In other words, you only need to cook for three people at noon.
With the number of people determined, the next question became who would cook.
Wang Haoyao, as a newly-adult idol, is excellent at singing and dancing, but he knows absolutely nothing about the ins and outs of the kitchen.
Wang Haoyao: "I can help out; I can do anything except cook."
In short, he's bad at cooking.
Ye Yongzhou was also having a headache: "I did film a drama about food before. It looked good, but you can't eat it."
Ye Yongzhou put in a lot of hard work to film that food movie. He learned a lot of knife skills and his cooking looked delicious, but once you tasted it, you couldn't help but want to spit it out.
Ultimately, the task of taking charge of the kitchen fell to Youqing.
Youqing had cooked a lot in ancient times, and she had personally tried many of the recipes provided by the system. She still remembered them all, so cooking was not a problem for her.
"Let's go pick some vegetables from the garden first!"
We can't just eat those two pounds of boiled meat and one chicken.
The three of them took the bamboo basket to the vegetable garden at the back.
Looking at the vast vegetable garden, the three of them, being true-blue Chinese, instinctively smiled at the sight of it.
Ye Yongzhou, being a bit older and having experienced hardship in his childhood, couldn't help but remark, "The vegetables here look quite fresh and vibrant."
The three of them then picked a lot of vegetables from the garden.
The kitchen has an earthen stove, supposedly to recreate rural life and return to the original rural atmosphere.
Later, when the group saw that every household in the village was using natural gas, and then remembered what the director had said about the idyllic countryside, they couldn't help but complain, "What kind of idyllic countryside is this? The countryside has been modernized for a long time now!"
The three had a clear division of labor: Ye Yongzhou handled the ingredients, Wang Haoyao tended the fire, and You Qing was in charge of cooking.
Soon after, an enticing aroma wafted from the kitchen.
The directors outside could smell the fumes. The place wasn't big, and there were quite a few staff members accompanying the guests. They had to keep an eye on the guests at all times, so they either ate some fast food or ordered takeout from nearby farms. The food wasn't so bad that it was inedible, but compared to freshly cooked, fragrant dishes, the directors could hardly eat their takeout meals.
The director had already planned to make the guests suffer a bit, but when the production team started filming, the director wasn't sure if the guests had suffered enough for their first meal, and the production team and staff were finding it hard to eat.
"That's the truth. There aren't many people who can cook these days. I never expected to find one in the entertainment industry, and we even ran into one."
They could tell from the smell that the cook's skills were probably quite good; the person must know how to cook.
None of the guests they found this time were listed as being able to cook or skilled at cooking. Who knew that such an "unexpected" person would suddenly appear? It was quite a surprise to the production team!
Another person chimed in, "We can tolerate one meal, but if this continues every day for several days, how can we possibly endure it!"
As they talked, the staff members themselves felt sorry for themselves, saying that they would stay longer than the guests, unable to go home, unable to eat well, and unable to even order takeout in this desolate place.
The more I think about it, the more unbearable it becomes.
"Director, let's find a chef who works on set!"
The director wanted to do that too! But this place is so small, it's not a long time to film a program, and if we hire a chef, where would we have him cook?
Also, if we get used to eating this way, won't everyone follow suit in the future? The budget was sufficient this time, but what about in the future?
You can't let them get away with bad habits. They used to be able to eat worse food, so why can't they eat it now?
Thinking this through, the director sniffed and refused.
He was heartbroken too! He was also craving something sweet, but this kind of thing couldn't be started; once it was started, it would be hard to control later.
The staff were drooling, while the kitchen was quite cozy.
Ye Yongzhou can't cook, but he has no problem chopping vegetables. Wang Haoyao starts the fire, and Youqing just needs to put the vegetables in and add the seasonings.
Occasionally there might be minor issues, but they're nothing serious and pass quickly.
Smelling the enticing aroma of the food prepared by Youqing, Wang Haoyao transformed into a rainbow-praise machine, showering Youqing with compliments.
"Sister Youqing, your cooking smells amazing, it must be delicious."
"Sister Youqing, I can't take it anymore, it smells too good."
"Sister Youqing, your cooking is amazing!"
...
At first, Youqing felt quite accomplished, but as she listened, she realized something was wrong; this was too exaggerated.
There were three people, and Youqing cooked four dishes and one soup, two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes.
The vegetarian dishes were stir-fried romaine lettuce and braised eggplant, while the meat dishes were stir-fried pork with chili peppers and stewed chicken with potatoes.
The chicken stew with potatoes was topped with a lot of cornbread, but no rice was served, so we had a staple food.
The soup is tomato and egg soup.
She made a generous amount of four dishes and a soup, enough for three people, so it looked quite plentiful.
When the food was ready, everyone was hungry, and since it was food they had cooked themselves, they felt even more accomplished eating it.
While eating, Wang Haoyao praised, "Sister Youqing is the best cook I've ever seen, bar none."
Youqing smiled and said, "That's an exaggeration."
Ye Yongzhou laughed and said, "It's not an exaggeration at all. It's delicious. Home-cooked food is so comforting. I'm constantly rotating between different film crews, so it's not easy to get a bite of home-cooked food. Xiao Shu, your cooking is really good."
The three of them ate to their hearts' content. They had quite a few pancakes, and all three of them finished them. Wang Haoyao ate the most. He was still young and growing, so he naturally ate a lot.
After eating and drinking his fill, Wang Haoyao offered to clear the dishes. He's a pretty good young man.
After finishing packing, everyone was a bit tired. They got up early in the morning, the production crew came to their home to film some scenes, then sent out some content, then took a plane, and after getting off the plane, they traveled for several hours by car. After eating their fill, they naturally felt sleepy.
Ye Yongzhou is getting old and has been acting less and less in recent years. He lives a more regular life and came to participate in the variety show this time to repay a favor. He heard that the variety show is more relaxing, so he yawned and said, "I'm a little sleepy. I'm going to take a nap."
Youqing then spoke up: "I'm a little sleepy too."
Wang Haoyao certainly had the energy. As an idol, staying up all night for events was a common occurrence. He was young and full of energy. However, since both of his seniors were tired, he felt tired too, even if he wasn't.
Without waiting for the director's instructions, the three of them went straight to their room to sleep.
The crew members watching were dumbfounded.
"Director, should we wake up all the teachers?"
This isn't what they planned. They were supposed to work in the afternoon, but after eating and drinking well, they went to sleep! Their lives are too comfortable! They're getting a lot of money and still coming here to enjoy themselves, making us wage slaves seem even more pathetic!
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