Chapter 31
Had breakfast.
Since the program team did not give any new tasks, everyone continued to run the teahouse as they did yesterday.
Zhu Wei walked to the cupboard where the tea leaves were kept, opened it, and found it was empty.
In a very pathetic tone, she announced the trouble of the century.
"We're out of tea!"
Bo Yiming asked doubtfully: "Is there a thief in the teahouse?"
Wen Cishu put his arm on the little monkey's shoulder and ruffled his hair: "Did the production team take it away? Are they deliberately making things difficult for us?"
Bo Yiming muttered: "Is the production team so bad?"
Rongrong was puzzled and asked quietly, "Then how do we make tea?"
Zhu Wei took out a map from the cabinet, put it in the middle of the table, and everyone gathered around.
The cute map depicts the street where the teahouse is located.
Below the map are the mission rules.
[For every two cups of tea sold, you will receive a lunch provided by the program team]
[Parents are not allowed to leave the teahouse, otherwise it will be considered a violation and they will be dragged away by the men in black~]
Chu Han calculated: "With eight of us, we need to sell at least sixteen cups of tea."
Zhou Xu quickly followed up: "Our Xiaoqi eats less, so you can eat mine."
Chu Han smiled: "The problem is that we don't have any tea leaves, not even a cup."
Zhu Wei sighed: "It's true that a good cook can't cook without rice."
Wen Cishu moved closer to the Q-version map and pointed at a few places. "Look, there are three tea shops specially marked here. Should we go get some tea first?"
Zhu Wei looked carefully and found that it was true: "But adults can't go, children must go to get it."
The four parents looked at their baby at the same time.
As the oldest brother, Bo Yiming stepped forward without hesitation: "I'll go get it, little dad."
While everyone was discussing, a female tourist asked outside the door: "Hello? Are you open?"
"It's over." Zhu Wei muttered, then turned to the customer with a smile, "I'm so sorry, although the store is open, we are not ready yet, how about you come back in half an hour?"
"Excuse me, I'm not here for tea." The tourist looked inside and asked in a low voice, "Can I use the restroom?"
"Oh." Zhu Wei did not refuse. Fearing that there was something special, she led her to the bathroom and asked in a low voice, "Do you need anything?"
The tourist smiled and shook his head: "No, thank you."
[Sister Wei is such a nice person~ Is this okay? 】
[Haha, a random passerby pops up]
In the lobby, others breathed a sigh of relief, the crisis was over.
Xingxing took the initiative to say: "Brother Yiming and I will go get the tea leaves. Let's go now."
Otherwise it feels too late.
Rongrong quickly ran to the side of brother Yiming: "I want to get it too."
Multiple people can take more.
Xiao Qi asked his father to put him down: "Xiao Qi wants to go~"
One little hand went to pull brother Yiming, and the other hand went to hold sister Rongrong.
The adults agreed, considering that the program crew’s photographer would follow and the children would not get lost.
Wen Cishu bent down and earnestly told the little monkey: "Yiming, it's okay if you don't understand the map. You can ask the uncles and aunts who run shops along the street, okay?"
"Yes!" Bo Yiming nodded vigorously, "Don't worry, little dad, wait for us to come back!"
He turned to the other two adults and said, "Uncle Zhou, Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely bring my brothers and sisters back."
"Go ahead, go ahead." Zhou Xu was not really worried about getting lost. He was more worried about having to share a meal for eight people.
The four little kids walked out hand in hand.
After a while, another tourist poked his head in.
Zhou Xu said "Ouch!" and walked over, ready to explain that there was no tea in the teahouse.
The tourist was quicker than him to point at the couplet and ask, "Hello, did the boss write the couplet? Can you write one for me?"
"Ah?" Zhou Xu hasn't reacted yet.
Wen Cishu walked forward for the first time with a breeze: "Sure, but it will cost you a fee."
He blinked at Zhou Xu.
Zhou Xu smiled and said, "Yes, a couplet of thirty-eight."
When Wen Cishu heard this, he immediately observed the tourists' reactions.
[Uncle Zhou, you answered really quickly]
[Thirty-eight is too cheap. My wife’s handwriting is so beautiful.]
[Judging from my wife’s expression, she probably thought it was too expensive and was afraid that the tourists would run away]
The tourist stepped in: "Okay, can you write it right away? I have somewhere else to go."
