allonlinenovel Chapter 281 Don’t Take It Seriously
Chapter 281 Don’t Take It Seriously
What Han Yuan didn't see was that behind the camera, a bunch of people were extending their hands.
They also want to taste the so-called milk tea...
The director couldn't help swallowing when he saw Han Yuan pouring the last of the milk tea into the cup and drinking it all.
If he could drink so much milk tea, he would definitely be the happiest person at the scene...
"It tastes good!" Han Yuan burped, "An An, can we still drink this milk tea in the future?"
Xia Anan: "...Okay, I'll make a deluxe version next time."
She really didn't expect that this milk tea would be so popular, especially Han Yuan, who almost couldn't put it down.
"What's the luxury version? It's not like I'm renovating. If I don't cook well, is it okay to just think about eating every day?"
Zheng Zhihua interrupted the conversation between the two.
"...Teacher Zheng is right." Han Yuan was just enjoying her milk tea and didn't want to argue with her.
Shouldn't those who run restaurants study more about food?
The cabbage, pork and vermicelli stew is delicious, but you can’t eat it every day, right?
The whole thing is that whatever they say is wrong, and whatever Zheng Zhihua says is right.
Because in the end Zheng Zhihua didn't get to drink the milk tea made by Xia Anan, her already bad mood became even more irritable, and she looked at everyone with disdain.
After dinner, I broke two plates while washing the dishes.
When the plate fell to the ground, everyone in the restaurant was startled.
Looking towards the kitchen, Zheng Zhihua said innocently, "I'm sorry, this dishwashing liquid is too slippery, I didn't hold it firmly and accidentally dropped it."
As she spoke, she tried to pick up the broken pieces of plate on the floor.
"Teacher Zheng, are you okay? Watch your hands, I'll clean it up!"
Although Han Yuan felt annoyed with Zheng Zhihua, she had come to record the show and had to suppress her unhappy feelings.
If you suffer in the show and the audience and netizens don't like the show when it is broadcast, then it will be a real loss.
Isn't it just acting? She is an actor, an actor with conviction!
Han Yuan took the broom beside her and swept up the debris on the ground.
Zheng Zhihua took two steps back, took off his gloves, and the grievances in his heart burst out and he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"I didn't expect being a store manager would be so troublesome. I can't even find any customers, and I have to wash dishes. I've never done these things before. I don't know how to do anything, and I'm causing trouble for you. I'm really useless..."
She was crying so hard that if you didn't know her, you would think someone bullied her on the show.
Xie Yu snatched the broom from Han Yuan's hand, and then he stuffed a pack of tissues into her hand.
Without waiting for her to react, Xie Yu took the fragments and left this place of trouble.
Zhou Zhenlin patted her shoulder, and Han Yuan whispered to comfort her. The broken pieces of the plate had been cleared away. Xia Anan looked left and right, and it seemed that there was no place where she could be used.
Maybe what the other party wants is not her comfort, so she simply becomes a transparent person.
The director stood aside, not daring to say a word.
The production team had previously thought about the possibility that a guest might lose control of their emotions during the show, such as Xia Anan or Han Yuan, and even Xie Yu, but they never expected that the first person to lose control would be Zheng Zhihua.
She said that she didn't know anything and that these jobs were too difficult for her. How could she still be like before when she said that filming was not easy when she was young?
After being comforted by everyone, Zheng Zhihua went back to his room to calm down.
The other people also went back one after another, and Zhou Zhenlin realized that he was still wearing his apron for washing dishes. He walked back to the kitchen to take it off, but saw a pile of dishes and chopsticks soaking in the sink.
"..."
In other words, if he starts crying now, can he avoid the job of washing dishes?
"I think our show doesn't have as many members as other shows, so it's better to install a dishwasher. Washing dishes is such a painful job. It's okay when business is bad, but when business is good, there are not enough dishes and chopsticks, so someone has to wash the dishes."
Xie Yu was moving chairs outside and pretended not to hear what Zhou Zhenlin said.
"I've packed up everything outside, so I'm going back to my room to rest!"
Xia Anan also finished her work. Before going back to rest, she habitually opened the refrigerator to see which vegetables were left in large quantities and needed to be eaten as soon as possible.
Several people returned to their rooms to rest one after another, and the staff also retreated.
However, in just a few minutes, Zhou Zhenlin, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, was the only one left in the restaurant.
"I just said we need a dishwasher. Look at all these dishes. How long will it take? I see other people have dedicated dishwashers. We should also arrange one for our show."
