The next morning, everyone gathered in the small courtyard in front of the guesthouse.
Most celebrities are accustomed to staying up late and waking up late. Even though they were wearing exquisite makeup early in the morning, everyone was yawning and looking exhausted.
Except for the radiant Tu Yiyi and the senior couple, Du Jia and her husband, who were used to early rising.
The production crew announced the rules: participants would be divided into groups for specific tasks—one group to build a stove and start a fire, one to pick vegetables in the fields, one to collect eggs from the villagers’ chicken coops, one to wash the vegetables, and finally, a group to handle the cooking.
Du Jia and her husband took on the most difficult task of building the stove and fire. Cheng Fei chose the easiest task of collecting eggs. Qiqi said she wanted to experience picking vegetables. This left only the washing and cooking.
Yu Na stammered, “Sister Gu, I don’t know how to cook.
And so, the heavy responsibility of cooking fell upon Gu Xiaofeng and Tu Yiyi.
Today, Gu Xiaofeng had her hair in a ponytail. Compared to her usual “aloof goddess” look with flowing hair, today she looked fresh and gentle—like the beautiful “older sister next door” who would be someone’s first crush.
Tu Yiyi asked everyone, “What do you want for breakfast?
“Porridge, steamed buns, noodles, fried dough sticks.”
Tu Yiyi turned to Gu Xiaofeng. “Cao Cao, what do you want to eat?
Anything is fine with me.
As a cook, the most hated answer is “anything” or “whatever
Tu Yiyi frowned. You’re not allowed to say ‘anything.’ You have to pick something specific.”
Gu Xiaofeng smiled. “Then I’ll have noodles—pulled noodles.”
The filming crew precisely captured the goddess’s smile under the morning dawn. Gu Xiaofeng’s beauty is top-tier even in an industry full of beautiful women, and her profile alone is enough to outshine all the younger starlets.
In the morning light, two pleasingly beautiful women looked at each other and smiled.
The single staff members felt a twinge of bitterness, as if they had been force-fed “dog food a public display of affection.
My god! It feels like romance! So sweet and pure, my heart is melting! I really want to fall in love!
The mountain pots were iron, massive and heavy. Gu Xiaofeng wanted to help Tu Yiyi lift the pot, but to her surprise, Tu Yiyi picked it up effortlessly with one hand.
Cao Cao, don’t move. Be careful not to hurt your hands, Tu Yiyi said, glancing at Gu Xiaofeng’s hands.
Her fingers were slender, long, and well-proportioned—more beautiful than the finest white jade. It would be such a pity if such beautiful hands were scratched.
The crew naturally didn’t miss this shot, deciding they had to include a close-up of Gu Xiaofeng’s hands in post-production.
Wait? It’s just a shot of her hands—why is the Movie Queen blushing?
Tu Yiyi took the pot to the tap, washed it clean, and placed it on the newly built stove.
“Do you know how to cook, Yiyi? Need help?” Du Jia, being from the older generation who had seen it all, acted with the elder-sisterly concern she showed to all her juniors.
“Thank you, Sister Du, I’ll have it sorted out quickly.”
“Yiyi,” Yu Na said, wobbling as she carried a bucket of water. “The water is here.
Despite using every ounce of her strength, by the time she reached Tu Yiyi, the water had splashed everywhere, leaving only half a bucket.
Tu Yiyi: I’ll do it.
Thus, the guests and the crew watched in shock as Tu Yiyi fetched water, washed rice for porridge, and then kneaded dough for steamed buns. Her movements were skilled, seamless, and seemingly effortless.
While the dough was proofing and the porridge was simmering, Tu Yiyi said, Sister Du, watch the fire for me. Don’t let it go out, but don’t let it get too big. I’m going to pick some wild vegetables.”
Du Jia nodded with a smile. Don’t worry, I can at least manage porridge.
Tu Yiyi grabbed a basket and, as if her feet were on “Wind-Fire Wheels,” she sprinted off toward the mountains.
the cameraman blinked. That speed! Who can keep up with that?
The camera turned back to Gu Xiaofeng. The crew thrust a microphone toward her. “Is your neighbor a track and field athlete?
Gu Xiaofeng No she’s into free-style combat.
The aroma of the rice porridge began to drift through the air. Before the rice had even softened completely, Tu Yiyi returned like a whirlwind, carrying a basket of mushrooms, wild greens, and two large radishes dug from the ground.
Everyone was once again dumbfounded.
Because on her shoulders, Tu Yiyi was also carrying a pig—a large, white, domestic pig.
The pig weighed at least a hundred pounds, yet Tu Yiyi carried it as light as a feather, running so fast she arrived in an instant.
Everyone: Yiyi, you’re a powerhouse!
Gu Xiaofeng was the first to recover. “Where… where did you get the pig?
I ran into a wild boar on the mountain. It tried to attack me…
Gu Xiaofeng looked worried immediately, scanning her from head to toe. “Are you okay?
“I’m fine. Later, it accidentally ran into something and died. A passing villager took it according to their custom. I thought the noodle toppings wouldn’t be delicious without meat, so I bought a pig from a villager. Um, butchering it took a little time.
She would never admit that the wild boar didn’t “accidentally die,” but that she had killed it with a single palm strike. Just as she was about to pick it up, a villager asked if she was planning to eat a protected wild animal.
Tu Yiyi could only watch as the wild boar was taken away, forcing her to buy a domestic pig instead.