She had been admiring the calligraphy on the couplets, and only noticed Wen Cishu's face when she walked in. She was slightly stunned, then stepped back to look at the antique door of the teahouse, and asked in surprise: "Have I traveled through time?"
Zhou Xu was afraid that she was going to leave, so he quickly invited her in: "Haha. You didn't travel through time, it was this handsome guy who traveled through time from ancient times."
The tourist looked at Wen Cishu in shock: "Ah? There really are time travelers?"
Wen Cishu went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone: "He was joking."
There was no tea leaves in the teahouse, so Chu Han could only pour a cup of warm water.
The tourist thanked him politely.
Everyone was busy for a while, and Wen Cishu set up his position and asked politely, "Excuse me, what do you want to write?"
The tourist pointed to the door and said, "That's the one I'll choose."
Wen Cishu dipped the brush in ink and started writing immediately.
After the ink had dried a little, he rolled it up, tied his hands with a small rope and handed them to the tourists.
"Thank you." The tourist smiled, bent down and put the money on the table.
Before stepping out of the door, she turned her head to take a look at the young man in ancient costume.
[Wow, doesn’t this tourist feel amazing? 】
[My wife is really polite. She is gentle to everyone except me. Woohoo~]
Wen Cishu picked up the money and said, "What if the lunch provided by the program team is not enough? Can we still buy lunch ourselves?"
"That's right!" Zhou Xu nodded with a smile, "Very good, if a few more tourists come, we can solve our own lunch."
As he was speaking, Wen Cishu turned his head slightly and rubbed the back collar of his clothes.
He didn't know what happened, but when he woke up this morning, he felt a little itchy on the back of his neck.
I didn’t notice it during breakfast just now, but now the itching is getting more and more obvious.
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hotel.
This was the third time that Bo Tingyuan noticed Wen Cishu's slight turn of his head.
Like some slight discomfort in the back.
He sent a message to his son.
[Yiming, after you return to the teahouse, avoid the camera and ask your little dad if he feels unwell]
But Bo Yiming was busy getting tea leaves at the moment and didn't notice the new message on his watch at all.
Bo Tingyuan called Uncle Xu and asked him to ask Dr. Lin to get ready.
On the phone, Uncle Xu was startled: "What's wrong, sir?"
Bo Tingyuan looked at Wen Cishu who was frowning for the fourth time on the screen, and finally raised his hand to scratch the back of his neck.
"I'm not sure yet, it could be something wrong with my skin."
"Okay." Uncle Xu agreed.
After he hung up, he immediately knocked on the door of the adjacent guest room and said a few words to Dr. Lin.
Dr. Lin's eyes turned and he immediately thought of a possibility.
"Is it because of the skin allergy caused by changing into the clothes for the show yesterday? I asked my assistant to bring some ointment over. Prepare it first."
"It's possible. Sir, you rarely wear outer clothes." Uncle Xu said politely, "Thank you for your help."
Doctor Lin smiled and said, "This is my job. Otherwise, why would I be here? Old Xu, you are such a fool. Don't be so polite to me."
Uncle Xu was not polite, but cautious.
After he received the call from the eldest young master, he took it very seriously.
My husband's health is indeed getting better day by day, but his foundation is really too poor.
It would be bad if a small problem turned into a big trouble.
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On the show.
After the four kids left the teahouse, they followed the map, asked for directions as they walked, and finally arrived at the nearest tea shop.
As a result, the boss said that they could not let them take the tea for free, and they needed to find a way to do something for the store.
Bo Yiming cleverly thought of yesterday's situation and told the boss that they were very good at attracting customers.
How powerful is it?
He held Xiaoqi in his arms and sat at the counter at the entrance. He took his little hand and asked him to act as the lucky cat.
So, the chubby little Qi had a sweet smile on his face and raised his hands and waved them up and down continuously.
The boss opened his mouth in surprise, and was about to say that this was not good when someone actually came in to see what was going on.
So he shut up and entertained the guests first.
[The boss’s expression is so funny, hahaha. He must have been startled by Mingzai’s sudden inspiration.]
[Xiaoqi is so well behaved and cooperative. He understands whatever Brother Yiming tells him to do.]
Afterwards, the boss was afraid that the oldest boys would come up with some weird ideas on their own initiative, so he arranged for them to clean the second floor.
The entire second floor is also a place to drink tea, but it has not been used for a long time and the floor is covered with dust.
The boss provided a broom, mop, rag, etc.: "You clean it up, I will check it, don't damage anything."
The three children agreed loudly: "Okay!"
