Chapter 48: Pan-Seared Matsutake Mushrooms

Matsutake mushroom?!

Wu Xuan had no idea what it was, but he could unconditionally trust Shi Nianqing.

She was, after all, the eternal older sister.

Su Muge standing beside him was also filled with curiosity. Could this strangely shaped thing really be that delicious?

"This thing? Is it really that delicious?"

Shi Nianqing nodded earnestly. "I'll cook it for you later and let you experience the charm of matsutake mushrooms. No one can resist surrendering to its fungal kingdom."

Rubbing his somewhat bruised thigh, he got dressed, tidied up, and after confirming everything was fine, he left the production crew and headed home.

The market value of the five main cast members had been soaring steadily, especially Yan Mufeng and Zhang Ruoyu, who had burst onto the scene to become the hottest rising idols of the moment. Currently, sponsorship offers had already reached seven figures, but under Zhang Ruofeng's instruction, this was not yet the peak.

The door of the hospital ward was pushed open, and Chen Wei rushed in, followed shortly by Huangfu Yichen, as well as Li Guangyi and Liu Jun, who were carrying various items.

"Then I must find it too," Zuo Lun said firmly. Seeing how resolute Zuo Lun was, the others went down to search as well.

Lin Peng's third uncle was currently wearing a pair of glasses and reading a newspaper. Hearing the young girl's call, he hurriedly raised his head and caught sight of the two figures walking toward the inner room.

What on earth was he nervous about? Ye Yaoqiao glanced back at the pancake stall, then looked at the old man selling pancakes, noticing that the old man was gazing in their direction with a hint of obscure anger in his brows. Ye Yaoqiao's pupils contracted slightly; there was more to this than met the eye.

One reason was that after chatting with Third Master, he felt that as a filmmaker, one should indeed sometimes do meaningful things, and this certainly counted as a meaningful thing.

Because whether it was Lin Mu or Stephen Chow, at their core they were filmmakers first, and businessmen second. As for business negotiations, it was most appropriate to leave them to the company's actual administrative managers to handle.

Therefore, Zhuang Jian had always been researching how to fully mobilize the power of the spacetime sealing grand array.

After finishing the meal and chatting for a while, Lin Mu sent the two girls back. After all, since they had come with a tour group, staying out for too long would not be appropriate.

The sudden turn of events stunned everyone present: no one had expected that Li Yu's surrender was yet again a fake one, and a fake surrender that had managed to deceive everyone.

"Triple Slash!" Mingyue roared, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth as it transformed into specks of light that merged into the Immortal-Slaying Saber.

Hearing him speak, Chu Go found it somewhat amusing. He glanced sideways at Lin Dong, yet could not detect a single trace of boasting or false modesty on his face, causing Chu Go to gently shake his head.

Wang Rumeng pulled Luan Jingjing away, though Luan Jingjing wanted to bring some things along, she had no opportunity at all.

Then, staring fixedly at the parents, the medium said, "The ocean is unfathomable, and countless people die in the sea every year. I can only rely on these clothes to strengthen the connection between myself and your child. Whether or not I can find your child's soul purely depends on luck, and besides..." The parents did not dare to breathe a single loud breath, waiting for the medium to continue.

Seeing Delais break through the wall of fire, the audience in the livestream burst into a frenzy, and even Lili and the others instinctively clenched their fists.

A long halberd swept across the air, carrying the roar of a dragon and endless turbulent waves at its tip as it lunged to devour Gu Xuantian.

Just as he was feeling puzzled, a familiar figure suddenly entered his field of vision—the housekeeper of the Nangong family was running toward him in a flurry.

There stood Nangong Xi, dressed in white surpassing snow, her sleeves fluttering as she descended gracefully. Her breathtaking beauty and icy, detached demeanor made her look like a freshly blooming lotus, an immortal fairy untainted by worldly affairs.

Mu Lingxi and Ouyang Qianlong, currently situated on the other shore, could not help but feel quite worried when they caught sight of Ouyang Lian. Left behind by themselves in an unfamiliar location without any support, anyone would lose their sense of security and find it impossible to set their hearts at ease.