After packing their luggage, the director called everyone downstairs.
The program team will give them 10,000 yuan in start-up capital and appoint Mu Hua as the manager of [Beibei Restaurant].
Over the next two months, the four groups of guests will work together under Mu Hua's guidance to run this private restaurant converted from a Western-style building. The live stream will feature their daily operations in running the restaurant.
"Excuse me, Manager Mu Hua, could you please come and collect the start-up capital?" Director Kang smiled and handed Mu Hua a large envelope containing money.
Mu Hua stepped forward and accepted the envelope with both hands.
Director Kang then gestured for him to open the envelope and take a look.
Mu Hua opened the envelope, inside which, in addition to 10,000 yuan in cash, there was also a task card.
He cleared his throat and read out the mission in his deep, resonant voice.
"Welcome to the wonderful business journey of the second season of Beibei Restaurant. In the coming week, your challenge is to achieve a total weekly revenue of 70,000 yuan. At that time, you will receive a mission completion reward and unlock the second mission mode."
As soon as Mu Hua finished speaking, the adults were fine, but the three children all opened their mouths wide, their faces showing surprise.
The little princess thought for a moment and protested softly, "Isn't 70,000 yuan too much? Can it be less? Please."
"Yes, there are a lot." Lele nodded, answering her sister's question.
Little Shu clenched her little fists, stared with her round little eyes, and raised her two eyebrows, her expression serious as if facing a formidable enemy.
Viewers in the live stream were completely charmed by the children.
[Think about it, let me tell you something secretly: this princess dress you're wearing is worth 23,000, the crystal crown on your head is worth 290,000, and the little lambskin shoes with bows are worth 58,000. Your entire outfit is close to 400,000. Guess if it's a little over 70,000?]
Wow, the world of the rich is so extravagant! Just imagine, their entire outfit could buy half of my house.
【That's because you didn't see Qiao Lele's computer. I sneaked a peek while I was packing, and it's all top-of-the-line.】
[A few kids with net worths in the hundreds of billions are seriously studying how 70,000 is too much; it's so cute.]
"Then the rest of the time is in your hands." Director Kang held up his fingers and made a greasy heart shape with his hands.
"See you on our next mission."
After Director Kang left, Mu Hua invited everyone to sit down at the dining table.
He placed the ten thousand yuan on the dining table, clasped his well-defined fingers together, and spoke crisply and decisively.
"Let's have a brief meeting. As you just heard, our task is to turn 10,000 yuan of start-up capital into 70,000 yuan. Apart from Teacher Ni, who is a professional, the rest of us are probably just like me, completely clueless about opening a restaurant. We're not familiar with the business, and the task is heavy, so from now on, everyone needs to get into work mode and not slack off."
After speaking, Mu Hua looked at the several adorable little dumplings with their big, blinking eyes.
"You guys also have to do tasks."
Little Shu immediately stood up from her seat, sticking out her little belly, and gave her father a very poorly executed military salute.
"I guarantee I will complete the mission."
Looking at his son's silly expression, Mu Hua asked with doting eyes, "Do you know what the mission is?"
Little Book touched its little belly shyly, "Oh dear, I forgot, I really don't know."
Mu Hua smiled and pressed the small book down.
"Then I'll just briefly assign tasks. Teacher Ni is a professional, so you'll definitely be in charge of the kitchen."
Ni An smiled warmly and said, "Okay."
“We need another person in the kitchen.” Mu Hua’s gaze lingered on Xia Qingye and Du Xiaoruo, as if he was considering which of the two was more suitable for the kitchen.
Du Xiaoruo was a little nervous. Her thumb, which was under the table, traced back and forth on the pad of her index finger. She really wanted to offer to work in the kitchen, but with so many people around and a live broadcast in progress, she was afraid that making such a request would seem too pretentious.
Mu Hua's gaze finally settled on Du Xiaoruo's shoulder.
"Xiaoruo, how is it working with Ni An in the kitchen?"
Du Xiaoruo felt a little excited inside, but on the surface she still maintained a cautious demeanor. "I can."
Mu Hua seemed to sense her unease and gave her an encouraging smile. He then turned to Xia Qing and said...
"Qingye, you and I will be in charge of the front of house. Xiaoruo is a bit introverted, so she should be more suitable for the kitchen. Do you have any objections?"
"I'm fine with anything, Brother Hua."
Xia Qing immediately smiled in agreement. She had also felt that the work in the kitchen was too strenuous, and working in the front of the house while still looking beautiful was exactly what she wanted.