Although the boss spoke of the task in a serious tone, he couldn't help but secretly stand at the corner when going downstairs, observe for a while, then smiled and shook his head before going down.
Bo Yiming divided the work among his younger brothers and sisters.
He went to the sink to wring out the towel and asked Rongrong to wipe the stool.
He and Xingxing started sweeping the floor from opposite corners of the room.
The two little boys swept the floor very quickly and mopped it again at the end.
Rongrong looked at the floor that was not yet completely dry: "Are we done?"
"Yes, let's go." Bo Yiming went to hold Rongrong's hand, "Brother will help you wash your hands. Xingxing, you can come too."
The stars quickly followed.
Bo Yiming washed his brother and sister's hands, and even took out tissues for them to wipe, and nodded seriously: "Yeah, that's great~"
[Mingzai has the potential to take care of younger brothers and sisters. Why don’t you have another child? 】
[Have you forgotten?] Mommy is not in good health, she will definitely not give birth.]
[Don’t have a second child, Mingzi wants to get all the love from both dads~]
The three children supported each other and went downstairs.
Rongrong is small and walks slower.
She was afraid of wasting time along the way, but she was particularly moved when she saw her two brothers supporting her attentively on both sides of the stairs.
She had wanted a brother before, but the adults told her that she could not have a brother later.
Unexpectedly, she can now fulfill her wish for a short while on the show.
downstairs.
Xiao Qi was sitting at the counter eating an orange, with half left. He waved to his brother and sister, "Come and eat, it's so sweet~"
Everyone gathered around and Xiaoqi stuffed a petal into everyone's mouth.
The cool and sweet oranges brought a smile to every child’s face.
The boss took the initiative to hand over the tea bag: "Thank you for your hard work, this is your tea, take it back quickly. Be careful on the road."
Bo Yiming took the tea bag with both hands and said excitedly: "Thank you, uncle!"
Every child jumped up and down to express his gratitude to the boss, which made the boss feel a little embarrassed.
But there wasn't a lot of tea, so after Xingxing walked outside, she asked, "Brother, should we go to the second tea shop?"
Bo Yiming said quickly: "Xingxing, do you know the way to the teahouse? How about you take me back? Or should I go somewhere else?"
At this time, Rongrong tugged at Yiming's brother's clothes and said, "Brother, look, there are foreigners."
Several cubs looked back.
Outside the tea shop, three blond foreigners were talking to the boss.
The boss waved his hands in embarrassment, indicating that he didn't understand.
The foreigner kept pointing into the store and showed no intention of leaving.
Bo Yiming noticed the boss's expression and thought for a moment: "Wait a moment."
He handed the tea to Xingxing and rushed over, "Uncle, I'll ask them."
He looked at the three people and asked about the situation in English.
The foreigner was delighted and told him the purpose of his visit.
After a brief exchange, Bo Yiming said to the boss: "Uncle, they want to buy tea, buy... Jinjun or something."
"Golden Junmei?"
The boss was surprised and looked at both parties, "Really?"
Bo Yiming talked to the other party again, and nodded after confirming: "One pound."
"One pound?"
The boss turned his head to look inside the store and whispered, "Please tell them that everything is already packaged and not weighed separately."
Bo Yiming conveyed the message again and the foreign tourists said they could accept it.
Afterwards, the boss took out various packages of Jin Jun Mei from the store and displayed them one by one.
Bo Yiming translated and the deal was concluded very smoothly.
After swiping the card, the tourist expressed his gratitude to Bo Yiming repeatedly. Looking at his three-dimensional facial features which were very European, he asked curiously: "Are you mixed-race?" 】
Bo Yiming nodded.
He had to go back to the teahouse, so he didn't say much. "Uncle, I'm leaving now."
"Wait a moment!"
The boss took his thin arm and took out another bag of tea from the cabinet. "This is for you. Thank you, little friend."
[Huh?] Accidentally got other teas! ! 】
[Oh my god, the gibberish just now really made me believe that this child has a talent for languages. I can’t keep up at all.]
[In the morning, she acts like a spoiled brat in front of her little dad, but when she goes out alone, she becomes a sparkling little adult]
[Mingzai: Acting cute with mommy is every kid’s privilege~]
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The four little kids rushed back to the teahouse with two bags of tea.
Wen Cishu had already written two couplets and a folding fan, and all he needed to do was set up a stall to "write letters for others."
Zhou Xu looked at the door and reached out to pick up Xiao Qi and held him high up: "You've been gone for so long? Are you okay?"
