After putting away their luggage, everyone sat on the sofa and listened to Yang Xiaonan explain in detail how the show would be played.
"Let me first mention the location of the restaurant. It's not nearby, but ten kilometers away, in a scenic spot called Moon Bay. The sea is not far away from the restaurant, and the view is especially beautiful when the sun goes down."
"Everyone usually gets up at eight o'clock in the morning, has breakfast, and then sets off for the restaurant at around nine o'clock."
"After arriving at the restaurant, we cleaned the delivered vegetables, which was part of the preliminary work for opening."
Luo Shimiao asked, "Shall we drive ourselves, or..."
"Drive your own car; the production team will provide you with a car and an electric scooter."
"Electric vehicles make travel convenient. For example, if you suddenly find that you are out of salt, you can ride an electric vehicle to a nearby store to buy some."
Li Man leaned back lazily on the sofa: "Were the dishes on the menu decided by your production team?"
"No." Yang Xiaonan took out a photo from her phone: "This is the menu for the injured female guest, Jiayi. You can take a look."
"This menu was devised by her team to ensure that every dish can be made. If you want to come up with new dishes, you can practice them in your spare time and make sure the taste is right before offering them to customers."
"Never treat your guests like guinea pigs. No matter how good your cooking skills are, you have to try making it yourself first."
“Yuan Ziwei’s team made this mistake before. The customer’s stomach reacted immediately after eating it. Fortunately, the customer was easy to talk to and did not make a fuss.”
Yang Xiaonan's phone was passed around among the four people.
"These are all common home-style dishes. How good is their team's cooking skills?" Luo Shimiao asked, recalling the names of the dishes he had just seen.
Yang Xiaonan pursed her lips: "I've eaten there once, and to be honest, it was just average. That's the main reason why they came in last. Yuan Ziwei's team has the best cooking skills among the three teams, so they have many repeat customers and their business is very stable."
"Bai Yunqing's team has better cooking skills than Bin Jiayi, and they are good at marketing, so their sales are far ahead."
"To be honest, none of you seem to know how to cook very well." Yang Xiaonan had calmed down from her excitement, and this was now her biggest worry.
They all looked like pampered young masters and ladies.
With them around, the ratings are definitely guaranteed, but if they can't cook, they'll inevitably be criticized by netizens. I wonder if they can handle it.
Luo Shimiao leaned back on the sofa and spread his hands: "I've already told you, my cooking skills are terrible, and before I came here, my mother repeatedly told me that I absolutely must not cook."
"However, some customers will specifically request that you cook for them, especially those who come after watching our show. This has happened in several restaurants."
"What would you do if you encountered this situation?" Yang Xiaonan frowned slightly.
Luo Shimiao pondered for a moment and said, "If they were my fans, I believe they wouldn't have tagged me." Unless they have masochistic tendencies.
"If it were someone else, I would explain it to them first. If they still insist that I cook, then we can sign a contract stating that if someone dies after eating my cooking, I will not be held responsible."
"Snap!" Luo Shimiao clapped his hands together, his eyes shining: "That's it. I'll make the contract in advance. When the time comes, if anyone is not afraid of death, let them sign the contract and put their fingerprint on it."
"Hehe~ I'm such a clever little guy."
Yang Xiaonan swallowed hard: "Miaomiao, is your cooking really that terrifying? To the point of being deadly?"
"A person who experienced seven ambulance rides in a month tells you that she wasn't cooking, she was making drugs!" Now, when Luo Jianxing recalls it, his stomach, which had been brutally abused, seems to be cramping again.
He slowly moved his buttocks toward Li Man, then leaned to the side and fell onto her lap.
Seeing his furrowed brows, Li Man asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Can you massage my stomach for me?" Luo Jianxing looked up at her with wet eyes.
"Okay." Li Man placed her hand on his stomach and gently massaged it.
Luo Jianxing relaxed completely and comfortably squinted his eyes.
Lin Na stole a couple of glances, inwardly exclaiming, "Oh my god! A cold, aloof older sister and her tearful, adorable boyfriend?"
"Drama queen!" Luo Shimiao rolled her eyes at her third brother.
"Director Yang, don't worry, as long as I don't have to cook, everything will be fine." Luo Shimiao hugged Gu Nian's arm: "Our President Gu has already honed his extraordinary cooking skills on a TV show, and it tastes delicious to me."
“My third brother is also a good cook, especially Western food.” Luo Shimiao let go of the man and ran to hug her best friend: “This one is amazing. He can cook most cuisines, and they’re super delicious. Let me introduce him to you.”
"Ahem." Luo Shimiao cleared his throat, raised his hand, and said with great emotion, "She is in heaven and on earth... mmm mmm."
A fair hand covered her mouth, and Li Man smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Li Man. You can call me Xiao Man or my full name."
Luo Shimiao's bright, watery eyes were filled with protest. Why wouldn't she be allowed to speak? Why, why!
"Hello Xiaoman, I just realized I haven't formally introduced myself yet. My name is Yang Xiaonan, the chief director of 'Fun Restaurant'. This is my assistant, Lin Na, next to me."
"Hello." Linna nodded slightly.
"Gu Nian," the man suddenly uttered.
"Hehehe..." Yang Xiaonan chuckled a few times, a big shot being straightforward and concise: "President Gu, you don't need to introduce yourself."
"Since you can cook, I have nothing to worry about. You guys confirm the menu tonight and send it to me. I'll talk to the logistics department and prepare the vegetables and meat for you tomorrow."
"Oh right, we also need to redo a few menus. Before that, let's write a menu by hand. There's a small blackboard in the restaurant; you can write the names of the dishes on it tomorrow."
"Okay, okay." Luo Shimiao escaped from her best friend's clutches and returned to her boyfriend's side.
Yang Xiaonan: "That's about it. Is there anything else you don't understand?"
Four beautiful heads swayed from side to side in unison.
"Nana, bring out the contract."
“Okay, Sister Nan.” Lin Na took out the contract from her “treasure bag”.
After signing the contract, Yang Xiaonan suggested, "You probably haven't eaten yet. It's not too late at nine o'clock. Let's book a private room and have something to eat."
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