Next, everyone watched as she scraped the hair and butchered the meat with incredible fluidity and skill.
Facing their curious and shocked gazes, Gu Xiaofeng tucked a stray hair behind her ear and said calmly, “Her family is in the livestock business; she probably dealt with this a lot growing up.
While Yu Na was seriously washing vegetables—peeling them leaf by leaf, keeping the outer leaves and throwing the hearts away Du Jia burst out laughing. Yu Na, you’re throwing away the best part!
Gu Xiaofeng pursed her lips, holding back a laugh, and rolled up her sleeves to help Yu Na wash.
Qiqi returned with a basket of cabbage and tomatoes, and Cheng Fei’s group arrived with the eggs. Seeing Yu Na washing something she didn’t recognize, Cheng Fei frowned. “What is this? Is it edible?
Yu Na: “Yiyi picked this from the mountain. Same with these mushrooms.
The staff explained, “It’s edible. The local villagers identified it; they say it’s a very delicious and rare wild vegetable.
Gu Xiaofeng stood up and brought the washed vegetables to Tu Yiyi.
Tu Yiyi flashed her a smile. “Thanks.” Then, her knife came down chop, chop, chop the radishes were diced into perfectly even cubes.
Everyone stared again. That knife work! She’s a Kitchen God!
Under their shocked gazes, Tu Yiyi stir-fried a massive pot of toppings—freshly slaughtered pork mixed with mushrooms and tomatoes. The sizzle and aroma were irresistible. Even the villagers gathered around to watch the excitement.
The porridge was done, the buns were steaming, and three large side dishes were ready.
Then came Tu Yiyi’s noodle-pulling segment.
Gu Xiaofeng had seen her make noodles before, but even she widened her eyes. Everyone else was stunned; even Cheng Fei was dazed.
Under Tu Yiyi’s strong arms and flexible fingers, the dough seemed to come to life, dancing in the air. The strands grew longer and thinner, flying up and down around Tu Yiyi’s petite and graceful frame.
It didn’t look like she was pulling noodles; it looked like she was dancing. Within a two-meter radius, there were only the shadows of dancing noodle strands.
Du Jia’s director husband gave a big thumbs-up. The surrounding villagers cheered.
This girl really knows her way around dough! She’s pretty and capable! Marrying a wife like this would definitely be a win!
The cameras never left Tu Yiyi. The staff members were all secretly swallowing their saliva—those noodles were going to be incredibly springy and delicious.
The director stared at the monitor without blinking, a new idea forming instantly: Maybe the next episode should be ‘Entertainment Industry on the Tip of the Tongue’?
The breakfast was a massive hit. People were slurping noodles and eating buns. The toppings were savory and tangy, the meat was fragrant, and the noodles were perfectly chewy. Everyone ate with pure satisfaction.
Du Jia’s husband praised, Yiyi, these steamed buns are really something!
Yu Na’s father added, “Director Han, you should try the noodles. This is truly the most flavorful bowl I’ve had in all my travels.
The entire crew agreed.
Tu Yiyi kept her head down and ate. She finished one bowl in a few slurps, then a second. Soon, six empty bowls were stacked in front of her.
The villagers watching nearby began to whisper among themselves.
“Can’t marry this girl she eats way too much!”
“Cao Cao, you’re not eating more?” Tu Yiyi looked at Gu Xiaofeng beside her. Seeing her eat so little only a few bites of noodles before putting down the chopsticks—Tu Yiyi was worried she’d be hungry. In her eyes, Gu Xiaofeng ate less than a cat no, less than Jian Lei the caterpillar.
“No more.” Gu Xiaofeng waved her hand. She had only eaten a small portion. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, but as a professional actress, she had to watch her figure.
Tu Yiyi muttered while eating, I really don’t understand you humans. Why do you mistreat yourselves?
Gu Xiaofeng didn’t hear clearly. What did you say?
“Nothing, nothing,”Tu Yiyi said vaguely. I just think you’re very easy to provide for—small appetite, eats so little.
A sharp-eared staff member heard this. Good! Here’s a topic!
Gu Xiaofeng was asked once again: What kind of person do you hope your future partner will be?
Gu Xiaofeng had been in the industry for seven years with countless fans, consistently ranking #1 on the list of “Most Desired Female Celebrity Partners.” Not only was she beautiful and elegant with great acting skills, but she was also famously clean of scandals. There had never even been a rumor of an ambiguous relationship, let alone a confirmed partner.
Countless media outlets had asked her about her requirements for a partner. Every time, her answer was either “it depends on fate” or “no comment.
This time, Gu Xiaofeng tucked a lock of hair behind her ear and smiled slightly. “I hope they are a pure person, a cute person, a happy person.
Catching a glimpse of Tu Yiyi picking up another bowl out of the corner of her eye, Gu Xiaofeng added, “And I hope they aren’t too much of a big eater, otherwise… I’m afraid I won’t be able to afford to keep them fed.
Oh! God! So indulgent! This is huge!
Who knew the cold and aloof Gu Xiaofeng could be like this? She actually didn’t mind having a “freeloader” partner at all!
Qiqi nudged Tu Yiyi, who was buried in her noodles, and whispered, “Is she talking about you?
Huh? What? What’s about me?
Looking at the single-minded Tu Yiyi focused only on the noodles, Qiqi patted her shoulder. I think you must have been a pig in a past life! Besides eating noodles, what else can you do?
I can eat steamed buns!
Pig! Just keep eating then!