Chapter 6: Chicken Soup with Wonton

 

In order to arouse the curiosity of netizens, the program group of "Wonderful Food" kept the guest lineup confidential until the day of recording. It was not until the live broadcast room was opened that netizens finally saw the guests' faces.

【No, the woman at the end is not Tang Pupu, right?】

【It's her. The show crew is so cheap to ask Tang Qiaoqiao to join. This Shen Liang fan didn't want to watch her for a moment】

【I knew Zhou Meng and Hu Miao would participate, but where did Tang Pupu come out from?? Yes, they might as well ask a piece of barbecued pork to join.】

【Fuck, her gold master backing is good】

【The power of capital is really terrifying. I will send her a sentence: You will be condemned by the gods!!!】

【Don't want to see Tang Qiaoqiao, just ignore her. Focus on the big handsome guys and the beautiful girls. Isn't it okay to send a chicken? Zhou Meng is Zhou big beauty!】

【Tang Pupu seems to have changed her style. She used to be glamorous and cheap, but now she is pure and cute. The new image is up!】

【It's useless to change any style. She is annoying to look at】

...

The guests could not see the noise in the live broadcast chat. They are busy setting up the groups.

The director announced that everyone could freely form a team. Zhou Meng and Hu Miao immediately stood together in a tacit understanding. They were already filming TV series together. This combined team can also promote a wave of new dramas, which can do two things with one stone.

Wang Qiang is an old man, and he smiles ridiculously.

"Xiao Ke, why don't we form a team? I played your father in that show. I'll say that we should be a father and daughter team."

Xiao Ke said sweetly, "I will depend on you to cover me." The two teams have been set up, and Wei Yiqi hesitated a few times before approaching Tang Qiaoqiao.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, it seems that we are in a team."

Tang Qiaoqiao nodded. She didn't care whom she teamed up with. It's just that she looked at Wei Yiqi up and down. Her gaze stayed for a few seconds in his smooth bangs and met his sparkling doe eyes.

"Are you an adult?"

Wei Yiqi straightened his chest. "I am 19 years old and 35 days."

Tang Qiaoqiao was doubtful. He looked too young.

"It's illegal to hire a child labor."1

"I didn't lie to you. I can show you my ID card. Oh no, it's my mistake. I don't have my ID card." Wei Yiqi touched his pocket and felt a little anxious. "I swear. I am over eighteen. If I lie to people, I will eat instant noodles without a seasoning package."

Wei Yiqi's eyes were wet, reminding her of a puppy that she had seen from the kitchen before. Who knows which Taoist raised the dog. Its eager and anxious eyes that looked in front of the food every time are exactly the same as he is now.

Tang Qiaoqiao showed a smile. "I believe you, but my reputation on the Internet is not very good."

Such a simple boy. She doesn't want to ruin other people's family.

Wei Yiqi scratched his forehead. "It doesn't matter. I am also a silly person." He has been a trainee for almost two years, but his popularity in his group was so bad, it could make him a target of the poverty alleviation program.

He took out his cell phone and opened his microblog page. "I can prove this. You see the number of my fans."

Tang Qiaoqiao leaned over and looked over his head, then exclaimed, "Amazing! There is a five-digit number of fans!"

The means the people who trust him are ten times higher than her.

Tang Qiaoqiao immediately opened her Weibo page and showed the four-digit number of fans to him.

Wei Yiqi comforted her, "Actually, all of my fans are bought by the company. They are fake."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "You at least have fan reviews. Mine are all zombie fans and black fans. There are also some scam links in the reviews."

"Ah, yes." For a female celebrity, it is really a failure to fall to this point.

Wei Yiqi didn't know what to say. It was the first time he met an artist who was more muddled than him. He turned his head and said, "Don't be discouraged. Let's try to get to five figures after the show is broadcast."

Tang Qiaoqiao thought about it and said, "It's reasonable."

