After a morning of hard work, when Xu Peng and Zhang Ze dragged their tired bodies back to the Mushroom House, they saw that the yard was filled with laughter and chatter. Even Chen He, who was usually busy preparing to cook, was sitting in the yard with a smile on his face, showing no intention of cooking at all.
Three people were gathered around a person under the eaves, talking about something and occasionally bursting into laughter. It seemed that a guest had arrived.
"Master, have we had some guests?"
Hearing Xu Peng's call, Chen He turned around and saw Xu Peng and Zhang Ze walking into the yard. He smiled and replied, "Oh, you're back! I haven't even started cooking yet. I was so excited that I forgot about something so important, leaving everyone hungry. My apologies!"
Xu Peng had been exhausted all morning and was starving. Hearing this, his face fell. Seeing Chen He frantically trying to start a fire, he quickly went over and said, "Master, let me do it. You go and prepare the rest."
"Alright, alright, I'll go chop the vegetables now. There are several big dishes for lunch today, Master will treat you to a good meal. You've worked hard these past two days!"
Compared to Xu Peng's starving ghost reincarnation, Zhang Ze immediately saw Fang Yang surrounded by a crowd. "President Fang, you've finally arrived! I'm exhausted from being on your variety show, and I haven't even been able to eat a decent meal. You have to make it up to me!"
"Haha, Brother Zhang, what are you saying? With Teacher Chen's skills, even eating coarse food is a pleasure. You can just cook here. When you go back tomorrow, you won't have the chance to eat it even if you want to."
Zhang Ze stared intently at Chen He, who was busy at work, and whispered to Fang Yang, "Mr. Fang, what do you think about me taking Teacher Chen to Hong Kong? With his skills, he could easily open a restaurant there and earn tens of millions a year. Wouldn't that be much better than staying here?"
Fang Yang chuckled and said, "Brother Zhang, Mr. Chen's proper profession is acting. As for cooking, it's just to improve his family's life. If you want him to sit at the stove every day, I'm afraid that's not what he wants!"
"That's good enough. With such great skills, he's unwilling to open a restaurant. He could be a full-time chef for those rich people in Hong Kong, earning tens of millions a year. He's definitely a winner in life."
"Alright, Brother Zhang, everyone has their own ideas. What you like may not be what others like. I brought you some big dishes for lunch to make up for your losses these past two days. If you don't like the food, it would be a waste of all my effort."
"That's great! I was wondering why Director Dog was being so agreeable today. Turns out he was just doing you a favor since you were coming. Sigh, honest people always seem to suffer in this world!"
It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because once he did, Huang Guang's temper flared up. "You stingy old man Huang, you planted a trap here all along! We thought you'd changed your ways, but it turns out we were too honest!"
Zhang Ze successfully quelled the fire, secretly covered his mouth and smiled, then slipped over to Chen He's side to see what good dishes were prepared for lunch. Hearing Fang Yang mention some big dishes, he wondered what they were.
Although Chen He was practicing his Iron Palm Kung Fu in the pot while wielding a shovel, Zhang Ze could still hear everything clearly as he tried to sow discord. "Teacher Zhang, you're planting a seed of sabotage in our production team. Aren't you afraid of how things will turn out?"
"Teacher Chen, what are you saying? Why don't I understand? I'm just a celebrity guest, what bad intentions could I possibly have? Didn't President Fang say he brought some fancy dishes? What are they?"
"They're being kept in a bucket, so we can't take them out to cook right now. We're too pressed for time. Let's cook them tonight. For lunch, we'll have some crayfish. It's one of my specialties. We'll see if you can handle the taste!"
Chen He shook his head, too lazy to bother with the mess between Zhang Ze and Huang Guang. Besides, how could someone as shrewd as Huang Guang not see through Zhang Ze's motives? He was just cooperating. For the sake of the show, Huang Guang could perform this acting skillfully without any problems!
The viewers in the live stream couldn't see the underlying meaning; they just laughed when they saw Huang Guang jumping up and down in anger. This Huang Guang was so easily amused; he got so angry at Zhang Ze's few words that he wanted to fight the director. It was really hilarious.
"Do you think the director knew Mr. Fang was coming all along, just like Zhang Ze said, so he deliberately calculated today's work as two hundred yuan, so that Mr. Fang would have a big meal when he arrived!"
"The director must have known all along. Every day, whatever kind of celebrity comes, they have to talk to the director first. Do you think just anyone can come without the director's approval?"
"So this news is confirmed. It must be because President Fang was coming, and the director went along with Huang Guang's wishes and gave him more money. Otherwise, if there were no dishes to serve, would he still be a director?"
"So you're saying that you think your victory was just something others were willing to give you? Then, could it be that Huang Guang's outburst and desire to hit someone was also part of the script?"
"How could that be? This is a live broadcast, not a pre-recorded one. It's possible to act out a script well in a short time, but to act out a whole day from morning till night, even the best acting skills can't be that natural. Do you really think you can remember all those lines? Besides, can you guarantee that everyone can remember them?"
"That makes perfect sense. They're constantly in front of the camera, so where would they find the time and energy to memorize a script? Even if they have a script, it's just an outline. The rest is all improvisation. And judging from how natural these people are, it's all based on their own performance!"
"Oh, so we've got an expert here. But I still agree with what you said. Other variety shows, even though they're edited and look pretty good, they're never this natural. Otherwise, let them do a live broadcast and I guarantee the car would flip so badly you wouldn't even be able to see the metal roof."
"Oh my, just looking at the crayfish that Teacher Chen is cooking, I can smell the aroma even through the screen, and it's spicy! My instant noodles and steamed buns are ruined, I suddenly don't want to eat them anymore. When will they make crayfish-flavored instant noodles?"
"Upstairs, are you obsessed with instant noodles? You can afford a meal of crayfish. I just ordered takeout, the same kind that Teacher Chen ordered, but I don't know when it will arrive. I think it will probably be in winter!"
"The person upstairs is so talented! I'm exactly looking for someone like you. Base salary of 20,000 yuan, plus 20% commission, and I can definitely make you live a life where you can eat crayfish freely in just one month!"
"Forget it, I'm afraid I'll get my kidneys cut off. Forget about being a crayfish free, I might even become a crayfish myself."
"What the person upstairs said is terrifying when you think about it. Such a big consequence for a bite of crayfish. Now that you mention it, the steamed bun in my mouth suddenly tastes delicious again. At least I still have my kidneys. Life is only a few decades long. It's so good to live healthily. Even if I can't eat it, at least I can watch Teacher Chen stir-fry it while eating rice. It's not a waste to give up my one-hour lunch break to stay in this live broadcast room!"
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