When Feng Lin returned home, he found a large basin from the house and poured the mushrooms in the bamboo frame and the small bamboo basket carried by Fengxue into the basin to clean it.

He picked out about one pound of mushrooms, put them back in a small bamboo basket, and asked her to find Wang Laosan from the village to exchange for a chicken.

This time, Fengxue went there with a little bamboo basket without saying a word.

She knew that Feng Lin must have a local chicken stewed with mushrooms. When she thought of the taste of the local chicken stewed with mushrooms that she had eaten once, she almost drooled out and her pace couldn't help but get faster.

In the past, the food that Feng Lin cooked could only be considered edible. This time she came back from the holiday, and she was surprised to find that her brother's cooking skills had improved by leaps and bounds. The taste was no less than what she had eaten in some big restaurants in Beijing.

After passing the wind and snow, Feng Lin took a plate to pack the washed chicken mushrooms and some fungus. The others were put into two large dustpans and moved them to the yard to dry and set aside.

The village where Feng Lin is located is called Hutou Village. There are more than 20 households in the village, and the houses are built according to the mountains and are distributed relatively scattered. Wang Laosan is a farmer at the entrance of the village. He raises twenty or thirty chickens at home, all of which are free-range local chickens without feeding. Wang Laosan is not a professional farmer, but he raises eggs at home. Others in the village have to buy them from him and he sells them. Feng Lin used to be too lazy to go to the market to buy vegetables, so he bought them from him several times.

Wang Laosan likes to eat some mountain mushrooms, but his legs are inconvenient, so he can't go into the mountains to pick them. He bought some more for others. So Feng Lin asked Feng Xue to carry about a pound of mushrooms to exchange for him.

The weather is really hot in July, and it’s just about 10 o’clock in the morning. It’s too hot to dry a few mushrooms.

Feng Lin quickly got the mushrooms, moved a recliner and put them in the pavilion, and then brewed a shell of tea.

Lying on the lounge chair, squinting, riding on the cool breeze, listening to the singing of insects and birds, and savoring wild camellia tea.

Comfortable!

"Yo, you really know how to enjoy it."

Feng Lin didn't have to open his eyes. He could tell that Fatty Zhao was here to drink tea again.

I don't bother to pay attention to him.

Zhao Rongchang didn't care either, so he moved Zhang Xiaoshou to sit down, picked up the teapot and cup on the coffee table, and poured himself a cup.

"Ah, it's comfortable." Zhao Rongchang finished drinking the cup of tea soup in one sip and exclaimed.

He poured himself another cup and drank it all in one go.

"It's better for your tea, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk." He said that, and then he renewed his cup.

This time, Feng Lin couldn't hold back.

"Hey hey, you can drink two cups, where is the cow drink? One cup after another."

Feng Lin sat up and grabbed the teapot. He saw that there was less than a cup of tea soup left inside. His flesh hurt so much that his face was hit.

"Stingy, just soak it after drinking it." Zhao Rongchang didn't drink the cup again, and then held the cup, took a sip, and savored it carefully.

Feng Lin had no choice but to soak it after drinking it. It was lightweight that there were not many tea leaves.

This tea was made by Chun Fenglin's father in the mountains to pick it back and stir-fry it. The three wild tea trees in the mountains have limited output, so they were fried in total for two taels. They drank a little less, and they had to wait for next year after drinking it.

Feng Lin had no choice but to deal with this fat man. He was so thick-skinned that he was angry when he looked at his bright and reflective head.

"You said you are a gold medal producer, can you be more handsome?"

Zhao Rongchang said disapprovingly: "Which gold medal producer has you ever seen who is shameless?"

Okay, you won. This fat man is almost at the invincible level.

Zhao Rongchang, according to him, claims to be the producer of the Chinese gold medal program. Is it true that Feng Lin doesn't know if he watches the show, and everyone will pay attention to the producer of the show. However, after getting along for a while, Feng Lin is a little convinced that this fat man is too thick-skinned. According to him, this is a necessary quality for the producer of the show.

Well, I wonder if the producers of other shows want to kill him after hearing this.

According to him, he is now leaving the TV station to work alone. This time he returns to his hometown to rest for a while and sort out his work thoughts. He hopes to plan a popular program to set off a first shot for his studio.