Xiaoqi raised his little hand, imitated the movement of the lucky cat, and waved to his father.
"Ah?" Zhou Xu was completely confused.
Xiao Qi muttered: "Huh~ stupid dad!"
Xingxing and Rongrong sat down to drink warm water and told their parents what had just happened in the tea shop.
After hearing this, Wen Cishu looked at the little monkey who was drinking water quietly. How could he not take the initiative to "take credit"?
Is this so abnormal?
He took the initiative to open his arms and hug him: "Yiming is so great. Come, let your little daddy hug you."
Bo Yiming was shyly embraced by his little father, and finally couldn't help but make a little "hehe" sound in his arms.
[Hey, Mingzi, are you still being so arrogant? So cute】
[I want to cheer for Mingzai!] Please ask the program team to open a separate voting channel for me, thank you]
[You vote and I vote, Mingzai will debut tomorrow!] 】
[I want to shout again, mommy is so beautiful! When will my parents be able to use praise instead of criticism? 】
[Maybe this is what other people’s parents are like [burst into tears.jpg]]
After getting the tea back, the teahouse officially started business.
Zhu Wei and Chu Han calculated that two small bags of tea could make at least twenty cups of tea, so they began to prepare.
As tourists came in one after another, Bo Yiming looked at the time and found out that there was news about his grandfather.
Oops!
Bo Yiming trotted over to Little Daddy, looked in the direction of the camera, and grabbed his clothes: "Little Daddy, come here, I want to tell you something."
"Huh? What's wrong?" Wen Cishu was puzzled, but still gave in to him and was dragged to the corner.
What are you talking about? Why are you deliberately avoiding the camera? 】
[Mingzai, you are such a sneaky boy, is there anything we don’t want to know? 】
In the corner.
After Bo Yiming confirmed that the camera couldn't capture it, he quickly said, "Little Daddy, Big Daddy just sent me a message, asking me to get out of the camera and ask if you feel unwell."
"No...Oh."
Wen Cishu reacted and touched the back of his neck, "The back of Daddy's neck is itchy. Can you help Dad take a look?"
[Mingzai, your dad only told you to avoid the camera, he didn't tell you to turn off the microphone, hahahaha]
[Last time, when my wife kept drinking water, didn’t Dad also instruct Mingzai to stop her? Why are you avoiding the camera this time?】
[Maybe you’re worried about your sensitive location and don’t want to be captured by the camera? 】
[Unique angle!] I agree! 】
Bo Yiming tried hard to stand on tiptoe.
Wen Cishu put his long hair down to one shoulder and asked, "Did you see it?"
At the back of the neck, there was a red mark with blurred edges on the originally porcelain white skin.
"It's red all over?" Bo Yiming's tone was filled with heartache as he carefully touched it with his fingertips. "How could this happen? Does it hurt, little daddy?"
Wen Cishu could hear his nervousness and said quickly, "It might be because I'm allergic to the material of the clothing label. But it's okay, it's not particularly uncomfortable. Tell your dad to stop worrying."
After he finished speaking, he noticed the white microphone on the little monkey's collar.
What's the point of avoiding the camera? !
In the last episode, he remembered to tell the kid to keep quiet, but today he forgot about it and was caught off guard!
Bo Yiming noticed that his father looked very strange, and hesitated to speak: "What's wrong with you, father? Are you suddenly upset?"
Wen Cishu silently pointed at himself and his microphone.
Bo Yiming: (ΩДΩ)
【Mommy, are you allergic? Is it serious?]
[The beauty's skin is so thin and tender, it must be red, I really want to blow it~]
[Why don’t the program team ask Mingzai’s dad to send some ointment? By the way, appear on camera? We will pretend we didn’t see it.
As the audience was making fun of the situation, the father and son returned to the camera.
Although they were aware that they were heard by the audience, they pretended nothing had happened and continued to work.
Ten minutes later.
The program PD appeared and handed Bo Yiming a tube of ointment, winking at him.
Bo Yiming smiled: "Thank you!"
"It's not me!" PD thought he could understand his meaningful look.
"I know, it must be my big dad." Bo Yiming went back and took the little dad to apply the ointment.
[Program PD, what are you doing? All of you should say that this ointment must be given by Mingzai’s father himself.]
[That’s right, I have to apply it on my wife myself]
[Wait, I’m quite interested in the scene of applying ointment. Where can I see it? 】
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