Not long after the pork ribs, rice cakes, and meat buns were eaten, the little ones came out from backstage again. This time, each of them was dressed in a Calabash Brothers costume and carrying a small basket filled with colorful candies.

The little ones arrived at their designated fan area and started handing out candy to their fans—the moms, dads, brothers, and sisters.

The host explained on stage: "This is a new product that Han's Group will soon be launching: handmade fruit candy. To support the re-employment of people with disabilities, the fruit candy that everyone receives is made by people with disabilities. They are physically disabled but not mentally disabled. We hope that after you taste it, you can give us the most honest feedback. We will then film a video to convey your feedback to them."

"To put everyone's mind at ease, we also filmed the entire production process, as well as the hygiene conditions there. Please watch it."

On the big screen, a large kitchen appeared. Inside the kitchen, everyone was dressed in white chef's uniforms, wearing hats, masks, and gloves. Some were boiling syrup, some were peeling fruit, some were cutting fruit, some were putting fruit into blenders, and some were putting fruit into juicers... The division of labor was clear, and everything was clean and hygienic.

Looking closer, you'll notice that the people peeling the fruit are in wheelchairs, both with leg disabilities. The employee putting the fruit into the juicer has only one hand, operating it with practiced ease. Meanwhile, the soup maker is using sign language to communicate with someone who is deaf and mute.

As the audience received the candy from the little cubs and watched the scenes unfolding on the big screen, they suddenly felt the candy in their hands grow heavy.

"No matter how good or bad this candy is, I'll buy it as soon as it's on the shelves!"

"No matter what it tastes like, to me, it's a candy with a soul, the most delicious candy!"

"Don't underestimate them, I think their cooking must be delicious!"

"Yes! I believe them, their candy must be delicious!"

Someone couldn't wait to unwrap the candy. It was a square yellow gummy candy with a piece of glutinous rice paper on the surface. You could vaguely see small, granular objects inside the yellow candy.

"The candy wrapper says passion fruit flavor, let me try it."

"Such a rich passion fruit flavor!"

"Mine is strawberry flavored, and I can taste the texture of strawberries!"

"Mine is durian flavored, hahaha, it smells bad, but it's sweet!"

"I ate the mango flavor, it's so delicious, so sweet!"

“Watching the production process on the big screen, you can see that it is all done by hand, using real fruit, not junk made with artificial flavorings and colors.”

"Look at the big screen! They're making passion fruit gummies! So that's how they do it! I'm almost there!"

"Is this the secret recipe? You just shared it with us like this?"

"Isn't the old man being too generous? Isn't he worried that after we see the recipe, we'll go home and make it ourselves, and stop buying his candy?"

The wrinkled purple passion fruit was cut in half by an employee in a wheelchair, who extracted the essence. Then, a large bowl filled with the pulp was conveyed to the stove via a conveyor belt. The deaf-mute employee poured the pulp into a pot, added sugar, lemon juice, and butter, and stirred and cooked it. When the syrup bubbled, cornstarch was added and stirred quickly. It was cooked until the sugar clumps together and does not break apart. When you lift it with a spatula, the dripping form is a smooth, stagnant waterfall. That means it is done.

While still hot, the sugar is poured into a square stainless steel mold. A deaf-mute employee places it on a conveyor belt, which then passes it to another employee. The employee covers the stainless steel container filled with sugar with plastic wrap and refrigerates it to set.

The employees took the pre-shaped candies from the refrigerator, cut them into pieces with a long knife, and scattered the bright yellow candies into a large iron basin. The basin then entered the next conveyor belt and was delivered to another group of employees in wheelchairs.

Wearing gloves, the employees began to wrap each piece of candy in rice paper to prevent them from sticking together, and then wrapped them in the corresponding candy wrapper.

Everything was done in an orderly and smooth manner.

"My brain learned it, but my hands failed."

"Haha, it looks simple, but it's difficult to do."

"Am I the only one who noticed that this whole basket of passion fruit only had this little bit of sugar in the end?"

"I noticed that too. The sugar content is low, so this sugar will definitely be very expensive, right?"

"I've given up on doing it myself. I'm already too tired to do anything after buying and washing all these passion fruits!"