Du Xiaoruo stared at a small burn mark on the solid wood dining table and thought to herself, "No wonder he's the male lead; his observation and execution skills are so high."
Thinking of Mu Hua as the male lead, Du Xiaoruo thought of Xia Qing as the female lead. Thinking of this, she remembered Qiao Qingchuan's affair, and Xia Qing was still kept in the dark.
How can she bring herself to tell Xia Qingye that Qiao Qingchuan is cheating on her? And she doesn't have any evidence, so why should Xia Qingye believe her?
"This is so difficult," Du Xiaoruo thought to herself.
"Daddy, what should we do?" Xiao Shu raised her chubby little hand, which looked like a lotus root, indicating that she wanted to speak.
Mu Hua pointed to a small tea cabinet next to the cashier.
"How about three children take charge of the tea cabinet here and serve drinks to the guests?"
Think about it, tilting your head and frowning anxiously. "But the tea will be very hot. We children can't touch dangerous things."
Mu Hua gently tossed the question back to them, "This is something you need to think about yourselves, it doesn't have to be tea, use your little brains."
In the live stream room,
[The director really knows how to organize things. Compared to the previous season where parents and children were all scrambling together, letting the children independently manage an area is fantastic. It makes things much easier for parents, and the children get valuable experience.]
Let me guess, Little Book probably sneaks a drink.
[Hahaha, politely: Do you have a small book?]
The production team provided basic tables, chairs, benches, kitchen utensils, and tableware for the restaurant, but the ingredients and seasonings had to be purchased by the participants themselves.
After assigning tasks, Mu Hua and Ni An went to the market to buy ingredients, leaving only Xia Qingye and Du Xiaoruo's families in the restaurant.
Xia Qing also went to the kitchen for a while, then walked back to the front hall, frowning and complaining.
"The kitchen is a mess."
Du Xiaoruo brought out several large plastic mesh boxes from somewhere. Ignoring Xia Qingye's words, she carried the boxes into the kitchen.
In the real world, Du Xiaoruo went to France at the age of 16, but it wasn't the kind of second-generation rich kids who went abroad to get a prestigious education. She couldn't stay in China anymore, so her aunt, who was raising her, used all her savings to send her abroad.
For a long time while abroad, Du Xiaoruo worked part-time to support herself. She worked in both Chinese and Western restaurants and dessert shops, so these kitchen chores were something she was used to doing.
Qiao Lele saw Du Xiaoruo enter the kitchen, so he followed her in.
He stared wide-eyed, awkwardly standing to the side watching Du Xiaoruo bustling around, wanting to help several times but not knowing where to start.
Du Xiaoruo first picked up the messy seasonings on the kitchen counter and put them into the large basket she had brought in, before noticing Qiao Lele, who had been standing in the corner as if being punished.
"Xiao Le, do you need help?" Du Xiaoruo asked tentatively.
She felt that Qiao Lele was standing there awkwardly, but she wasn't sure if he wanted to do anything, so she tentatively asked for his opinion first.
Qiao Lele had been feeling incredibly awkward standing there for a while, so she quickly nodded.
Du Xiaoruo looked around, thinking of arranging some simple and easy tasks for Qiao Lele.
"Find a small basin, mix baking soda and water in a 1:100 ratio, then put the solution into the steamer and steam for 10 minutes. After that, turn on the self-cleaning mode to clean the steamer. Is that okay?"
Qiao Lele, “...?”
Du Xiaoruo spoke entirely in Chinese, but Qiao Lele couldn't understand a word she said. What is baking soda? Where is it? What is a steam oven? What is self-cleaning mode?
Seeing Qiao Lele awkwardly scratching her head, looking completely bewildered, Du Xiaoruo suddenly remembered what Mrs. Huang had said in the Evening Star Café on the day she first transmigrated.
Children from such families will never need to be involved in these kinds of things in their entire lives, as long as their families don't go bankrupt.
When Du Xiaoruo was the same age as Qiao Lele, she could already cook simple meals by herself using a small stool to stand on.
Returning to the familiar kitchen always brings back memories of the past. Du Xiaoru shook her head, called Qiao Lele over, and pointed out each item to him: what baking soda was, what a steamer was.
In the live stream room,
[Xiaoruo is so sweet. If I were as useless as Qiao Lele, my mom would have given me two big diapers long ago.]
To be fair, being a stepmother in a wealthy family isn't easy. Even if Du Xiaoruo was unwilling, she wouldn't show it.
[I really didn't see any sign of Du Xiaoruo being unwilling. She was really patient, and seemed to have a very good personality.]
