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(1) Chaotic kitchen
"I never expected that in the blink of an eye, the company we founded just to make a living would grow to its current size. Everyone has really worked hard over the years."
"But we at Yi Zheng Entertainment have come this far thanks to our fans who have been with us and supported us from the beginning."
Yangyang, whose hair was slightly gray, sighed as he spoke, unable to hide his emotion.
"Wingbridge Media is about to be established for 10 years. The boss also told me that we should organize a small thank you party to thank the fans. I asked everyone to come here today so that we can hurry up and decide on the theme of the thank you party."
"Although our fans never ask too much of us, we can't really not prepare anything. I asked the logistics department to write a few notes and put them in this lottery bucket."
"In a moment, we will decide the winner by rock-paper-scissors. Then the winner will represent all of us and draw an item from the slip of paper as the main itinerary for our reward party."
After Yang Yang finished speaking, Qiao Yi Qiao spoke slowly.
"If everyone has no objection, we can start the game of rock-paper-scissors now."
As he spoke, he pushed the lottery bucket to the center of the conference table.
Everyone stared with a solemn look and attacked at the same time.
The result of the first round was quickly decided, and the losers stepped back to leave space for the winners.
After another round of bloody battle, Xiao He, as if blessed with luck, finally passed all the levels and stood in front of the lottery bucket representing everyone.
"Xiao He, you have to find a schedule that will be worthy of your fans."
As Shi Ran whispered, everyone's extremely solemn gazes fell on Xiao He's hand.
When he was groping inside with his eyes closed, he felt as if his palms were pressed down by a tremendous force, forcing the veins on his forehead to bulge.
Just when the sweat was about to drip down Xiao He's chin, Qiao Yi Qiao, who couldn't bear such poor acting skills, pinched his eyebrows heavily.
"…This is in the conference room, not on the set! He Rongyao, hurry up!"
"I'm sorry, Brother Qiao, I just want to highlight the importance of this matter..."
The next second, Xiao He smiled and quickly pulled out the selected note.
Everyone quickly gathered around it and looked down at it.
There were only a few big words written on the note: "Everyone should cook a dish for the fans."
"I thought logistics would give us some problems?"
"Tsk - how difficult is it to cook a dish?"
When everyone saw the tasks assigned on the note, boos echoed throughout the conference room.
Even Qiao Yiqiao, who seldom underestimated his enemies, shook his head in disdain and complained secretly.
"The logistics department really underestimates us. How difficult is it to cook?"
After the meeting, maybe it was because everyone held the attitude of “You’ve never eaten pork, but you’ve seen a pig run?”, but everyone spontaneously maintained a mysterious confidence that they could easily master the small matter of cooking.
The one who believes in his cooking skills the most is Qiao Yiqiao, who has seen his father cook with such ease and confidence, so he is very sure that his cooking skills will not be bad either.
His rotten meat noodles are the trump card among trump cards!
Qiao Yi Qiao's confidence indirectly influenced others, so before the thank-you party began, no one remembered that they still needed to do homework.
In response to this, the logistics aunt who had reminded them several times snorted and said: Anyone who is blindly confident in their cooking skills will be punished by the Kitchen God!
On the day of the thank-you party, the staff of Yizheng Entertainment took them to the kitchen of a farm house early in the morning.
When they entered, they all looked heroic and their clothes were full of vigor;
But when they lifted the curtain and stepped into the absolute territory that belonged only to people with superb cooking skills, they heard extremely sad screams.
"How come this chopping board breaks when I cut it?!"
"Why is there a live chicken in the kitchen? Lao Li, ah——it's pecking at me, hit it!!!"
"Shut up, I'm not a veterinarian! Wait, the fire in the stove is coming out, my clothes--"
"Is there anyone coming to help? Are we really the only ones here?"
"Xiao He, didn't you say you were really good at cooking?"
Faced with the wailing, the logistics aunt calmly took out earplugs from her bag, completely ignoring the chaos in the kitchen.
"Boss, please show me the way... Where should we start from?"
Xiao He, who failed to light the fire and was scratched by a wild cat that jumped out from the stove, walked to Qiao Yi Qiao with a bitter face and was about to cry.
