Thousands of people disliked them, but after being reborn and correcting their mistakes, they regret

Fu Chun returned to her room after hearing Xu Fan's words, but she didn't go there to rest.

She went back to her room, found a small stool, took it back to the kitchen, and walked over to Xu Fan, who was peeling sweet potatoes.

Fu Chun arrogantly nudged Xu Fan's butt with a stool. Xu Fan felt a hard touch on his skin and turned around to find that Fu Chun had brought him a stool.

While I was surprised, I was even more moved. Fu Chunzhen is such a good kid.

He took the stool, sat down, and gave Fu Chun a genuine smile: "Thank you!"

Fu Chun was dazzled by his smile and was momentarily stunned. Why did she suddenly find Xu Fan, who looked ordinary with glasses, so handsome?

Not only did she think so, but the audience in front of the screen were also stunned.

"I think Xu Fan looks really good without his glasses."

"A loser is a loser. Not everyone looks better when they take off their glasses; they might even look uglier."

"His mouth is very pretty; when he smiles, he shows a few small white teeth, which I think is quite cute."

"You're really hungry!"

Ji Feng, watching on the screen, also saw it. He had never seen Xu Fan smile like that before. The last time he saw Xu Fan without his glasses at the barbecue restaurant, he thought he was quite handsome, perhaps...

He suddenly had an idea.

"What's wrong?" Fu Chun was stunned after Xu Fan said thank you. Xu Fan was a little worried. Did this girl have heatstroke?

Fu Chun saw Xu Fan's face magnified before her and suddenly blushed crimson. She coughed awkwardly twice: "Nothing at all! I came to help!"

Fu Qingci looked at the blushing girl with a hint of jealousy. Wasn't this girl only interested in handsome men? Why was she blushing at Xu Fan? Had her aesthetic sense deteriorated from being away from home for too long?

Xu Fan was about to let Fu Chun sit in the front for a while when a member of the production crew whispered to him, "Teacher Xu, this segment is to be completed together."

Xu Fan then remembered, but he couldn't bear to see Fu Chun do all the work, so he assigned him a very light task.

"Could you please wash those beans for me?"

"Can."

Actually, he had already washed the beans once, so when Fu Chun washed them a second time, there shouldn't be much dirt left, and it wouldn't dirty her hands.

Fu Chun walked to the basins containing red beans and mung beans respectively. How should she wash beans? She had never even washed her own clothes before.

But she couldn't let Xu Fan look down on her, so she ignored him and started poking around in the basin with her little hands.

Xu Fan was a little worried. He glanced over there a few times and saw Fu Chun struggling with the beans with her small hands. It didn't look like she was washing beans, but rather like she was roasting chestnuts.

However, he didn't expect Fu Chun to be able to clean it properly; he just wanted the child to be happy.

Soon, Xu Fan finished peeling and washing all the sweet potatoes. Next, he would cut them into sections and strips.

This time, he plans to make a refreshing and cooling mung bean and kelp sweet soup. As for red beans, he wants to cook them into red bean paste to make red bean buns. He also plans to make a sweet potato soup and some fried sweet potato fries.

He used to make mung bean and kelp soup often, but he hasn't made it in a long time, and he doesn't know if he can still make it well. Even if he does make it well, the taste probably won't be very good. Jiang Yichuan always says it tastes bad and drinks it with great difficulty.

Thinking back to the past, Xu Fan felt a little disheartened. He wasn't a good cook to begin with, and everyone he met on the show was incredibly kind—Lin Ke, Lingling, and Fu Chun were all kind people. They would praise his cooking, but he knew in his heart that they were just too kind and didn't want to discourage him.

Cheer up, Xu Fan! This morning, the game had already dragged Fu Chun down, causing the little girl to come in last place. Even though she was unhappy, Fu Chun still brought her a small stool and helped her wash the beans.

If he could make some money this time, he wanted to see if there was a place that sold shoes. Fu Chun had brought small leather shoes with her this time. They were nice, but they would get hot and rub her feet if she walked around in them for too long. He wanted to buy her a pair of more comfortable sandals. He noticed that there was a stream near their home. In the evening, Fu Chun could wear sandals and play in the stream for a while to cool off.