It can be seen that this fat man attaches great importance to the first show in his studio, so he is under great pressure. Otherwise, he would not complain about Balabala if he has any trouble or not. However, as the boss of the studio, he will definitely not be able to tell his subordinates that it is a bit embarrassing to his friends he is familiar with, so it is the most suitable choice to vomit with Feng Lin, a half-baked person who is familiar with him.

The main reason is that the outsiders give him a special feeling. Many times, some things that seem to be said inadvertently make him feel like he is clearing the clouds and seeing the moon.

Zhao Rongchang's hometown is also in Hutou Village. This time he went back to his hometown to rest and find inspiration. Once he was wandering around the village, thinking about the planning of the new program in his mind, and he unknowingly moved to Feng Lin's house.

At that time, Feng Lin was in the sad period that had just passed by. He wanted to go back but couldn't find a way. He held the guitar and sang and sang, and was pitying himself. He was brewing a pot of tea, singing for a while, drinking a sip of tea, and lamenting.

Zhao Rongchang heard Feng Lin's sad singing outside, and was inexplicably touched and followed the singing. Later, he was conquered by Feng Lin's tea and ran over and took the tea to drink.

"Hey, don't you do that show anymore? You're idle all day long and wandering around." Feng Lin asked while lying on the lounge chair with his eyes squinted.

"What do you know? That's idle? I'm looking for inspiration, okay." Zhao Rongchang glanced at Feng Lin with contempt.

It was probably because the bench was too small and it felt uncomfortable to sit on it. Zhao Rongchang moved the bench to a pillar in the pavilion and sat down with his back against the pillar.

"Tsk, you have been looking for this inspiration for more than half a month." Feng Lin looked at Fatty Zhao without raising his eyelids.

"Hi, what do you know? A complete plan requires taking into account the details of all aspects, so it is not so easy to come up with." Zhao Rongchang retorted.

"Tsk, I don't know how to fool me? You, a producer, can grasp the general direction. Of course, the following people will improve trivial matters, otherwise why would a program team invite so many people?" Feng Lin continued to despise the fat man opposite.

Zhao Rongchang sighed, "Oh, you are indeed what you said on the TV station, but I'm not here to do it alone now. If you don't keep an eye on it, you're not relieved."

Feng Lin understood this, he did it himself.

When I was on a TV station, the program had a TV station to provide a guarantee, and if it was a failure, it would be a failure. Anyway, the loss was the money of the TV station, and the loss was nothing more than a little reputation. Now I came out to do it differently. If the program was lost, it would not be as simple as losing a little reputation. The loss was real money. No wonder the fat man said that he had to consider everything.

However, if you want to wear a crown, you should bear the weight first. If you want to make a lot of money by yourself, how can you not pay?

"What program have you planned?" Feng Lin asked lazily.

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect that Zhao Rongchang was like he was talking, and he just said it all.

The fat man probably wanted to tell his plan and ask Feng Lin to help him take the details. This was almost a suffocation, but Feng Lin didn't ask, as if he was not interested, so he couldn't get on.

Although the young man in front of him is an outsider, you can know from the chat that he is not familiar with the entertainment industry, but his mind is brilliant. Some of the ideas he occasionally gives him a sense of enlightenment.

"Look at the forest behind you?" Zhao Rongchang stood up and pointed at the deep mountains behind the house.

Feng Lin didn't even raise his eyelids and said lazily: "Speak human words."

Fatty Zhao was choked and the momentum that had finally brewed was instantly gone.

"I want to make a wild survival program." Zhao Rongchang took a deep breath and followed the breath of Feng Lin's surplus being broken.

Surviving in the wilderness, there are many such programs abroad, and I haven’t seen them much in China.

The original owner wanted to enter the entertainment industry and had some understanding of domestic variety shows, but Feng Lin did not get information about the relevant programs from his memory.

"I plan to do twelve episodes of this show, one day, throw people into this mountain, only give a certain amount of starting materials, and rely on them to obtain the rest themselves to see who can last until the end. In order to ensure authenticity, I plan to enable drones all the time to follow the filming. What do you think?" Zhao Rongchang continued in one breath.

Tsk, this fat man is really uninnovative. There are not a hundred programs abroad and there are ninety-nine episodes.