“Ahem…”
Qiao Yi Qiao, who was struggling with a piece of pork belly that wouldn't peel off, looked up when he heard the sound and almost laughed out loud at Xiao He's gray and red face.
But in order not to affect morale, Qiao Yi Qiao suppressed the smile that was about to come to his lips, secretly pressed his twitching abdominal muscles, and answered reluctantly.
"Cooking requires fire, so let's light the fire first."
"Then we can cook the soup first and pour it into the thermos while others prepare the dishes."
Qiao Yi Qiao's order helped everyone sort out their thoughts, and subsequent actions became much more efficient and smooth.
After seeing the messy kitchen finally start to function, even the fans watching the live broadcast couldn't help but leave comments of praise.
"Big brother is really awesome. He has taken control of the overall situation in one go."
"Hahaha, I thought they were going to make a fool of themselves for a while, but I didn't expect them to figure it out so quickly..."
However, movie fans overestimated them after all.
At least, they cannot withstand the test of the kitchen when they are in it.
The people on the left who were in charge of making the soup started to light the stove as soon as they read the first line of the recipe. In order to speed up the process, they brought all the onions, ginger and other ingredients in the kitchen to the stove without caring whether others would need them.
Comrade Li Wei, who was standing in front of the noodle counter, thought that the noodles could be colored by boiling the cabbage in water, so he just threw the whole cabbage in.
When he opened the lid of the pot again, there was a whole pot of blue cabbage soup that was so blue that it made people feel uneasy...
The fans watching the live broadcast were laughing so hard that some of them almost couldn't breathe.
Just when the live broadcast room was filled with joyful laughter, the operations sister smiled slightly and gently typed out a barrage.
"This is a thank you banquet that we, Yi Zheng Entertainment, specially prepared for everyone, so all the food they will prepare later will be the food that we will share with everyone on the scene."
The air suddenly froze.
"Wait! Since we're sharing it together, can we go in and help? I'll fly over right away carrying the car!"
"If I were to eat this, I would be a fan of ten years and turn against you!"
"Hahaha, I feel so sorry for the sisters who have to go to the scene..."
"I sell insurance, you can contact me if you need anything!"
"I've never been so grateful that I wasn't chosen in the lottery..."
Human beings do not share the same joys and sorrows.
Amid the fans' passionate rebuttals, the corners of Liu Chong's mouth from the operations team rose higher and higher.
"Sorry, no. This is the decision made by the boss and his team. Please wait patiently, fans~"
The vicious teacher Liu Chong and Yueyue, who finally didn't have to cook today and could only watch the show, smiled and said this, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.
Now, all they can do for Qiao Yiqiao and his team is to ask the logistics department to order another truckload of fresh vegetables for them.
What? Ask them to help? That's absolutely impossible~
He doesn't want to clean up the mess for a group of people who don't listen.
(2) The bad boys in the village
A morning passed, and this group of extremely physically strong actors were all sweating, perhaps out of tiredness or anxiety, but there was still not a single decent dish on the plates in the kitchen.
To put it bluntly, the kitchen they used looked like it had been raked by artillery fire, and it was a horrible sight.
As for the fresh vegetables that the logistics department had prepared in advance, they were "sacrificed" one after another while everyone was getting used to the kitchen.
Qiao Yiqiao held down the beating solar plexus and waved his hand: "Don't waste it!"
So, with tears in their eyes, the group of people ate up all the delicious food prepared in front of them.
The fans in the live broadcast room finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was better to let them eat than to let themselves eat.
I would rather die than let my master die.
Good, good, good.
For a moment, the kitchen was filled with frustrated sighs.
"Don't worry, everyone. The logistics department has contacted the vegetable farmers in the village and will deliver the vegetables we need in a short while."
The news brought by Yueyue temporarily calmed everyone's anxiety.
Although they were not good at cooking, these people had good habits. When they saw the messy kitchen, they began to wash all the pots and pans carefully and tidy up.
It was as if the battlefield had been cleaned up and the previous defeat could be ignored and they could start all over again.
To be honest, this fan appreciation dinner has become the biggest difficulty Yi Zheng Entertainment has encountered since its establishment.