He also needed to buy meat for Fu Chun to supplement her nutrition. Thinking back to the game they played that morning—whether the little girl preferred meat or vegetables—he answered incorrectly; she loved meat.

Thinking of this, he was full of energy again and quickly cut the sweet potatoes into chunks and strips.

The camera cuts to Lin Ke, who, along with Lingling, has washed all the fruit, but what should they do with it? With so few ingredients—fruit, sugar, and milk—it seems like they can't make anything!

How about we try soaking fruit in milk with some sugar and see if it sells? No way, that sounds awful. Milk isn't yogurt, it definitely wouldn't taste good and nobody would buy it!

He and Lingling had been sitting there looking at the pile of fruit and the carton of milk for half a day.

"Lingling, what are your thoughts?"

Left with no other option, he had to ask Lingling for help.

But Lingling was an orphanage child who hadn't eaten much, and she didn't know what these things could be made into. She blinked her innocent, wide eyes and said, "Daddy, I think they taste delicious on their own!"

Genius! Lin Ke felt inspired and decided to simply break down the milk into smaller portions and sell the fruit separately.

"Lingling, you're amazing!" He excitedly picked up Lingling and spun her around.

A blush crept onto Lingling's face; she was a little embarrassed, as few people complimented her.

Their joy lasted only a few seconds before the production crew overheard their conversation and said, "You can't do that. You have to use them to make food and sell it!"

These words struck Lin Ke and Lingling like a bolt of lightning, leaving them utterly stunned and their earlier excitement reduced to dust.

"What should we do?!" Lin Ke was devastated.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up and said to Lingling, "Lingling, Daddy's going out for a bit, I'll be right back!"

Lingling nodded, bewildered. The reason Lin Ke ran out so quickly was that he was afraid the production crew would discover his intentions and forbid him from going, so he ran away as fast as he could.

He went out to find Xu Fan. Xu Fan is such a good cook, she must have a solution!

He used the speed he had when he ran 50 meters in his junior high school physical fitness test, and rushed towards Xu Fan's house, leaving the cameraman looking completely bewildered.

Xu Fan was cutting sweet potatoes when he suddenly heard someone calling him from outside.

"Xu Fan! Xu Fan!"

That's Lin Ke's voice. Is she in trouble?

As he was thinking this, Lin Ke immediately appeared in front of him.

Seeing him panting, Xu Fan asked, "What's wrong? Shall I get you a glass of water?"

"I don't have time to drink water! Xu Fan, can you help me!"

"Sure, what do you need me to do?"

What can you make with some fruit, milk, and sugar?

Upon hearing the question, Xu Fan fell into thought, unsure of what he could do.

He knew he could make a smoothie with some fruit and milk, but there was no juicer here, and not all fruit and milk would taste good together.

Suddenly, he remembered something. The production team didn't seem to have said that he couldn't use materials he already had at home, right?

He took a freshly opened bag of cornstarch from the kitchen and asked Lin Ke, "About how much milk is in it?"

Lin Ke saw him take out a bag of starch and was a little curious about what he was going to do with it.

He thought for a moment and replied, "There's a box of milk at home, with 12 bottles inside, each bottle containing 200 milliliters."

Xu Fan did some mental calculations, then turned around and took a relatively large bowl from the cupboard, poured more than half of the starch into it, leaving only a little bit.

"Here's 400g of starch. Heat the milk in a pot, pour this in, stir well, pour it out to cool and solidify, and you'll have milk pudding. You can also add some fruit."

"You can do that?!" Lin Ke was overjoyed and wished she could pick Xu Fan up and spin him around.

At this moment, Lin Ke's camera crew arrived and captured the scene of Xu Fan teaching Lin Ke the production method.

"What's wrong with the cameraman?! He's running so fast, it's making me dizzy!"

"It seems Lin Ke ran away."