Qiao Lele's big eyes sparkled. Guided by Du Xiaoruo, he seemed to have discovered a new world and asked curiously,
"So the steamed crab I ate was steamed in this steamer?"
Du Xiaoruo smiled and said, "You can also use this to steam it."
Qiao Lele stared intently at the large steamer, "Wow, amazing!"
Having been here for so many days, this was the first time Du Xiaoruo had seen Qiao Lele so clearly happy. Children's simple happiness is very contagious, and Du Xiaoruo's lips unconsciously curled into a smile.
At that moment, a scream suddenly came from the hall outside, followed by a loud crash as something heavy fell to the ground.
Du Xiaoruo and Qiao Lele exchanged a glance, quickly put down their work, and ran out.
After Du Xiaoruo started working in the kitchen, Xia Qing also felt that she should find something to do.
She first looked up how to clean a restaurant online and found that the first step in cleaning a restaurant is to put the chairs on the table so that the floor can be cleaned more easily.
So Xia Qing also laid a silk scarf on the stairs and let Qiao Yun sit on it to rest. Then she went back to the hall and laboriously moved all the stools to the dining table and stacked them up.
But the dining chairs were stacked too high, and they suddenly fell over, scaring Xia Qing and Xiang Xiang so much that they screamed.
Du Xiaoruo's expression was indescribable when she saw the chairs scattered all over the floor.
Xia Qing, clutching her chest, explained, still shaken.
"The internet says to put the dining chairs on the table, but I only put these few on and they all fell over."
Du Xiaoruo sighed inwardly. It was already outrageous enough that Qiao Lele didn't recognize a steam oven, but she didn't expect that Miss Xia was also so detached from worldly affairs.
She walked over, picked up the chair that had fallen to the ground, and demonstrated to Xia Qing what it meant to "pile the chair on the table".
It involves turning the chair upside down and placing it securely on the table. And, importantly, only one chair can be placed in one spot; stacking too many will cause them to fall over.
"Oh, I see. Xiaoruo, you're amazing." Xia Qing's beautiful eyes also revealed an innocence beyond her years.
Du Xiaoruo wanted to suggest that if she couldn't read the text, she should look at the picture or video tutorials, but she pursed her lips and swallowed her words.
Her relationship with Xia Qingye didn't seem to be close enough for them to talk like that.
"Think about it, let's call Dad and tell him." Xia Qing sat down on the steps next to Xiangxiang, took out her phone and dialed Qiao Qingchuan's video call.
"Honey."
The call was answered quickly, and Xia Qing pouted and acted coquettishly.
"I was so scared just now! Let me tell you, it was hilarious. I was looking up how to clean a restaurant, and I ended up smashing all the chairs. Luckily, they didn't break, or I would have been in big trouble."
Qiao Qingchuan's voice sounded concerned, "Are you alright? Are you hurt?"
"No, I was just scared."
"Alright, alright, don't be afraid anymore. If you really can't get used to it, just come back. Don't force yourself, honey. The most important thing is that you're happy."
Viewers in the live stream were practically showered with PDA, sitting right at home; the chat was filled with people howling about it.
Wow~~~ These two have been married for seven years, right? How come they're still so sweet together?
Does the seven-year itch not exist in wealthy families?
[What often overshadows romance is the mundane realities of life, like money and household expenses. Wealthy families don't have to worry about these things, which is probably why their love can last so long, right?]
Although I was caught off guard by this display of affection, Qiao Xia's marriage has made me believe that marriages in wealthy families don't always involve arranged unions.
I used to be a fan of Xia Qingye. Although she retired after getting married, I still wish her all the best and hope she continues to be happy.
Standing at the kitchen door, Du Xiaoruo overheard Qiao Qingchuan and Xia Qingye's conversation and felt as if she were being pricked by thorns.
If she hadn't witnessed it with her own eyes yesterday, she wouldn't have believed that the man who was now whispering sweet nothings to Xia Qing was so passionately kissing another woman last night.
Seeing that Xia Qing had also been deceived, Du Xiaoruo was furious and wanted to let Xia Qing know the truth as soon as possible.
After cleaning out the kitchen countertop, Mu Hua and Ni An returned with their shopping.
The midday sun was scorching hot. Mu Hua and Ni An were carrying large and small bags, and both of them were flushed from the heat.
Mu Hua was carrying a chubby little boy on her shoulder. Xiao Shu had fallen asleep in the car, and Mu Hua couldn't bear to wake him, so she carried him back to the villa.