Fortunately, Yi Zheng Entertainment has never had the habit of wasting food. Even if they cannot finish the vegetables, fruits and meat that they have ruined, they will bring them back to the company after the filming is completed and ask the company's cafeteria to help process them before eating.
Little did they know that their action of sneaking out through the back door and leaving the food outside had a different meaning in the eyes of some teenagers.
"Humph, I told you they were here to put on a show! They threw away their own bad food, and then bought some prepared food from others to save face."
The young man with dyed yellow hair stood on the edge of the field with his hands on his waist, and spat loudly at the back kitchen of the farm stay.
The teenagers standing behind him with colorfully dyed hair followed suit and pooh-poohed in unison.
"The boss is right, they must be here to make potatoes!"
"Fool, that's called setting up a character."
The young man who was called the boss twitched his mouth and almost rolled his eyes again.
But when he looked at the cartload of fresh vegetables he had just stopped, there was only regret in his eyes.
"Whatever they are here for, we can't let them destroy these vegetables as well."
Suddenly, the yellow-haired boy's eyes lit up and he quickly winked at the people behind him.
"Or, let's hide these dishes!"
By the time everyone had cleaned up the kitchen, half an hour had passed since the logistics department bought the vegetables and fruits.
Qiao Yi Qiao lifted the curtain, looked outside, and began to calculate the time.
The village is not big, and it only takes about an hour to walk from the east to the west.
What's more, most of the vegetable farmers have their own small carts, so the vegetables should be delivered anyway...
A bad premonition crept into Qiao Yiqiao's heart, but he dared not say it out loud.
Qiao Yi Qiao had no choice but to arrange for them to do some unimportant chores, and then took the opportunity to find the bathroom to slip away from the back kitchen.
Qiao Yiqiao had not walked far when he saw a few teenagers with colorfully dyed hair that looked like moving rainbows struggling to break free from something and walking towards the other side of the village.
When Qiao Yi Qiao rushed forward and wanted to ask them if they had seen the vegetable farmers nearby, he clearly saw the big box full of vegetables that they were dragging in their hands!
"etc!"
Qiao Yi Qiao frowned and quickly stepped forward to stop several young men.
The boys had obviously guessed his identity, and even when they were stopped they just hummed and hawed, looking as if they didn't want to look at him.
Qiao Yiqiao scratched his head but couldn't figure out when he had offended these young men, so he had to speak patiently.
"These seem to be the dishes we ordered. Can you return them to me?"
Qiao Yi Qiao had just opened his mouth when the young man who seemed to be the leader snorted with disdain.
"What if we return them to you? You won't treat them well, so we might as well drag them to the village entrance and give them to those old people who can't even afford a meal!"
When Qiao Yiqiao heard this, he understood why these teenagers rejected him.
The boy in front of him probably saw them pouring the vegetables into the insulated box and mistakenly thought they were wasting food.
Qiao Yiqiao showed more patience towards this group of young people who were dressed strangely but were still simple and kind, and explained with a smile.
"We are very sorry for wasting those vegetables before, but my friends and I have no experience in cooking, so there will be some unavoidable losses, but we will eat them all and ensure that there will be no waste."
"Now they have started to learn the cooking tutorial. As long as you give us this batch of dishes, we will carefully and carefully make them into delicious dishes, and not waste a single bit."
"Then...what about those you have already wasted?!"
Seeing Qiao Yiqiao's sincere attitude, the young man finally let go of his nostrils that were pointed toward the sky.
"We will bring back the fruits and vegetables that we lose and hand them over to our cafeteria for disposal. Don't worry, as long as they are edible, we will not waste even a single bit."
"Boss... he, he's quite sincere in what he said..."
"Didn't I tell you? People in the city are very cunning, and these celebrities are all full of bad intentions. Don't be fooled by them!"
The alert boy whispered to his companion, but his words did not escape Qiao Yiqiao's ears.
Qiao Yi Qiao knew that if he couldn't convince the young man, today's trip would be completely delayed.
He looked at the young man with obvious calluses on his palms and knuckles, and suddenly came up with a good idea to kill two birds with one stone.
Qiao Yiqiao smiled politely at the young man.
"Excuse me, can you cook?"
The young man pursed his lips, as if Qiao Yiqiao's words had aroused some resentment.
"If you still can't cook at your age, you would have starved to death in this village!"