"Not very good." Feng Lin said slowly.

Zhao Rongchang was anxious. This was a planning that he decided to refer to a large number of foreign programs. There are currently no such programs in China, and when promoting it, you can also use the gimmick of the first real wild survival program in China. He proudly told his plan, but unexpectedly he got a very bad review.

"Why isn't it any more? Tell me, tell me." Zhao Rongchang leaned in front of Feng Lin and stared at him tightly.

Feng Lin couldn't calm down when he was staring at a middle-aged bald and fat man, so he sat up helplessly, poured the remaining half cup of tea from the teapot into the cup, tasted it before he slowly said: "I said to Fatty Zhao, your plan is too perfunctory. Isn't it like copying someone's wilderness to survive?"

Zhao Rongchang said embarrassedly: "Can you copy the matters of TV people by learning from it?"

Feng Lin ignored Fatty Zhao's explanation. The entertainment industry is just like this. If you see a good idea, you will copy it and I will copy it until you copy it. Even if he doesn't join the entertainment industry, he will know these things.

"Okay, then I'll ask you, do you want to invite celebrities or amateurs to record it."

"My plan is to invite seven pairs of guests, four pairs of stars and three pairs of amateurs at that time." Zhao Rongchang replied.

This is also the foreign wilderness survival model, with celebrities competing for the final victory.

Feng Lin shook his head: "The situation in China and abroad is different. Foreign national entertainment has a high degree of participation. People arrange amateurs to participate in the competition. If amateurs KP down the stars, they will still like them, and foreign stars will not care too much about these. But what about China? Everyone will only stare at those stars. I can guarantee that those amateurs will not pay much attention to them by then."

"Arranging a few amateurs in is just a decoration for the show, and I don't plan to attract much attention by relying on them." Zhao Rongchang had his own ideas, and he had considered the issue Feng Lin mentioned long ago.

Feng Lin shook his head and said, "What if the rest of the last ones are all amateurs? What should you do with this show?"

"This..." Zhao Rongchang really never thought about this.

Is this possible? Very likely!

Today's celebrity artists are very delicate, and they are very likely to survive in the wild under the same conditions, and there is a high probability that they are not as good as ordinary people.

The program is planned to be recorded for twelve days. If it is recorded for three or five days, all the celebrity artists will withdraw. Who will pay attention to the remaining groups of amateurs? To put it bluntly, Survival in the wilderness is just a platform and a carrier, and the stars are ultimately concerned about.

"We can operate this then." Zhao Rongchang finally said embarrassedly.

Feng Lin glanced at him with contempt.

I knew you must have this set, variety shows, and this can only be considered a routine operation.

"There is another one. What guests are you going to invite? If you want to throw them into the mountains for twelve days, what price are you going to give them?"

"I'm having a headache with this one too." Zhao Rongchang scratched his smooth and flat head.

Guests are very important to variety shows, especially programs like Survival in the Wild, especially those who eat guests.

If you want to let others live a savage life for you for twelve days, others may not be willing to read the notice fee.

If you invite a popular star, you will definitely not look down on your hard and tired show, and you will still show your ugliest side. Some young artists or outdated stars may be willing to come, but it is hard to say how much it has on the show.

"Swish, this is the gold medal show producer you boast about. The threshold for show producers is really low now." Feng Lin bluntly attacked the fat man in front of him.

I asked you to come and drink my tea all day long. I wouldn’t bring me some tea leaves if I drink so much.

Zhao Rongchang said angrily: "If you have the ability, you will help me think of a creative idea, and you will only mess with me here. Isn't my plan not perfect yet?"

In fact, this show is not as good as Feng Lin said. Zhao Rongchang spent a lot of effort and made many plans for the program Survival in the wilderness. Its main problem now lies in selecting suitable guests. This program, which was once popular abroad, still has a certain audience.

Of course, as for investment income ratios, it is hard to say now. After all, if you want to do such a program, your investment will definitely not be low.

Feng Lin took a sip of tea, sighed "tsk", and lazily fell back on the recliner.

"You said, we are here to drink tea, sleep and brag, is anyone happy to watch?"

Zhao Rongchang looked at Feng Lin with caring for young children and said, "You have no brain problems, right?"
Chapter completed!