"Xu Fan is so stupid, telling his competitor how to make it."

"Exactly, they even pay out of their own pockets. I'm getting a phobia of stupidity."

"The production team didn't mention any competition. At most, it's just a matter of selling more so that you can have more money to buy things later. Is there anything wrong with Xu Fan helping others?"

"He really is stupid," Fu Qingci thought to himself, "but he seems quite kind, and he's good to Fu Chun too. So be it if he's a little stupid." Actually, he also disliked stupidity, but he wasn't particularly averse to Xu Fan. Perhaps it was because of his kindness to Fu Chun.

If Fu Qingci were at the company today, his employees would be terrified.

Because their aloof, serious, and meticulous boss is now watching the live stream with a frequent smile on his face.

This is so bizarre! The boss has this side to him!

Unfortunately, Fu Qingci is working from home today.

"Thank you, Xu Fan! I'm going back now!" Lin Ke excitedly went back with the bowl of starch in her arms.

Fu Chun sighed like an adult and shook her head. This Xu Fan is always so kind to others, yet he never gets anything in return.

However, she wouldn't say anything about Xu Fan anymore. She wasn't good to Xu Fan either, but Xu Fan was still very good to her.

While sitting there washing beans, she thought for a moment about the tacit understanding question and answer session that morning. There were two questions about Xu Fan and one about her. She had answered both of Xu Fan's questions incorrectly, and losing the competition was a shared reason.

But she took her anger out on Xu Fan, giving him the cold shoulder and speaking to him in a very unpleasant tone. Xu Fan even said during dinner that he would cook separately for her when he got home and wouldn't let her do any housework.

The photographer, who had just run over and was still out of breath, looked completely bewildered when he saw that his subject had run away again.

This means he has to run back again! Poor working class.

When Lin Ke got home, she listened to Xu Fan's method and together with Lingling, they opened the milk and poured it into a pot. After heating it slightly, they poured in all the starch, cooked it for a while, stirred it well, and then poured it into individual porcelain bowls.

Next, we just have to wait for it to cool down!

Now, the camera cuts to Pei Yin, who is stirring a lump of black stuff.

"Ugh! What is this thing? It looks disgusting!"

"Please be mindful of your words. Maybe it looks disgusting, but tastes delicious?"

Pei Yin smiled slightly as he sensed the camera focusing on him and introduced the items in his hands to everyone.

"Hello everyone, I just steamed a pot of rice. Today I'm going to make Japanese food, sushi."

"Who makes black sushi?"

"Did he burn the food?"

"It's impossible for it to be spread so evenly! If it were spread evenly, it would at least have patches of black and white, but this is all black!"

Pei Yin added, "I didn't have any sushi vinegar at home, so I used aged vinegar instead. It should taste about the same."

"...What a talent, using aged vinegar to make sushi."

"Actually, I think it's fine. The point is, the rice is so dark, he probably poured too much. It probably smells sour."

Pei Yin knew he had poured too much. In fact, he had only poured a little bit at first, but when he felt it wasn't enough and was about to pour a little more, the bottle suddenly became uncontrollable and half of it was poured in!

Thankfully there was plenty of rice, so it didn't look like rice soaked in soup.

There was nothing there—no bamboo mat, no sushi vinegar.

Pei Yin cut cucumbers, carrots, and ham into strips, and also fried a few eggs and cut them into strips for later use.

Now here's the problem: how do you make sushi without seaweed or a rolling mat?

Forget it, let's just make rice balls. They'll taste the same!

He simply grabbed a clump of rice with his bare hands, flattened it, added the toppings, and then put it back together.

It doesn't look good, but it must taste good! But he didn't dare to try it. After making the first one, he called Sheng Sheng over.

He smiled kindly and said, "Come on, are you hungry? This is the first rice ball Daddy made. Try it first."

Sheng Sheng came running over excitedly, but when she saw the lump in Pei Yin's hand, her face showed complete rejection.

"This is hilarious! Isn't it supposed to be sushi? How did it turn into rice balls?"