Live in the chat room:

【Our Qiqi is too pitiful. Mom forbids you to say that you are a silly guy.】

【Qiqi is bold. Don't bully the young and poor.】

【Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi, what kind of elementary school chicken combination is this? Is it really okay for the two of them to team up?】

【Who is worse: the five-figure fans or the four-figure fans. I feel so sad for those muddled kids. And what sort of funeral agency is this? Will you die if you buy more fans?】

【Wei Yiqi, be careful, Tang Qiaoqiao is going to rub your idol's popularity】

【He also only worth half a pound, rub my ass】

【What's the suspense in this grouping? Zhou Meng and Hu Miao's group is so popular. Even is they sell boiled water, there are fans that would buy it, believe it or not】

...

The director clapped his hands. "After the groups are decided, we have started to draw lots to select areas. Who will you send to draw lots?"

Wang Qiang suggested, "Ladies first. Anyway, there are girls in each group."

Everyone has no opinion, so Zhou Meng, Xiao Ke, and Tang Qiaoqiao went forward to draw lots together.

Xiao Ke jumped up with joy when she saw the lottery. "I got the high-end area."

Zhou Meng looked at the mid-range one in her hand, smiled slightly, and looked confident. She glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao next to her. There was no doubt that the worst gears would fall into her hands.

'Ha, now there is a good show to watch.'

Tang Qiaoqiao showed the lot to Wei Yiqi and blinked a little embarrassed. "I am to blame. I have no luck too."

Wei Yiqi: "..Sister Qiaoqiao, it's okay. I am a man, I can do a bit more."

After getting the lottery, everyone went to take a look at the stalls they had drawn. The program team said it is a restaurant, but in fact, it is more like a food stall. Each area is set up on the street, convenient for trading.

They first passed through the high-end area, which has a complete set of the most modern restaurant kitchenware, with plenty of space, bright and shiny. It has everything from ovens, mixers, noodle presses, electric baking pans, pasta cookers, coffee machines, etc.

Then there is the mid-range area, which is slightly smaller than the high-end area and has less equipment, but the basic equipment is complete.

Finally, they came to the low-end area, and everyone was dumbfounded.

If the first two are standard for petty-bourgeois restaurants, then this place has the simplest kind of configuration of street vendors.

There are only two iron pots and a large pan. It has enough space for about two people. When there are too many people, they won't even be able to turn around.

Wang Qiang couldn't bear it. He stood at the door and said, "Little Wei, if you need something you need to pick up from me, don't be embarrassed."

"Thank you, Teacher Wang." Wei Yiqi obediently thanked him.

Tang Qiaoqiao circled the kitchen, and she had an idea in her heart.

Zhou Meng folded her arms around her chest. "I don't think it's that bad. It shouldn't be a problem to make a meal."

"It will make do." Tang Qiaoqiao frowned, realizing that Zhou Meng seemed to be hostile to her.

Zhou Meng snorted softly. 'Wait until the reality slaps your fat face.'

---

At this time, in the Shen family's villa.

Aunt Wang brought the dinner tray to Shen Yue, but she didn't have the ability to ask him to go downstairs.

"Sir, this wonton was packaged by the lady who got up at 6 o'clock in the morning. The side dishes and soup base were made by the lady in advance."

Shen Yue looked at the chicken soup wonton in front of him, and his eyes are gloomy. He thought she was just talking.

The wontons are small and exquisite, and the pinkish meat can be clearly seen through the thin dough. The black seaweed and the yellow-orange egg shreds complement each other, and the emerald green onion and oil float and sink with the soup.1

After one bite of the small wontons, the first impression is it was smooth and tender, and there is soup in it. After half a bowl of soup, there is sweat on his forehead, and the bottom of his heart felt hot.

Madam Wang admired Tang Qiaoqiao more and more. "Madam's show today is live. I will cheer for Madam later."

Shen Yue said disdainfully, "What kind of decent work can she receive? She is an infamous female star."

"I heard that the show this time is from the Cantaloupe video. It shouldn't be bad for such a big website."

'Is it live on Cantaloupe video?'

After Shen Yue finished eating, Aunt Wang took away the dinner tray. Shen Yue picked up his phone and checked the news first.

Then, he flipped his fingers around and finally opened the cantaloupe video website.

He just went to see if she got embarrassed.