Zhou Zhenlin was alone in the kitchen, chattering away, and it took him nearly an hour to finish the job.
After mopping the water stains on the floor, he could hardly straighten his back.
too difficult……
He must help with cooking tomorrow. It would be better to leave the job of washing dishes to the young people who are in good health.
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After returning to the room, Xia Anan opened the unread messages.
There are videos of the latest situation of the snack street, pictures of internet celebrities checking in at the snack street, and the construction of Li Xiyan and her team’s chili factory.
The factory in Hai City has developed a new flavor of meatballs and is preparing to send one to Xia Anan.
It's a pity that she is recording the show here, so Lu Qingyuan can only benefit from it.
After replying to all the messages, Xia Anan finally lay down.
The room was empty, and there was no sound of the little one pestering me to listen to stories. It was a bit quiet and I didn't quite adapt to it.
Xia Anan flipped through the videos she had recorded for Xia Baobao and watched several of them in a row.
It’s so cute, no matter how I look at it, I can’t wait to take a bite of it.
It’s over. She has become the mother on the Internet who asks if her child can be a child model…
The next morning, Xia Anan got up early as usual, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw the tidy kitchen.
I thought it would be the same mess from yesterday, but it turned out to be quite clean.
I don’t know whether it was Zhou Zhenlin who cleaned it up or the staff helped to clean it up.
She thought about it for a while and finally decided to cook some rice porridge and stir-fry some green vegetables.
The vegetables I bought yesterday couldn't escape the fate of going bad even though they were placed in the refrigerator. The outer leaves had begun to turn yellow and rot. You can eat them, but there's no need to.
If Xia Anan did this, some people might think she did it on purpose.
Fortunately, the cucumbers and radishes were still alive, so she made some pickles, fried an egg, and two pancakes.
After everything was prepared, the rice porridge was also cooked.
Since no one else got up, Xia Anan ate first.
She had just brought her meal to the table when she saw the director approaching with a large teacup.
The man was wearing a military coat and his hair was messy like a chicken coop. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a homeless beggar.
"Teacher Xia, what do you have for breakfast?"
Xia Anan took back her previous thoughts, this was indeed a 'begging homeless man'.
"Gruel."
The director smiled and held out his big teacup. "Give me some. I had dinner early last night and I'm starving now. The lunch boxes from the production team haven't arrived yet..."
Xia Anan: "...Come in with me."
As you walk into the kitchen, you can smell the strong aroma of rice.
The director couldn't help but give himself a thumbs up in his heart, he came to the right decision!
How can I drink this delicious rice porridge without opening my mouth...
The rice porridge in the pot is cooked until it is thick, and a layer of rice oil has emerged on the top.
Knowing that Xia Anan's number of dishes was based on the number of people, the director didn't ask for more and just served her a portion of rice porridge.
There are two small pickles on the top. Take a sip of porridge and then take a bite of the pickles. It feels so comfortable.
While other staff were still waiting for their work meals, he was already drinking happily.
When Xia Anan was almost done eating, Xie Yu and Han Yuan also came out. After saying hello, they went to the kitchen to serve themselves some food.
Han Yuan's face was swollen because she drank too much milk tea yesterday. In order to maintain her image in front of the camera, she wore a hat and lowered her head so as not to be photographed.
"Teacher Zhou and Teacher Zheng haven't gotten up yet?" Xie Yu asked.
Xia Anan: "Maybe you have to wait a while. I'll go out for a walk after I finish eating. You guys take your time eating."
"it is good."
In order to avoid being accused of not cooking, Xia Anan did not take out the kitchen garbage, and the rotten vegetable leaves were left there. She didn't believe that someone wouldn't see it.
Not long after Xia Anan went out, Zhou Zhenlin trotted out, and he looked in good spirits.
"Good morning! What's for breakfast? Rice porridge and pickles, not bad! Is it just the two of you?"
Xie Yu: "Sister Xia finished eating and went out, Teacher Zheng hasn't gotten up yet."
"Really? I'll go call Teacher Zheng for breakfast."
As soon as Zhou Zhenlin finished speaking, footsteps were heard from inside.
"Don't shout, I'm coming."
Zheng Zhihua was wearing sportswear today and a headband on his head, and he looked a lot younger than before.
"That's great. I was just about to call you. Would you like a bowl of rice porridge in the morning?" Zhou Zhenlin asked.
