Chapter 747 Haoyue Extra (9)
After everything was packed up, it got dark.
One problem after another has arisen. Before, everyone was worried about drying the quilts. Now that the quilts problem is solved, eating has become another issue.
They searched the entire house, only to find the pots and jars empty. Finally, Zhao Pu stumbled into the cellar and found two large cabbages and a small piece of frozen pork.
The group of people stared at the piece of pork, looking at each other in bewilderment.
"Do you think these cabbages and meat were originally here, or were they left for us by the production team?" Gao Yingying looked at the two weathered cabbages and the pork that looked like it had been sitting for ages, her expression indescribable.
Zhou Yang clicked his tongue: "That's hard to judge."
Finally, Tang Minghao broke the silence first: "No matter what, something is better than nothing. Let's take it out first."
After taking the vegetables and meat out and into the kitchen, the group started staring at each other in bewilderment again.
"Is this... all we're going to eat today?" Gao Yingying waved her hand and shook her head before anyone could answer, "No, no, I'd better see if we can order takeout nearby!"
Zhou Yang didn't even bother to look at her.
Sure enough, she immediately deflated: "No way, they even confiscated our phones!"
Tang Minghao sighed, "Fine, let's just eat this. Does anyone here know how to cook?"
He looked at them one by one from left to right, and Song Huaiyuan shrugged first: "Don't look at me, I've never been in a kitchen before."
When they saw Zhou Yang, the latter waved his hands repeatedly: "I can't do it, Brother Minghao. I tried to enter the food industry before, but the food I made was so bad that even my dog wouldn't eat it."
Tang Minghao could only look back helplessly, and when he saw Zhao Pu, she waved her hands repeatedly, saying, "I... I can't either..."
When she saw Gao Yingying, she was quite enthusiastic: "Brother Minghao, although I've never made this before, I can try if you want to eat it!"
Tang Minghao quickly looked away: "Forget it, I'm afraid you'll get poisoned."
Gao Yingying: "..."
With no one to rely on, Tang Minghao sighed again: "Are we really going to be stumped by a meal?"
He had barely finished speaking when the director suddenly walked in, followed by a whole crew of production staff, each carrying a large vegetable basket.
Upon seeing this, Gao Yingying jumped up excitedly and exclaimed, "Director Wu, you've brought us food?"
The director chuckled and said, "Of course! You must be exhausted after a long day, right? Are you all hungry? Come on, let me show you the food I prepared for you."
He pointed to the baskets and introduced them one by one: "These bags are full of instant food, instant noodles, snail rice noodles, spicy noodles, self-heating hot pot... Over here are drinks, milk, soda, juice... And this last bag is for after-meal snacks, sunflower seeds, ice cream, small cakes, potato chips, biscuits... Everything you could want! How about it, does it look appetizing?"
These snacks and fast food are actually not that healthy. As celebrities, they have requirements for their figure, so they eat less of these.
But having something to eat is better than having nothing to eat right now!
They arrived here at noon and started working. They were already hungry for lunch, and now they're going to be hungry again for dinner. They're not here to live, but to cultivate immortality!
However, although they were eager to do something, they were not so foolish as to lose their minds.
Especially Song Huaiyuan, who was the first to stop Gao Yingying when she was about to rush towards the food, and then looked at the director with a half-smile: "Director Wu, are you giving us this for free?"
The director chuckled again: "Oh, it's just a matter of a card! You all have so many anyway, just take out one and you can get a full meal, isn't that a good deal!"
As expected, it was for their cards!
I knew the production team wasn't that kind!
At the same time, the comments section of the live stream started flooding with messages—
"Haha, the production team's tactics are so clever!"
"I guess they were planning a big attack when they were hanging out the quilts to dry, but they didn't expect Wen Yue, a 'hidden folk craftsman,' to block their way!"
"Waaaaah, I don't want Hao Hao to go hungry. One card is fine, the director is right, there are still so many left!"
"Forget it, this is all the production team's trick. They'll cut it out one cut at a time, and it'll eventually disappear!"
"Then it depends on what they choose: a piece of frozen pork and two cabbages, or losing a million-dollar prize and facing punishment."
"To be honest, I'm already starting to worry about their livelihood for the next month..."
"Exactly! Can these young masters and ladies really survive in this environment for a month? Will they be going hungry all the time from now on?!"
The live stream chat was buzzing with excitement, but inside the dilapidated house, there was only wailing and lamentation.
Gao Yingying couldn't help but exclaim first, "Director, you're really going too far! One meal costs one card? We only have seven cards!"
Zhou Yang chimed in, "Yeah, Director Wu, how about we discuss a discount? How about we get one-third?"
The director waved his hand: "One is one, there's no such thing as a discount. If you ask me, you can use one first, let's get through today first!"
Tang Minghao waved his hand: "Director Wu, don't try to fool us. We're going to stay here for a month. It's not like we'll only live for today and not tomorrow. We definitely won't give you the card easily."
The director exclaimed "Oh dear!" and was about to continue persuading when a gentle voice spoke up: "As for cooking... how about I give it a try?"
Like a thunderclap out of nowhere, everyone's eyes instantly turned to her.
"Little Yueyue, you can cook?!" Almost none of the people present came from poor families and had never done any housework before. When Tang Minghao asked Gao Yingying, he had already given up hope, so he didn't ask Wen Yue at all.
Hearing her say that, I was both surprised and delighted.
Wen Yue, unaware of his inner thoughts, assumed she was insignificant to him and therefore didn't ask. She had intended to speak up, but before she could, the director entered first.
It wasn't until now that she found this opportunity.
She nodded and said, "I can do some."
Tang Minghao got excited and turned to the director with a smug look: "Director Wu, did you hear that? We have someone here who can cook. You can't control us anymore!"
The director had come in just when they were completely out of options, and he was absolutely certain of success. But then Wen Yue suddenly appeared, and for a moment, they felt like they were about to choke on their own blood.
After calming himself down, he smiled and said, "Yueyue, it's one thing for you to know how to cook, but it's another thing for you to actually be able to cook. Look, if you want to cook, you need to start a fire, right?"
The kitchen had an old-fashioned wood-fired stove. They hadn't really considered this problem before. Now that the director asked, everyone realized that they didn't even know how to light a fire!
They were filled with anxiety, wondering if they would really be tripped up by this step.
Wen Yue replied naturally, "I've used this kind of wood-burning stove before. When I came in, I saw some firewood piled up in the yard. Just chop it up."
The director choked for a moment, then continued, "Okay, so even if you have firewood, do you have a fire?"
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