How could a little girl like Di Youyou, barely over three years old, answer so many questions correctly?
The assistant director shrugged, making a gesture that said, “If you don’t believe it, go watch the replay yourself.”
Soon after, the lunches for the other three families arrived.
In one word: pitiful!
Di Youyou felt that she and the Gu Family were probably mortal enemies in a past life, and the heavens were playing a joke by deliberately packaging them together to be reborn as one family.
Otherwise, why was it that no one else was causing trouble, yet Gu Sihan, that big idiot, was the one losing his composure and picking on her?
“Director, this is unfair!”
“Why does Table One get to eat so many dishes?”
As the son of a wealthy family, Gu Sihan declared that he had never suffered such mistreatment in his entire life—not even being given food to eat.
Gu Sihan looked at Ji Yun’er and Liu Yanan’s tables, which were still somewhat normal; each had managed to get one vegetarian dish.
Li Taiyang’s group was lucky; the card they obtained was for a roast duck dish.
It was just Di Youyou’s side that seemed excessively extravagant.
Gu Sihan still hadn’t recognized Di Youyou as the sister he had personally abandoned.
In her previous life, when Di Youyou was brought back to the Gu Family, the housekeeper found her name unpleasant and registered her under the Gu family surname as Gu Youyou.
So it wasn’t Gu Sihan’s fault for not recognizing her. If he were to recognize Di Youyou now, he would absolutely find another opportunity to send her away.
He would never allow Di Youyou to appear in public or before the Gu Family.
“Well…”
To be honest, Huang Yiping couldn’t confidently claim that Di Youyou was completely without issues. Even he, the show’s chief director, found it somewhat hard to believe that Di Youyou was this capable.
But Huang Yiping wouldn’t sabotage his own reputation by admitting that his show had employed unfair, underhanded methods.
“Family Number One won eight dishes by conquering three difficulty levels. I myself am even more shocked than the other guests, but this truly is the result of little Di Youyou’s hard work.”
The other families were merely somewhat envious, feeling that Di Youyou was really lucky.
Everyone’s tolerance toward children was relatively high, unlike Gu Sihan, who immediately lost his composure.
Although Huang Yiping’s explanation was difficult for Gu Sihan to accept, he wasn’t about to jump out and confront the director head-on just yet, as that would damage Gu Mingzhu’s public image.
Couldn’t Gu Sihan’s consideration in this regard be seen as that of a responsible brother?
As the heir to the top-tier wealthy Gu Family in Haishi, Gu Sihan, though only eighteen, was already extremely shrewd. Otherwise, how could he have dared to abandon his own biological sister three years ago…
He was just waiting to see if the other five families could tolerate Di Youyou.
Eat to live, live to eat!
Li Jingmo couldn’t be bothered with the provocation from the only two people at the scene who had nothing to eat and still had to wash dishes.
In a moment, the food would be snatched up by Di Youyou!
And at that moment, the only family with an empty table finally arrived, fashionably late.
Little fatty Zhu Shiliang had also endured hardships and finally reaped his rewards.
Zhu Zichen was panting heavily as he chased after his son, urging Zhu Shiliang to slow down, but the boy refused.
He was afraid that the little bit of knowledge in his head would slip away when he wasn’t paying attention.
Upon reaching the cafeteria, Zhu Shiliang shouted directly.
“Excuse me, where do I recite?”
A round-faced chef sister holding a spatula stood in front of the camera.
“Little friend, please come over here!”
“What I need to recite are the three longest excerpts from ‘Li Sao.'”
The chef sister was very patient.
“Alright, little friend. Don’t rush, take your time reciting.”
The other family group that also had no food, Zhao Qin, thought she must have misheard…
This little chubby kid looked to be at most four or five years old, about the same age as her own Lili. And right off the bat, he was going to recite ancient texts as difficult as “Li Sao”?
Was the depth of this program really that high?
Looking at her daughter, who was still sulking a bit about not getting to eat, Zhao Qin, a university professor, felt rather disheartened.
Same age, yet that kid could already recite “Li Sao,” while her own daughter was here upset over a single lunch.
Comparing people really makes you want to die of frustration.
If the Zhu father and son heard Zhao Qin’s sarcastic comment made from a position of comfort, they would definitely also break down.
They were forced into it out of sheer necessity. With the physiques of the Zhu father and son, if they didn’t get to eat, they’d surely suffer from low blood sugar and both faint dead on the spot during filming.
Zhu Shiliang stumbled and stammered, taking a full ten minutes, and only with reminders from the chef lady did he slowly finish reciting the ancient text.
“Alright, Zhu Shiliang. You’ve passed the assessment.
I will now serve you the dish you’ve earned.”
Zhu Shiliang wasn’t exaggerating in the slightest; he literally plopped down right there on the floor.
Zhu Zichen, seeing his son work so hard, was also heartbroken.
He quickly picked him up and sat him at table number seven to wait for the meal to be served.
A steamer basket was brought over.
Under Zhu Shiliang’s eager gaze, Zhu Zichen lifted the lid. Inside lay four plump, white steamed buns.
“Dad, we’ll have two each.”
This was a meal Zhu Shiliang earned by himself, so the little guy ate with extra relish.
The other five family groups, seeing how hard-won these four buns were, no longer felt envious.
“Everyone, finish your lunch quickly. Apart from the two family groups who have no food and still need to help wash dishes, everyone else can have half an hour of rest time on-site.
The children’s tasks this afternoon are still quite heavy, so please manage your time wisely.
Those who need to use the restroom or change clothes, please do so within the half-hour.”
After all, this would be broadcast on television in the future. Even though the parents were all top talents from various walks of life, at this moment, for the sake of their children, everyone was quite obedient.
Over on Di Youyou’s side, after she and Li Jingmo finished their clean-plate campaign, she announced she wanted a nap.
Li Jingmo, comfortably full and lethargic, had the same idea.
The siblings whispered to each other for a moment, then chose a relatively quiet spot under a side windowsill and simply lay down flat.
Meanwhile, the other family groups were rushing against time, busy taking care of their children.
How could a young master like Gu Sihan possibly do something as demeaning as washing dishes? Right in front of the cameras, he stopped Zhao Qin.
“Sister Zhao, I’ll have to trouble you with these few bowls. My sister isn’t feeling well, I need to check on her.”
His words were still somewhat tactful. Zhao Qin saw that apart from table number one having quite a few dishes, the others’ were basically negligible.
It was just a small favor.
“Alright, don’t worry about it. I’ll wash these few bowls.”
“Thank you!”
After Zhao Qin agreed, Gu Sihan directly counted out six hundred yuan and handed it over.
Zhao Qin didn’t intend to take it.
“You silly child, what’s this money for? It’s just a few bowls.”
Gu Mingzhu stepped in at this point.
“Auntie, please take it.
Our family isn’t short of money. We can’t let you do all the hard work alone!”
Listen to how she put it, truly heartbreaking.
It wasn’t until the audience heard Gu Mingzhu’s words that they confirmed this was a pair of wealthy siblings.
They immediately launched a full-scale offensive of following Gu Sihan and Gu Mingzhu’s personal social media accounts.
Of course, that was all something that happened later.
Just now, hearing the director say there was an important task in the afternoon, the parents urgently gave their own children instructions and precautions.