wrist to He Jiong and Huang Lei.
"This was a gift from a local girl when I was making a movie."
"'Kekexili', directed by Lu Chuan, is a good movie." Huang Lei praised.
"I think Ah Wei in "New Police Story" played by Nie Wei impressed me the most." He Jiong interjected, mentioning another representative role of Nie Wei.
"I remembered when you mentioned this. When "New Police Story" was released, I specially used this movie to teach our students about the self-cultivation of villains, hahaha." Huang Lei started. He made a joke, and then said seriously: "The villain role of A Wei played by Nie Wei is really amazing, and it covers the protagonist's light. After I watched that movie for the first time, the one I remember the most is Nie Wei's role as A Wei." ”
"It can be said that the charm of the villain Nie Weiba is so vividly expressed. This character has really been shaped into a classic character by Nie Wei."
Huang Lei really couldn't stop admiring his evaluation of the character A Wei.
"Brother, what are you talking about?" zs and Li Yifeng also finished washing the dishes and came out and heard a few words, so they asked curiously.
"We're talking about movies." Teacher He replied with a smile.
"What kind of movie?"
"New Police Story, have you seen it?" Huang Lei replied following zs's question.
"Of course I have!" zs replied excitedly: "My brother looked so handsome in that movie."
Listening to zs's excited face and blurting out his native dialect, everyone laughed.
"By the way, Xiaoshuang, and Yifeng, you two haven't made a movie yet, right?" Huang Lei suddenly asked.
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