"That's great! If you want, you can go to our recording site and have a look now."
"If you are willing to help, I can pay you some corresponding compensation; and you can also see how we deal with those fruits and vegetables, how about it?"
Qiao Yi Qiao swept his gentle gaze across the faces of several people, but the young men's responses were unexpectedly firm.
"We only listen to our boss!"
For a moment, everyone's eyes were on the yellow-haired boy.
The boy hesitated for a while and nodded slightly.
"Can."
(3) One plus one is greater than two
Although these young men cannot be called god-given soldiers in the kitchen, they all have at least five or six years of cooking experience, and their understanding of fruits and vegetables is far better than that of Qiao Yi Qiao and his team.
As soon as the boys followed Qiao Yi Qiao into the kitchen, they just took a quick look at the things in the kitchen and then began to give clear instructions to the people in each position on how to act.
"Those with great strength pull the bellows, those with keen observation skills fill the stove with fire, and those who do the cooking carefully break open the leaves of the green leafy vegetables and clean the roots..."
"Everyone said to follow their instructions. These young masters are much more experienced than us."
After Qiao Yi Qiao spoke, the actors of Yi Qiao Media also followed the instructions of the teenagers.
The young master's words also made the young men look happy, and they started to work harder to give suggestions.
However, even if they do whatever the teenagers say, there are always some common sense about cooking in the kitchen that the actors have never known.
For example, when frying raw meat, you need to put it in cold water, and the skin on the pig's trotter needs to be burned with charcoal or a torch, and then the burnt part needs to be scraped off with a kitchen knife before it can be used to stew soup...
As he watched the pieces of ginger being smashed and thrown into the pot, the yellow-haired boy Ah Xing finally realized that not only could they not cook, they didn't even have the basic knowledge of cooking. His sighs became more and more frequent.
When the whole piece of pork belly leaf and the pig's trotter were put into the boiling water, Ah Xing, who was just giving instructions, couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
He grabbed the ladle and colander on the stove, angrily fished out all the meat that had just been thrown in, replaced it with a pot of cold water, and then handed the control of the place back to Cheng Tiantian, who looked confused and had no idea where she had done wrong.
"...I now believe that you are not putting on a show. No one can put on a show so realistically."
Ah Xing turned around and complained to Qiao Yi Qiao, then rolled up his sleeves and stood next to the desk.
Two heavy kitchen knives flew up and down in his hands, and the whole cabbage was soon cut into distinct shreds.
With an expressionless face, Ah Xing assigned tasks to the people nearby again like a robot.
"The tall guy over there, take a bowl of white flour and a bowl of yellow flour, and add one and a half bowls of water."
"The one wearing red, come here, mix the vegetables I cut with the flour, beat two eggs into the mixture, and add about a spoonful of salt."
"The one who is watching over the electric griddle, turn on the power switch now, then apply rapeseed oil on both sides of the pan, and turn the heat to low when it starts to smoke slightly..."
Ah Xing's arrangements were clear and organized, and those who originally didn't know what to do quickly found their positions.
In just a few minutes, the noisy and chaotic kitchen was restored to regularity and order.
When Qiao Yi Qiao looked at Ah Xing, a hint of admiration appeared in his eyes.
After he arranged everyone's positions, Ah Xing breathed a sigh of relief as if he had escaped death. But he didn't expect that his mission was far from complete.
Because he only taught them how to deal with dead things, but he didn't teach them how to deal with a hen.
When he returned to the kitchen, Qiao Yi Qiao, who helped kill the chicken, had already been "sacrificed" with a scar.
If silence could make a sound, then Ah Xing's mood at this moment would surely make them understand what deafening means.
Seeing Qiao Yi Qiao casually pull out a piece of paper and roll it up on the wound, not paying any attention to the blood that was gradually seeping out, Ah Xing was even more speechless.
He glanced at Qiao Yi Qiao and with a helpless look on his face took out a piece of madder that could be used to stop bleeding.
Ah Xing walked up to Qiao Yi Qiao in silence, tore off the soaked toilet paper, applied crushed madder on Qiao Yi Qiao's wound, and then bandaged it carefully.
"Don't soak your hands in water. If there is any work that requires washing, just call me."
