The smile on Jiang Miaomiao's face disappeared instantly.
"I can only cast the net, not kill the fish!"
Ji Xi: "I can make dumplings. When my mother was running a breakfast cart, I often helped her make dumplings, but I don't know how to handle crabs."
Shen Fangli looked at her two very useful companions, then looked at her own hands: “I… I can wash vegetables?”
Ji Xi comforted her: "Washing vegetables is also hard work, but it's better than doing nothing and just sitting there waiting for food."
Feast·Just sitting there waiting to eat·First Jue: “???”
I always feel like I'm being implied. Is it his illusion?
He raised his chin proudly: "What a bunch of stupid two-legged beasts, they can't even make crab roe buns."
"Well, I can be merciful and lend you my chef."
Ji Xi immediately confirmed with him seriously: "Are you lending it to us for free?"
Yan Xianjue glanced at him and said, "What sweet dream are you having?"
Shen Fangli: “I knew it!!!”
“Spending money is called hiring, not borrowing!!!”
Yan Xianjue casually waved his hands twice: "Oh, that's about it."
Chen Fangli: "It's obviously a big difference, okay? Don't just use your Chinese score of over 130 points to play word games with us!"
"What the hell, Master Duo? Am I blind?"
"Maybe he's deaf."
"Where's the bad student?! I still clearly remember the famous scene where Shen Fangli and Ji Xi gave him extra lessons."
"A fellow student quietly asks, who told you guys that?"
"He's a +1 from the same school. He only has low grades in physics, but he still consistently ranks in the top 100 or 200. His other subjects are definitely good."
"That seems to make sense..."
"So I've been stereotyping all along?"
*
Ji Xi and Jiang Miaomiao didn't care about the score. They only cared about one thing: "How much does a chef make per day?"
Yan Xianjue looked at them in surprise.
Because according to the script Lei Xuan gave him, they would think it was too expensive and then look up guides online to do it themselves.
But it's not a big problem.
He casually replied, "Three hundred a day."
Shen Fangli muttered, why didn’t he just rob three hundred a day.
But they didn't refuse outright, and the three of them got together to discuss it for a while.
In the end, the three people agreed that this money was more cost-effective than rent.
Not to mention saving cooking time.
For example, among the three of them, not one can really cook.
It would be a shame if the food we worked so hard to get was spoiled.
They sent Ji Xi out to negotiate with Yan Xianjue: "We want to hire a chef, but we want to test the chef's cooking skills first."
Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows: "So, you want to?"
Ji Xi: "So can we ask the chef to cook a meal for everyone to try tonight?"
As Lei Xuan kept shaking his head to remind him, Yan Xianjue nodded and agreed: "Okay."
Lei Xuan: “…”
"I'm the director...Ask me if I agree..."
Several people at the scene simply chose to ignore his words.
There's only barrage, hahahaha.
"Hahahahahaha, Lei Xuan: I'm such a shameless director!"
"This is hilarious! Things have changed, and now it's the director's turn to persecute him."
"I get it! This show should be called No One Survives."
"No, there is still one. I think Yan Xianjue will have the last laugh."
"How did you come to this conclusion?"
"I can't usually scold or beat my master at home, so it doesn't feel out of place to bring it in."
"...The sense of déjà vu is too strong. How did you know my cat was riding on my head? Please remove the camera installed in my house. Thank you."
*
After the issues of food and accommodation were discussed, the few of them planned to set off directly to earn money for tonight's food.
Yan Xianjue also put away the fan in his hand and stood up: "Then let's go."
Shen Fangli was surprised: "Are you going with us?"
Yan Xianjue: “??? What else?”
"I'm one of the guests too."
Shen Fangli complained: "I really didn't realize that you were in the same group with us."
Jiang Miaomiao said seriously: "This is normal. After all, the basic contradiction between landlords and farmers is the exploitation and being exploited, which is exactly the same as what we are experiencing now."
Shen Fangli nodded thoughtfully: "So you are going to be a supervisor?"
Yan Xianjue tapped her on the head with his fan: "What are you talking about?"
He grabbed the surfboard at the door. "Of course I'm going surfing."
"For things like supervision, wouldn't it be enough to have cameras?"
Shen Fangli: “…It’s better to be a supervisor.”
*
An hour later, Shen Fangli discovered that she might have the talent to be a prophet.
Look at Yan Xianjue who is having fun riding the wind and waves next door.
Then he looked down at the tiny fish as long as a finger in their fishing net.
The three of them fell silent at the same time.
Shen Fangli proposed a hypothesis: "Do you think a chef who earns 300 yuan a day can cook without rice?"
Ji Xi: “…I don’t think so.”
Jiang Miaomiao looked at the sky and said, "Why don't we take the bus back to my house for dinner?"
Shen Fangli: "What about Yan Xianjue?"
"Let him starve." Ji Xi said indifferently.
Lei Xuan: "Is there a possibility...that I'm still here?"
"Are you still watching the live broadcast?"
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