"Haha, I'm a little better off than you. After I've cut them up and taken out the pulp, I'll probably need to take a nap. I'm too tired!"

"They each do their job, and it looks so smooth. If we were to make it all by hand, it would take us a whole day to finish, and the cost seems really high. It feels like we might as well just buy it ready-made!"

"I get it! The old man is a businessman after all. If we could make this ourselves, he would never have shown us the secret recipe!"

"He showed it to us so we'd back down, right? Sure enough, experience counts!"

The little ones went on stage and continued their performance. The audience below ate candy and watched the little ones make them happy, feeling very satisfied.

"I wouldn't trade this life for anything!"

"Yes, it's so comfortable. When I was selected, I was a little upset because I had to take a day off and lose a day's wages. But now I think it's totally worth it. I don't care about losing a day's wages!"

Staff pushed a cart over and started distributing drinks and water. The water was Wahaha purified water, and the drinks were Wahaha Ad Calcium Milk, Shuangwaiwai (a popular Chinese beverage), and Nutritional Express...

"Food and drink are plentiful, this is so great!"

"Grandpa is so good! I don't want to go home!"

"I'm already looking forward to afternoon tea!"

"Me too, I think the old man will definitely prepare afternoon tea for us, right?"

"I hope the little ones' performance lasts a little longer, so I can still get some dinner!"

Around three o'clock, the little ones on stage had finished their performance, and it was time for the four mentors to score and give guidance. The four mentors needed some time to discuss, and the little ones stood on the stage quietly waiting. Suddenly, the host pushed a cart over, and the little ones' eyes lit up. They were all at the age where they were hungry, and it was also the time when they were exhausted and hungry after their performance.

The audience stared wide-eyed: "They have it, but we don't?"

"Although I'm already very full, I feel like I can still fight!"

"I can eat too! Don't just pamper the little ones, give us adults some afternoon tea!"

The host laughed and said, "Don't worry, everyone, your portions have arrived."

One cart after another was pushed along, carrying milk tea, pan-fried buns, potstickers, shumai, spring rolls, steamed dumplings, colorful xiaolongbao, sesame cakes, fried dough sticks, rice cakes...

"I told you, hahaha, this is a feast for the senses!"

"This is a culinary feast belonging to our Dragon Kingdom!"

"It seems like...it's been a long time since I've had these."

"My family does the same. For convenience, we buy bread the day before and just grab something quick for breakfast the next morning. We haven't had breakfast at a breakfast stall in a very long time!"

"As work gets busier and the pace of life quickens, it feels like it's been a long time since I've sat down and had a proper breakfast."

"Rice cake! White rice cake, I haven't had this in such a long, long time!"

"Fried spring rolls! My grandma used to only fry them for me during Chinese New Year. After she passed away, no one in the family knew how to make them."

"This milk tea is so delicious! It doesn't leave a sour taste in your mouth like those milk teas made with non-dairy creamer!"

"There's an ingredient list! Is this something the Han Group plans to put on the market?"

"It's trehalose!"

"This is sugar-free!"

"The sugar-free version must be very bitter, right?"

"It's not bitter at all, and it even tastes like longan!"

"Let me try the sugar-free flavor. This is Pu'er tea. Only the best Pu'er tea has a fruity aroma similar to longan!"

"My God, do I, a lowly office worker, even deserve to drink fine Pu'er tea?"

"Why do I feel like this is more energizing than coffee?"

"It's good tea. Adding fresh milk will have a similar effect to coffee. Tea can also refresh the mind, but it's healthier than coffee. It contains polyphenols, which have anti-cancer properties and can promote blood circulation. Black tea is also good for the stomach!"

"This is great! I need to drink more!"

"After filling your stomach with milk tea, do you even have room to eat anything else?"

"I can eat it! Hahaha, I'll have a bite of the fried dough stick, it's so delicious! I thought that fried dough sticks with soy milk was the best combination, but now I've discovered that fried dough sticks with milk tea is the ultimate pairing, it's amazing!"

"Huh? I sense four resentful gazes!"

"Haha, I felt it too! I even made eye contact with them!"