Chapter 6: Chicken Soup with Wonton

 

In order to arouse the curiosity of netizens, the program group of "Wonderful Food" kept the guest lineup confidential until the day of recording. It was not until the live broadcast room was opened that netizens finally saw the guests' faces.

【No, the woman at the end is not Tang Pupu, right?】

【It's her. The show crew is so cheap to ask Tang Qiaoqiao to join. This Shen Liang fan didn't want to watch her for a moment】

【I knew Zhou Meng and Hu Miao would participate, but where did Tang Pupu come out from?? Yes, they might as well ask a piece of barbecued pork to join.】

【Fuck, her gold master backing is good】

【The power of capital is really terrifying. I will send her a sentence: You will be condemned by the gods!!!】

【Don't want to see Tang Qiaoqiao, just ignore her. Focus on the big handsome guys and the beautiful girls. Isn't it okay to send a chicken? Zhou Meng is Zhou big beauty!】

【Tang Pupu seems to have changed her style. She used to be glamorous and cheap, but now she is pure and cute. The new image is up!】

【It's useless to change any style. She is annoying to look at】

...

The guests could not see the noise in the live broadcast chat. They are busy setting up the groups.

The director announced that everyone could freely form a team. Zhou Meng and Hu Miao immediately stood together in a tacit understanding. They were already filming TV series together. This combined team can also promote a wave of new dramas, which can do two things with one stone.

Wang Qiang is an old man, and he smiles ridiculously.

"Xiao Ke, why don't we form a team? I played your father in that show. I'll say that we should be a father and daughter team."

Xiao Ke said sweetly, "I will depend on you to cover me." The two teams have been set up, and Wei Yiqi hesitated a few times before approaching Tang Qiaoqiao.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, it seems that we are in a team."

Tang Qiaoqiao nodded. She didn't care whom she teamed up with. It's just that she looked at Wei Yiqi up and down. Her gaze stayed for a few seconds in his smooth bangs and met his sparkling doe eyes.

"Are you an adult?"

Wei Yiqi straightened his chest. "I am 19 years old and 35 days."

Tang Qiaoqiao was doubtful. He looked too young.

"It's illegal to hire a child labor."1

"I didn't lie to you. I can show you my ID card. Oh no, it's my mistake. I don't have my ID card." Wei Yiqi touched his pocket and felt a little anxious. "I swear. I am over eighteen. If I lie to people, I will eat instant noodles without a seasoning package."

Wei Yiqi's eyes were wet, reminding her of a puppy that she had seen from the kitchen before. Who knows which Taoist raised the dog. Its eager and anxious eyes that looked in front of the food every time are exactly the same as he is now.

Tang Qiaoqiao showed a smile. "I believe you, but my reputation on the Internet is not very good."

Such a simple boy. She doesn't want to ruin other people's family.

Wei Yiqi scratched his forehead. "It doesn't matter. I am also a silly person." He has been a trainee for almost two years, but his popularity in his group was so bad, it could make him a target of the poverty alleviation program.

He took out his cell phone and opened his microblog page. "I can prove this. You see the number of my fans."

Tang Qiaoqiao leaned over and looked over his head, then exclaimed, "Amazing! There is a five-digit number of fans!"

The means the people who trust him are ten times higher than her.

Tang Qiaoqiao immediately opened her Weibo page and showed the four-digit number of fans to him.

Wei Yiqi comforted her, "Actually, all of my fans are bought by the company. They are fake."

Tang Qiaoqiao: "You at least have fan reviews. Mine are all zombie fans and black fans. There are also some scam links in the reviews."

"Ah, yes." For a female celebrity, it is really a failure to fall to this point.

Wei Yiqi didn't know what to say. It was the first time he met an artist who was more muddled than him. He turned his head and said, "Don't be discouraged. Let's try to get to five figures after the show is broadcast."

Tang Qiaoqiao thought about it and said, "It's reasonable."