He put the two large bags of groceries he was carrying on the kitchen floor and asked in a low voice,
"Xiaoruo, is there a place to rest on the first floor?" He pointed to the small lump he was carrying on his shoulder. "He's asleep. Let him sleep for a while. I don't feel comfortable leaving him upstairs."
Du Xiaoruo quickly pushed open a small door in the kitchen.
While looking for something, Du Xiaoruo noticed a small rest room. Wealthy families usually have their own chefs, and this was probably where the chefs rested.
Although the place is small, it is very clean, and there is a small window that opens outwards, facing a small grove of trees filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers.
There was no bed in the rest room, only a large rattan chair that looked a bit old.
Mu Hua carried Xiao Shu to the rattan chair and lay her down. She reached out and touched the rattan chair, as if she felt that the rattan chair was not very good, and then got up and went upstairs.
A short while later, Mu Hua strode back into the rest room.
He turned to Du Xiaoruo and said, "Xiaoruo, lend me a hand and help me pick up Xiaoshu."
Du Xiaoruo had never held such a small child before. She walked over and hurriedly picked up Xiaoshu horizontally. The little bundle was a bit heavy, but it felt warm and cozy in her arms.
Du Xiaoruo found it fascinating to discover that this was what it felt like for a child to touch when they were young.
Lele also came over and poked Xiaoshu's chubby face. As soon as she let go, a small dent appeared on Xiaoshu's face.
In the live stream room,
[I asked you to hold it for me, but I didn't let you play with it. Hurry up and bring it over so I can poke it.]
The little book's face looks so cute and chubby, it's so adorable.
Look at Du Xiaoruo and Le Zai's expressions! They look like they've discovered something amazing. It's hilarious.
While her son was being poked and prodded by others, Mu Hua spread a small blanket she had brought from upstairs onto the rattan chair, turning the originally cold rattan chair into a soft little bed.
"Here, give it to me."
Mu Hua spoke softly, took the little book and placed it on the small bed, then carefully covered the little book with a thin blanket.
After doing all this, Mu Hua gave Du Xiaoruo some more instructions.
"Xiaoruo, I'm going to the front hall to help Qingye with her work. Listen carefully here, and call me if Xiaoshu wakes up."
"Okay, sure," Du Xiaoruo quickly agreed, then turned to Qiao Lele and said...
"Xiao Le, you watch Xiao Shu. If he wakes up, go and call Uncle Mu Hua."
The adults had all gone out to do their own things, leaving only the little book fast asleep in the small room.
Lele squatted down, her big eyes fixed on the little book.
In the live stream room,
[Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter! Lezai, your comprehension is truly god-like! I told you to look, and you actually didn't move an inch!]
[Please tell me quickly, is it a network card issue? Why am I seeing a still image?]
[Don't worry, upstairs. My feed is also a still image; Lezai is indeed completely still while "reading" the book.]
Shh, everyone, keep your voices down, don't wake the succulents.
More than twenty minutes later, Xiao Shu finally opened her round little eyes.
When Lele saw that Xiaoshu had woken up, she quickly stood up and wanted to call Uncle Mu.
Xiao Shu stretched out her chubby arm and quickly grabbed Lele's arm. "Brother, my legs feel so exciting!"
"Huh?" Qiao Lele was completely shocked and repeated, "What happened to your leg?"
"It's right here," Xiao Shu pointed to her calf. "It's very stimulating, like eating popping candy."
Qiao Lele thought for a moment, then squatted down again, reaching out her soft, white little hands to rub Xiao Shu's calves, patiently comforting him.
"Is this the place? You slept for too long and your arm went numb. It'll be fine in a bit."
"Brother, you're amazing."
Little Shu's chubby face was filled with admiration. Not only was Brother Lele good-looking, but he was also very smart.
Qiao Lele was so embarrassed by his praise that her ears turned bright red.
After massaging her for a while, Lele asked, "Xiaoshu, are you feeling better?"
Xiao Shu closed her eyes and shook her head with a look of enjoyment.
Lele continued to massage his calves.
In the kitchen, Ni An was preparing lunch for everyone. Because he had spent some time buying ingredients in the morning, he made a simple noodle dish with soybean paste for lunch.
The chopped minced meat is stir-fried in a pot until fragrant. Spices and soybean paste are then poured into the pot, instantly creating a delicious and fragrant aroma.
Just a second ago, Xiao Shu was lying in bed saying her legs were too sore to move, but now, smelling the aroma of food, she sniffed, rolled off the bed, wiggled her chubby little bottom, and swung her short legs as she rushed out.
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