Chapter 9 Cooking makes me want a hug

The heavy rain outside has stopped.

Seeing that everyone had arrived, the host came out from the other side and began to explain the rules: "First of all, welcome to everyone participating in the recording of our program. For the next month or so, the village secretary and children will be living with you."

"The production team has arranged accommodations for everyone, but as for food, apart from the first day, you will need to obtain it through challenges and tasks for the next month."

After saying that, the host drew out his words: "Our production team has prepared many fun games and challenges for everyone. Now that the rain has stopped, the ingredients for today are ready in the kitchen. In order not to go hungry, please try to find a solution for lunch as soon as possible."

Jiang Keyan was stunned: "Are we supposed to cook for ourselves?"

The host smiled and said, "Yes."

...

The group looked at each other in bewilderment.

People who eat takeout and have others cook for them every day...

“I’m actually quite good at cooking,” Wen Yanyu suddenly said. “I should be fine with Chinese food. Is there anything you’d like to eat?”

All eyes were on him.

"Yay!" Jiang Keyan exclaimed as if she had seen a savior. "Baby, I want to eat spicy food!"

Jiang Wanrou also spoke up: "I'll go with Xiao Wen. I can handle simple home-cooked dishes."

Upon hearing this, everyone who was worried that Wen Yanyu wouldn't be able to handle the cooking alone and was preparing to learn how to cook together, but was also concerned about causing trouble, was completely relieved.

The rain has stopped.

Jiang Keyan rushed into the kitchen to see what dishes were prepared.

Several people followed one after another.

The camera switched to the kitchen, showing several live fish in the kitchen tank, and the comments section burst into laughter.

[Hahaha, other people keep goldfish in their fish tanks, but the TV show crew keeps koi.]

[I knew it, hahaha, this production team definitely wouldn't be that simple.]

Are you going to kill live fish?

To be honest, killing a live fish is quite a hassle if you're not experienced, haha.

[It seems the production team hasn't used the nets yet; it feels like these fish might actually survive until the end of the show.]

Jiang Keyan, looking delighted: "..."

Wen Yanyu bypassed the people blocking the kitchen door and took stock of the ingredients in the kitchen.

"I'm fine with cleaning fish. Does anyone have any dietary restrictions? If not, I'll cook fish today." Wen Yanyu said casually, quickly tying her hair up.

Several people said no.

Sang Yu noticed a packet of noodles on the cabinet, glanced quickly at Lu Mingxu who was looking at the fish, and suddenly said, "Brother Lu and I usually like to eat noodles. Could you make us two bowls of noodles separately?"

Lu Mingxu, who was looking at the fish, was taken aback and frowned.

Jiang Wanrou pulled out an apron, tied it skillfully, and handed one to Wen Yanyu.

Wen Yanyu wiped her hands, took the apron, and checked the seasonings in the kitchen. "Okay, do you have any taste preferences?"

Sang Yu glanced at the familiar sauces on the cabinet and added, "I'm allergic to peanuts, but Brother Lu really likes peanut butter. You can just put the sauces on top for Brother Mingxu. Thank you."

It wasn't troublesome. Wen Yanyu nodded casually after noting it down.

"Thank you." Sang Yu smiled and thanked her, then pulled Lu Mingxu, who was still in a daze, and turned to leave.

[An old married couple (not really).]

[Sang Yu and Lu Ge are both noodle lovers, haha, they share some similar tastes, like childhood sweethearts.]

[But one is a peanut lover, and the other is severely allergic to peanuts, hahaha.]

[Did you know Brother Lu was too embarrassed to say it, so you just said it for him? Hahaha, with a wife like this, shouldn't you be thanking God?]

[Lu's face was full of gratitude, hahaha.]

[I don't think they're even together, so why are these comments locking them up?]

[I clicked it, and the solo fans were completely stunned when they saw the comments.]

Take it or leave it.

[Please, please stop sucking our Brother Lu dry. It's really hard to comment. Brother Lu has been sullen several times today. He was just being polite to the girls and didn't say anything, but they're taking advantage of it.]

The comments section erupted again, and the director in the control room, watching the steadily rising popularity, couldn't stop smiling. Inviting these two was definitely the right choice.

The screen switched to show the kitchen.

The director's gaze lingered on Wen Yanyu's ridiculously beautiful face, and he clicked his tongue twice.

No wonder he was once an idol who debuted with a landslide victory just because of his looks; we should make good use of him.

Thinking about the other party and Fu Hanchuan's situation, the director pondered for a moment and added a detail to the subsequent challenges.