"It's really tragic. The little ones and we are all eating, but the four mentors, tempted by the aroma of the food, can't eat and have to work and give scores!"

Viewers in front of the live stream: [This is amazing! I'm going to explode!]

Jealousy has distorted me beyond recognition!

[The four mentors are jealous, but I'm even more jealous! At least they just ate pork ribs with rice cakes, steamed buns, and fruit gummies!]

Not only did we not get to eat, we were also completely humiliated!

I suspect I wasn't watching a national prince talent show, but rather a massive mukbang (eating broadcast)!

[Help! My stomach is screaming!]

I ordered pan-fried buns for delivery, and they were absolutely awful. Thumbs down!

I just checked the official website, and the fruit gummies won't be available in supermarkets in third-tier cities until next month!

People in the capital are crying!

[A Shanghai resident says: I'm moving tomorrow!]

[The business community says: Grandpa Han, we'd love to have you here as a guest. Let's talk about your business empire and see if you can expand to our area soon!]

[A resident of Hangzhou says: We're not from a first-tier city, please, Grandpa Han, take a look at us!]

[Hey upstairs, stop pretending. Are you any worse off than people in Shanghai? I heard your average salary has already surpassed that of first-tier cities!]

[Xinjiang says: Grandpa Han, we have abundant grapes, red dates, and nuts here. Is there any opportunity to discuss a collaboration? We have many beautiful women and handsome men here; we'll welcome you with songs and dances!]

I just went downstairs to the convenience store and bought a steaming hot Han's meat bun. So satisfying!

Tears of envy streamed down my face. Why doesn't the convenience store downstairs from my house have Han's meat buns? No, I have to give them some feedback; I can't fall behind!

After the food extravaganza, it was time for the little ones to reach a turning point in their lives—the crucial moment for scoring.

The monthly elimination rounds are divided into five rating levels: S, A, b, c, and d.

S-level and A-level students successfully advanced. B, C, and D will face the final live audience vote and will have a three-minute chance to save themselves. If the live audience votes are more than half after the performance, they can stay; otherwise, they will have to leave the stage of "National Little Prince".

Without any suspense, Xiao Wu, Xiao Feng, and Xiao Gu, the three favorites to win the championship, directly advanced to the next round as S-level contestants.

After watching this scene from the high platform, Han Fei turned around and sat back down on the sofa. Han Li handed him a cup of Shuangwaiwai (a popular Chinese beverage).

Han Li bit the straw: "This is so delicious!"

Han Fei nodded: "It can cure depression, drink more."

Since singing "Tears Behind Bars" last time, Han Li has been unable to sleep at night, saw a psychologist, and was diagnosed with mild depression.

"It has this effect too? Then I'll have to drink more!" Han Li snatched the Shuangwaiwai (a type of sweet drink) that he had just handed to Han Fei back.

Han Fei: "..."

Han Li took out a map of China, showing that Han's products were being rapidly put on the shelves, with red dots indicating the geographical locations they had already occupied.

Han Li's goal is to make Han's products conquer the taste buds of all Chinese people.

Han Fei glanced at him and shook his head: "Xiao Li, are you scared out of your wits? Is your ambition just to conquer the Dragon Kingdom with food?"

"I still remember what you said to me the first time you ate the meat buns I made. Back then, you wanted to conquer the world with your food!"

Han Li lowered his eyes and took a drag of his Shuangwaiwai (a type of Chinese snack): "They won't let us grow bigger and stronger. Once we exceed what they can handle, they'll come after us! We've already tried the overseas route, and it failed."

Han Fei crossed his legs, leaned back on the sofa, and said with a deep look in his eyes, "Do I look like the kind of person who would just swallow a loss? Since they've already attacked us, we must fight back! They caused me to lose a group of companies and declare bankruptcy overseas, so I'll make them pay the same price!"

"Brother Han, let's just forget about it. How are we supposed to fight back? They're financial tycoons who have already swallowed up countless listed companies! They're incredibly powerful, with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles. We can't possibly win!"

"Even if I'm not strong enough now, one day I will avenge you with interest. It won't be in vain that you call me 'Big Brother'."