"They don't even wear gloves, that's Indian practice, it'll give you diarrhea."

"Why doesn't he try it himself, haha? Is it because he's afraid to try it?"

"Don't you dare talk about Yinbao like that! He definitely wanted to feed Shengsheng first; everyone was hungry at lunch. What a great fatherly love!"

"...Upstairs, I hope you're getting abstract."

"It looks disgusting, I won't eat it!" Sheng Sheng refused.

Seeing this, Pei Yin didn't bother to pretend anymore. He leaned close to Sheng Sheng's ear and whispered like a devil, "You have to eat it whether you want to or not. Don't forget, this task requires Daddy and child to complete together. You haven't helped me at all since you started playing, have you? If you eat this, I'll consider it as you helping me."

Sheng Sheng was so frightened that he swallowed hard. Fine, he would reluctantly give it a try.

The first bite was a mix of rice aroma and vinegar, a slightly sour taste, but the cucumber and carrot inside were very refreshing, and the eggs were very fragrant. He hadn't eaten meat and eggs for several days, and eating the eggs made him feel satisfied.

He finished the rice ball in just a few bites.

"How is it?" Pei Yin asked expectantly.

"Not bad," Sheng Sheng commented.

Pei Yin breathed a sigh of relief; he was at ease.

He went back to making rice balls.

Wen Jingqian has already prepared the dough. He only knows how to make clear soup noodles, but he has never tried making them from flour before. Moreover, clear soup noodles are not suitable for sale, so he decided to make pancakes with eggs, pork belly, and vegetables. It should be pretty good.

But he had never made pancakes before. He simply mixed the dough with cold water, added some salt, and then didn't know what to do next.

Or should we just make them into pancakes and fry them in a pan?

He did just that, pinching the dough into small pieces, flattening them, and throwing them directly into the oil.

Wow, he exudes the aura of a married man!

"Looks very skilled, looking forward to the finished product."

"I think he's the best cook besides Xu Fan."

"I bet he's making roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)! I love eating that."

It's done frying, and it looks pretty good. The pancake is white with a crispy crust on the outside.

Then he fried all the eggs, and next he sliced ​​the pork belly and fried it in the pan.

After frying, he split the pancake in half, and Jiajia obediently put the meat, eggs, and lettuce inside.

"I overestimated him; the meat for roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) needs to be braised."

"Haha, how can this not be considered a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)?"

"No, there wasn't a single drop of sauce in it! It's completely tasteless."

"Summer is here, it's good to eat something light."

Finally, we arrived at Ji Yuzhi's house.

The director placed him last because his family didn't even have a pot, and finding one would definitely take a long time.

Indeed, he had learned from his previous failure. This time, he tried to seduce a villager by calling a woman in her sixties "sister" as soon as he entered. The woman was overjoyed and gave him a pot.

He realized he had a pot, but no fire! So he asked his grandma for a lighter.

When I got home, I got some wood from the backyard, lit it with a lighter, and threw the pot on it.

The wood was piled up haphazardly, and the pot was placed on it crookedly, as if it might tip over at any moment.

Ji Yuzhi acted as if he hadn't seen anything, humming a little tune as he added water, threw in the ribs, scallions, ginger, and garlic, added some soy sauce, and then left it at that.

He decided to make pork rib rice today. Once it's done, he'll sneak a bowl first, and that'll solve dinner too. Perfect!

"...Is this a savage?"

"That's hilarious, because they don't have a pot at home."

"Without any spices, how can it taste good?"

"I added scallions, ginger, and garlic to remove the fishy smell. I wouldn't say it's delicious, but it should be edible, and it won't kill you."

There was pork ribs stewing beside him, and the backyard had a bit of wind and shade in the afternoon. Ji Yuzhi lay there and fell asleep.

Cameraman: ...I came here to film you sleeping? At least pretend for a second, man!

There was nothing left to film, so he went to look for Chaochao and found him asleep in the room, hugging Nezha.

Cameraman: What do we do now!

Production team: There's no other way, let's cut the camera to the other guests' homes!