Duan Mufeng volunteered: "I'll help you out; I'll take care of catching the fish!"

Wen Yanyu turned her head slightly upon hearing this, but had not yet had a chance to respond.

Duan Mufeng had already rolled up his sleeves, looking determined to win, and walked to the water tank.

However, when Duan Mufeng peered into the tank at the lively fish, his hand suddenly stopped moving.

Several carp were jumping around in the tank, seemingly sensing something, and kept splashing water, looking fierce and scary.

Duan Mufeng gritted his teeth and reluctantly reached for the water tank.

After finally catching a fish, which kept thrashing its tail in his hand, Duan Mufeng frantically tried to control it.

[Hahaha, fighting with fish (just kidding)]

[I feel like Sister Jiang was holding back her laughter from the beginning; she looked like she was about to burst out laughing, hahaha.]

Jiang Wanrou: I'll just quietly watch you fight with the fish.

Suddenly, I find Wen Yanyu so adorable. Wearing a strawberry apron, staring blankly, haha, she looks like a quiet little bunny.

Go look at how persistent and clingy he was to Fu Hanchuan before; he's not cute at all now.

Duan Mufeng's expression gradually became distorted as he lost control of the fish in his hand.

The kitchen and the main room were not far apart, and Jiang Keyan was watching with great interest while holding a bag of potato chips.

"If you can't do it, I'll do it." Wen Yanyu tied her apron and prepared to step forward.

Upon hearing this, Duan Mufeng was instantly roused to fight. He grabbed the fish's fin and forcefully pressed the fish onto the cutting board.

"Alright, alright, I'll hold you down, you can kill me." Duan Mufeng forced a smile at the boy behind him, but still didn't dare to let go of his hands.

Jiang Wanrou, who was washing rice, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Wen Yanyu casually picked up a kitchen knife, gestured to the other person to move aside, took the fish that the man was holding down with one hand, and quickly flipped the knife with the other.

With a swift stroke of the knife, the fish on the cutting board didn't even have time to struggle before it went silent.

Duan Mufeng suddenly snapped out of his daze and saw Wen Yanyu, who was calmly and skillfully removing the scales, gutting and cleaning the fish.

The boy's movements were clean and efficient, and a fish was quickly prepared. Just as he put the fish in the basin, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked to the tank, and casually scooped up a fish.

With swift, skillful movements, a large bowl of fish was cleaned and prepared.

Wen Yanyu casually wiped her hands, turned her head to look at Duan Mufeng who was standing blankly to the side, and said, "Brother Duan, wash this pot of meat and then add some salt and mix it."

"Okay, okay." Suddenly being called "brother," Duan Mufeng couldn't help but smile. He quickly grabbed the basin and rushed to the pool.

[A saying suddenly came to mind: I've been killing fish at RT-Mart for ten years, and my heart is as cold as my fish-killing knife.]

[A cold-blooded, ruthless fish-killing machine.]

I thought he was faking it when he said he could cook, but he really can!

[Laughs, it's like the difference between me and my mom, but my mom dislikes me.]

Wen Yanyu stood in front of the stove, skillfully heating the oil in the wok and putting in the freshly chopped vegetables.

Jiang Wanrou exclaimed, "Xiao Wen, you're very skilled at cooking! Did you receive any formal training?"

Wen Yanyu was stir-frying the bok choy in the pan. When she heard the woman's question, she replied casually, "No, I always had to eat when I was little. I cooked it every day. I got used to it after cooking it so many times."

After his parents left when he was in junior high school, he had no relatives around him. If he didn't cook for himself, he wouldn't have enough money to eat out every day.

In a way, he should "thank" the bug fixer, who left him over 100,000 yuan so that he wouldn't end up homeless after losing his family.

When I was a child?

A hint of surprise flashed across Jiang Wanrou's eyes.

"I'm here, I'm here!" Duan Mufeng had already brought in the washed fish.

Jiang Wanrou swallowed her words and didn't ask any more questions.

The three of them gradually developed a tacit understanding in the kitchen, with Duan Mufeng running back and forth, passing dishes and seasonings.

A small pot of spicy boiled fish was quickly served, and Jiang Wanrou carried the dish out.

Duan Mufeng put the washed pot back on the stove, and Wen Yanyu took the noodles from the cabinet, boiled water, and put them in the pot.

Wen Yanyu stood in front of the stove, her apron tied in a bow at the back of her waist.

Her waist was gently bound by a knot, making her waist look exceptionally slender, as if she could be wrapped in someone's arms.