He strode towards the kitchen. The air here was filled with the aroma of rice, which aroused his appetite.
Zheng Zhihua sat down at the table, as if she was not the one who collapsed yesterday. When she saw the rice porridge on the table, she asked, "Is there any milk? I don't want to drink porridge."
Xie Yu and Han Yuan stopped drinking porridge, not knowing who the question was being asked.
And as the store manager, she didn't get up early, didn't cook, and now she's being picky?
"It's in the fridge. Teacher Zheng, can you drink it cold? Or should I heat it up for you?"
Zhou Zhenlin opened the refrigerator, took out the milk and shook it.
When he heard that it needed to be heated up, Zheng Zhihua gave up immediately and said, "Forget it, I'll just drink the porridge."
Looking at the porridge and side dishes on the table, she began to complain in her heart again. What a joke Xia Anan was. She came to this show as a chef, but didn’t she know to make more types of breakfast?
She usually eats milk and bread at home, but when she comes here she eats porridge and pickles...
Zhou Zhenlin quickly brought the two people's meals out of the kitchen. "Xiao Xia's cooking skills are really good. I don't know how to fry eggs like this. And these pickles are so crispy and tender."
He is not picky about food, as long as he can eat enough.
Plus the taste was really good, so I said a few more words about it.
But he forgot that there was Zheng Zhihua next to him who disliked Xia Anan.
"You'd better eat less of this kind of pickles. I've heard from experts before that eating pickles can easily cause cancer!" Zheng Zhihua suddenly spoke with an exaggerated expression, as if he was serious.
The other three people at the table were silent. They didn't know whether to eat or not eat the pickles in their bowls.
Zheng Zhihua took in their expressions and continued, "Everything sold in the market now is high-tech and hard work. You young people should not take it lightly. You must take care of your health."
"And why do the vegetables in the supermarket look so fresh? They are all filled with preservatives. Can eating such things be good for the body?"
"The vegetables we buy at the market may not look good, but they are definitely healthy and are all green foods..."
As she spoke, she began to ramble again.
I was already annoyed by Han Yuan's swollen face, and I became even more annoyed after listening to her chattering.
"Teacher Zheng, let's eat first. We still have to go buy vegetables later. The vegetables we bought yesterday have all turned yellow, and there are a bunch of small insects flying around in the kitchen."
Zheng Zhihua was interrupted and felt a little angry, but he still maintained his image as a good senior in front of others, "It's okay, don't worry, it's only a little after eight o'clock."
She drank two mouthfuls of rice porridge and kept talking: "We only had two tables of guests yesterday, there should be a lot of food left, right? It can't be that all of them are spoiled, right?"
"Xia, why don't you use the vegetables? Why are you eating pickled vegetables?"
There was dissatisfaction in her words, and she was ready to blame Xia Anan when she came back.
Zhou Zhenlin thought of the spoiled vegetables in the kitchen and cleared his throat twice. "I just checked. The vegetables I bought yesterday are all bad. They weren't very fresh when I bought them."
"what?"
Zheng Zhihua didn't expect Zhou Zhenlin to speak up for Xia Anan, and didn't hear clearly what he said.
Zhou Zhenlin repeated what he had just said very patiently, "Let's go out early today and see if we can buy something fresh."
Zheng Zhihua said yes, but he kept procrastinating, and it was almost nine o'clock when he finally went out.
When going out, Xia Anan was stopped.
"Xiao Xia, you can stay in the restaurant and clean up or something."
Xie Yu said: "But Xiao Xia is our chef, she should take a look at what ingredients we buy, right?"
Zheng Zhihua's face darkened: "Xiao Xie, do you mean that we won't watch it? It's just buying groceries, it's not a big deal."
Xie Yu wanted to refute, but Han Yuan poked him on the back, so he changed his words: "No, then I'll stay and clean up the restaurant too. If there are any guests, I'll have someone to help me."
He just spoke up for Xia Anan, and Zheng Zhihua was already a little dissatisfied.
When Zheng Zhihua heard him offer to stay, it was exactly what he wanted.
"Okay, then you two just wait in the restaurant. The sooner we go, the sooner we can return."
Han Yuan looked back every few steps, always feeling that things were not going right, and it seemed that staying might not be a bad idea.
Her idea was soon verified. Just like yesterday, Zheng Zhihua went straight to the vegetable market and bought a bunch of stale vegetables. She was also cheated and given several counterfeit bills.
Han Yuan looked at the crowd that was surrounding her, and she felt so regretful...