Live in the chat room:

【Our Qiqi is too pitiful. Mom forbids you to say that you are a silly guy.】

【Qiqi is bold. Don't bully the young and poor.】

【Tang Qiaoqiao and Wei Yiqi, what kind of elementary school chicken combination is this? Is it really okay for the two of them to team up?】

【Who is worse: the five-figure fans or the four-figure fans. I feel so sad for those muddled kids. And what sort of funeral agency is this? Will you die if you buy more fans?】

【Wei Yiqi, be careful, Tang Qiaoqiao is going to rub your idol's popularity】

【He also only worth half a pound, rub my ass】

【What's the suspense in this grouping? Zhou Meng and Hu Miao's group is so popular. Even is they sell boiled water, there are fans that would buy it, believe it or not】

...

The director clapped his hands. "After the groups are decided, we have started to draw lots to select areas. Who will you send to draw lots?"

Wang Qiang suggested, "Ladies first. Anyway, there are girls in each group."

Everyone has no opinion, so Zhou Meng, Xiao Ke, and Tang Qiaoqiao went forward to draw lots together.

Xiao Ke jumped up with joy when she saw the lottery. "I got the high-end area."

Zhou Meng looked at the mid-range one in her hand, smiled slightly, and looked confident. She glanced at Tang Qiaoqiao next to her. There was no doubt that the worst gears would fall into her hands.

'Ha, now there is a good show to watch.'

Tang Qiaoqiao showed the lot to Wei Yiqi and blinked a little embarrassed. "I am to blame. I have no luck too."

Wei Yiqi: "..Sister Qiaoqiao, it's okay. I am a man, I can do a bit more."

After getting the lottery, everyone went to take a look at the stalls they had drawn. The program team said it is a restaurant, but in fact, it is more like a food stall. Each area is set up on the street, convenient for trading.

They first passed through the high-end area, which has a complete set of the most modern restaurant kitchenware, with plenty of space, bright and shiny. It has everything from ovens, mixers, noodle presses, electric baking pans, pasta cookers, coffee machines, etc.

Then there is the mid-range area, which is slightly smaller than the high-end area and has less equipment, but the basic equipment is complete.

Finally, they came to the low-end area, and everyone was dumbfounded.

If the first two are standard for petty-bourgeois restaurants, then this place has the simplest kind of configuration of street vendors.

There are only two iron pots and a large pan. It has enough space for about two people. When there are too many people, they won't even be able to turn around.

Wang Qiang couldn't bear it. He stood at the door and said, "Little Wei, if you need something you need to pick up from me, don't be embarrassed."

"Thank you, Teacher Wang." Wei Yiqi obediently thanked him.

Tang Qiaoqiao circled the kitchen, and she had an idea in her heart.

Zhou Meng folded her arms around her chest. "I don't think it's that bad. It shouldn't be a problem to make a meal."

"It will make do." Tang Qiaoqiao frowned, realizing that Zhou Meng seemed to be hostile to her.

Zhou Meng snorted softly. 'Wait until the reality slaps your fat face.'

---

At this time, in the Shen family's villa.

Aunt Wang brought the dinner tray to Shen Yue, but she didn't have the ability to ask him to go downstairs.

"Sir, this wonton was packaged by the lady who got up at 6 o'clock in the morning. The side dishes and soup base were made by the lady in advance."

Shen Yue looked at the chicken soup wonton in front of him, and his eyes are gloomy. He thought she was just talking.

The wontons are small and exquisite, and the pinkish meat can be clearly seen through the thin dough. The black seaweed and the yellow-orange egg shreds complement each other, and the emerald green onion and oil float and sink with the soup.1

After one bite of the small wontons, the first impression is it was smooth and tender, and there is soup in it. After half a bowl of soup, there is sweat on his forehead, and the bottom of his heart felt hot.

Madam Wang admired Tang Qiaoqiao more and more. "Madam's show today is live. I will cheer for Madam later."

Shen Yue said disdainfully, "What kind of decent work can she receive? She is an infamous female star."

"I heard that the show this time is from the Cantaloupe video. It shouldn't be bad for such a big website."

'Is it live on Cantaloupe video?'

After Shen Yue finished eating, Aunt Wang took away the dinner tray. Shen Yue picked up his phone and checked the news first.

Then, he flipped his fingers around and finally opened the cantaloupe video website.

He just went to see if she got embarrassed.