Ah Xing's voice was so low that perhaps only Qiao Yi Qiao, who was standing very close to him, could hear it clearly.
But the boy's obviously relaxed attitude was easily captured by other boys who came to help. The originally somewhat stiff atmosphere became relaxed and harmonious after he bandaged Qiao Yiqiao.
Young people who have been around these fruits and vegetables since childhood know very well how to cook them.
The actors, who had good comprehension abilities, were able to easily master these dishes, which they were not only unfamiliar with but had only seen a few times, under the guidance of the teenagers.
With the guidance of the "experts", this dinner, which was extremely difficult for the actors of Yi Zheng Entertainment, was finally successfully completed after a busy afternoon.
The fans who had been waiting outside for a long time did not feel dissatisfied because the preparations took too long. Instead, they were moved by the dishes that the actors had prepared for them with all their efforts.
During the thank-you party, many fans noticed the young people who came to help.
Movie fans did not question whether the boys were "good kids" because of their strange costumes. Instead, they frequently picked food for them.
Because they had seen the shining points of the teenagers in the live broadcast this afternoon. Moreover, in a sense, these people were their saviors!
For a moment, the campus under the stars was extremely lively.
Xiao He looked at the fans who were eating with relish and wanted to say something touching, but the fans waved their hands and said, "Okay, no need."
We are all fans of Yi Zheng Entertainment and we already know what kind of personalities these people have.
I'm afraid that everything I want to say and should say is already contained in these dishes that have been cut so neatly.
What's more, the food is really good.
Don't disturb them from eating.
When Qiao Yi Qiao saw his fans like this, he couldn't help but smile.
He had always heard a saying before, "Fans follow the master."
Although they are not fans, they feel that what they said makes sense at this moment.
His fans are just as pragmatic as they are.
Therefore, Qiao Yi Qiao did not bother to say anything nice, but enthusiastically served more food and soup to his fans.
He was originally a person who didn't have enough food to eat. When he was a child, no one ate with him.
But now, not only the brothers of Yizheng Entertainment can eat their fill, but the fans can also eat well.
A surge of heat surged in Qiao Yiqiao's heart, hotter than the hot oil in the pot used to make sweet and sour pork.
He looked up and saw a sky full of stars.
"Thank you everyone," Qiao Yiqiao said seriously near the end, "May the starlight and delicious food be with you forever."
At midnight, the reward party finally ended.
After properly settling the fans, Qiao Yi Qiao found Ah Xing who was sitting next to the ridge of the field.
Qiao Yi Qiao brought a bowl of soup that he had cooked himself, and placed the movie tickets that he had asked the logistics department to bring back on the ridge of the field.
"Thank you for helping us today. As for me...I don't know how to thank you, so I'll just get you some movie tickets first."
"When you and your friends are free, you can go to the city to watch our movie. If you want to visit our company after watching it, I'm always welcome to do so."
When Qiao Yi Qiao looked at him, he felt like he saw the people from their Xicui Gang more than ten years ago.
Life is really wonderful.
"Really?!"
Ah Xing, who was swinging her legs and looking at the sky, her eyes lit up when she heard that she could go into the city.
As if he was afraid that Qiao Yiqiao would go back on his word, he hurriedly stuffed the stack of movie tickets into his pocket, smiling so hard that his fangs were exposed.
The movie seemed like a pretty good idea, so he went to see it.
Will this make you fall in love with movies?
Ah Xing doesn’t know either.
But he knew that meeting this group of people was like turning on a delicate gear.
It made his life a little different.
But when he picked up the bowl of thick soup, there seemed to be some hesitation in his slightly lowered eyes.
Qiao Yiqiao thought to himself, "Could it be that I didn't give him enough movie tickets? Or is he worried about something else?"
After hesitating for a long time, Qiao Yi Qiao asked in a low voice.
"Do you have something to say to me? There's no one else here right now, just say whatever you want to say, it's okay."
"Really?"
"Then... that's what I said."
Ah Xing put down the soup bowl, looked at the wheat fields in the distance, sighed deeply, and then sighed in an extremely melancholy tone.
"Brother, it seems you put sugar into the soup instead of salt again..."
"Why don't you just focus on filming and not go into the kitchen..."
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