“Get materials?”

Jiang Rongfang was surprised when he heard the guests from other provinces expressing their intentions.

Because her mother's Mandarin is poor, when she learned that the other party was going to communicate, Jiang Rongfang was responsible for the exchange.

"Yes, we are actually a member of the documentary crew. I am the director Zheng Weijie, the main responsible director. These are my colleagues. We are going to shoot a documentary about food barbecue. When we were collecting materials online, we found that you have this kind of barbecue here, so we came to get the materials."

Zheng Weijie glanced at the old man sitting on a bamboo rattan chair and resting. This old man was one of the reasons why he chose this place.

It is said that Jiang Ji Barbecue started when this old man Jiang Xiangmei was young and has a history of decades. Zheng Weijie feels that this kind of restaurant with a long history is the most delicious.

The next day, while Jiang Ji’s people were preparing ingredients, Zheng Weijie and others watched and conducted preliminary interviews.

Their official shooting will be after the New Year and early summer. During this period, their main job is to select the shooting materials in advance and do a good job of communication. After all, it is impossible to wait until the shooting is about to run over with the equipment. If there is any emergency, it will be bad.

"My grandma started doing barbecue, and she was a mobile stall. She rode a tricycle and went wherever there were many people. It was raining in the summer in Jingjiang. Sometimes it rained, so she was done under the bridge hole. At that time, she was called a bridge hole barbecue."

Jiang Rongfang was also a little surprised while translating the hometown dialect that grandma said with a strong local accent.

She had never heard of these things in the past. As long as she remembered, Jiang Ji Barbecue had only moved once. Due to the city's rectification, she moved from the street near the city center to this food street. That was more than ten years ago.

"Later, I saved some money and opened a shop on the back street of Jingjiang High School. Usually, students came to eat barbecue. Later, it gradually spread and became bigger and bigger. From time to time, some teachers who had escaped from evening study came to pick up people and ate a few skewers."

The interview lasted for a long time. In the afternoon, the barbecue stall was about to open. Zheng Weijie and others did not leave. They simply ordered some grilled fish and barbecue and ate it on the spot.

They need to shoot some basic materials for reference in the future.

Zheng Weijie's idea is to rather than lack it. He would rather shoot more materials and find more barbecue stalls. As long as he feels he can be photographed, he will take pictures. Then go back to screen and do further shooting. For example, this time, he collected information from about 200 barbecue stalls across China through various research methods and then screened them. Before June, he would go to at least 100 cities to traverse these barbecue stalls. Finally, when the official shooting was made, about 100 pieces of material were shot within three to four months, and then the final editing was performed, and finally presented to the main film. It is estimated that only more than 20 barbecue stalls were included.

This work arrangement is very compact, so even as the Spring Festival approaches, Zheng Weijie still chooses to come out first to see the situation.

Jingjiang is located in the southwest inland, with a pleasant climate. Even in winter, it is not that cold. In the evening, the barbecue stall already has some customers.

"Boss, let's have five strings of pig whip, three strings of pig eyes, five strings of chives..."

A customer and a few people walked into the store in a hurry, using Mandarin, but he could vaguely hear some local accents.

"Come here to sit, now you order it on the order."

Jiang Rongfang hurriedly called the other party to sit down and handed over the menu.

"Oh, thank you, I haven't been here for a long time."

The customer took the menu, looked at each barbecue on it seriously and focusedly, and wrote the quantity solemnly in a ballpoint pen.

"It has not changed here. It's been so many years. I tell you that the special barbecue here is delicious. Don't be afraid. Although it looks scary, it tastes so good to eat it."

He said to the few people he brought, and they looked suspicious.

"This person looks like an old customer?"

Zheng Weijie smelled the story, thought for a while, and then asked.

"Sir, are you an old guest here?"

"Of course..."

Before the guest finished answering, Jiang Rongfang's grandmother, who was barbecuing, spoke with some disdain.

"Isn't this Sun Aimin from Class 5 before Jingzhong? I know, a naughty little guy, very smart, and hasn't been here for almost twenty years."

Fortunately, Zheng Weijie has heard a lot of Jingjiang dialect these days, and this kind of dialect is not too difficult. He almost understood what the old man meant.

"Boss, you actually remember me?"

The customer couldn't help but stand up.

"Nonsense, I remember every guest who comes here clearly. You ran away from home before, but your mother came over, pulled him home and hung him up, and even..."

The old man said casually as if he was talking.

"Stop, boss, I was wrong, stop talking."

The customer immediately asked her to stop, after all, they brought her with them all acquaintances. The embarrassing facts of her childhood were so shy.

"Wow, this boss is too awesome."

The female director Zheng Weijie was traveling with whispered that the customer looked like he was thirty or forty years old, and was about a high school student twenty years ago. Unexpectedly, after so long, the boss could recognize him at a glance.

"I went out to work hard after graduating from high school, and later went abroad. I only returned to China to start a business a while ago. When I went back to my hometown to pack my things, I thought about coming here for a meal."

After Zheng Weijie and others explained the situation to the customer, the customer named Sun Aimin was quite sighing.

Sitting beside him was his wife and his partner who started a business together. After many years, he had gone from a young student to an adult who was alone, but in the eyes of the boss, Sun Aimin was still the original young man.

The barbecue was served quickly. This seemingly dark food was the taste of Sun Aimin's hometown.

One night, when Zheng Weijie looked at the business atmosphere of this barbecue restaurant, he felt a lot of emotion. First, the old man in charge of barbecue was not only superb, but also basically every guest who had been there once could recognize it. He even remembered what they liked to eat and had to put in multiple ingredients.

Second, he understood what Xu Rui said before, that Chinese people are implicit and restrained and do not like to reveal their feelings, but in the details, they are full of warmth. This small barbecue restaurant carries the childhood memories of countless people, and that unique dark barbecue is a secret treasure that everyone has.

The old lady added not only peppers and cumin to the barbecue that was flipped in her hand, but also the most important seasoning.

That's human favor.
Chapter completed!