The theme is "True Friends." One of the guests acts as the host, while the other four participate in his life, forcibly integrating into unfamiliar or mismatched environments. The first reactions of human nature are quite interesting.
The production team also specially arranged for Su Shangting to be the host on the second day.
Su Shangting is a young master from a wealthy family. His living environment is filled with more materialism and human nature, and he is also very aggressive in his personality. The production team's arrangement is practically an invitation to "get into a fight."
Wen Feiran was unaware of the production team's scheme; she was packed up and sent to the car the very next day after she woke up.
As the car drove further away from the city center, the area became increasingly prosperous and upscale. Wen Feiran couldn't take it all in, staring intently at the outside world. The viewers in the live stream also gained a real understanding of the world of the wealthy and were shocked.
[A statue exposed to the elements is gilded? I don't understand this design. What's the difference between this and throwing money down the street because you have too much to spend?]
[Where's the address? I'm sneaking in today, I'll bite the gold off with my teeth!]
[I finally understand why Su Shangting always prepares four-figure, even five-figure gifts for his fans; the young master clearly doesn't care about that kind of money.]
How much?! Is it too late for me to become a fan of Su Shangting now?
[Welcome to the fan club! SuSu will prepare gifts for everyone, but please don't give gifts professionally. We have to recruit people in the group every day, it's exhausting. smiley face]
Su Shangting and Wen Feiran were the closest. He personally greeted them outside, declined the butler's offer, and led Wen Feiran on a tour of each room. Wen Feiran's mouth was slightly open the whole time, and her expression was blank, as if she were visiting the Grand View Garden.
Su Shangting said with a smile, "I've prepared a surprise to welcome you."
Wen Feiran asked curiously, "What are you preparing?"
He didn't notice the butler standing beside him freeze up with a smile as he said this, and silently wiped the sweat from his brow.
Su Shangting wore a smug expression. "You'll find out soon enough."
Su Shangting went to make secret preparations, and not long after, Zou Yuxing arrived. Zou Yuxing was very familiar with the place and acted like the host, taking Wen Feiran to find some fun things to do.
When it was lunchtime, the other two guests arrived, and Wen Feiran and Zou Yuxing went to the door to greet them.
"I'm sorry, we live too far away, and there's traffic on the way," Meng Jingxiu said.
Zou Yuxing waved his hand dismissively, "You've come at the perfect time. Let me tell you, the food at Su Shangting's house is exceptionally delicious. We've had over a dozen chefs in our family, and none of them can replicate this taste."
Wen Feiran:... A dozen or so?!
Zou Yuxing didn't think there was anything wrong with it, and continued, "His family is really extravagant. Every time they cook, they fill the table with food, and they have specialties made by chefs from eighteen countries. Even if you're a very picky eater, you're sure to find something you like."
As he spoke, he licked his lips, drool practically dripping from his mouth.
Zou Yuxing's vivid expressions and enthusiastic sales pitch really appealed to the other three people, especially the two new guests, who had been traveling for a long time and were already hungry after hearing this.
There was an awkward moment, then Zou Yuxing waved, "Let's hurry to the restaurant."
No one can refuse.
Gourmet food
The temptation was irresistible. They stopped exchanging pleasantries and hurried forward, leaning forward and staring intently in the direction of the restaurant.
But before they even got close, they smelled a strange odor.
The top notes smell like burnt food, the middle notes are sour and bitter, and the base notes have a faint hint of stinky tofu, all mixed together irritating the nasal cavity and hitting the top of the head.
Wen Feiran paused, a sense of foreboding creeping into her heart.
Is he just too unsophisticated? Is this what it tastes like when cuisines from eighteen different countries are combined?
The thought had barely crossed his mind when he saw Zou Yuxing make the same expression. "It wasn't like this before. What happened? Why does it look a bit like swill?"
Viewers in the live stream. "..."
The group exchanged bewildered glances, remaining rooted to the spot. The butler quickly approached them, his smile and polite manners masking a forceful attitude that resembled kidnapping.
Wen Feiran closed her eyes tightly for a moment. Combining this with Su Shangting's previous words, she suddenly had an ominous premonition, as if she could already see that tragic ending.
The four people were forced onto stools, and in front of them were unidentified objects that were a mixture of black and dark green, and plates of such objects filled the room.
On either side of them stood the legendary chefs from eighteen countries, renowned for their exceptional culinary skills. They stood tall and straight, their expressions serious, as if they were about to preside over a court session.
"This... this..." Zou Yuxing shook his head in disbelief, unable to find the right words to describe the food in front of him.
"Could they have changed the recipe?" he muttered to himself, tentatively scooping up a spoonful.
The black paste was still boiling and churning, tiny particles splashing out as the bubbles burst, and a round object fell off the spoon.
Wen Feiran leaned closer and stared at it for a long time, then suddenly gasped.
Could it be... a fish eye?!
Others, puzzled by his reaction, asked, "What is it?"
Wen Feiran pursed her lips, unsure how to begin.
Just as the atmosphere reached an impasse, Su Shangting took off his apron and walked out of the kitchen with a smile.
His steps were light, his nose was upturned, he was practically begging for praise.
"This is the first time I've brought friends home. To show my welcome, I spent two days carefully researching and personally cooking a sumptuous lunch for you. Please don't be shy, eat as much as you like."
Su Shangting was still the same arrogant young master. He sat down in the chair with elegant movements, picked up his knife and fork, and reached for the plate of charred, unidentified objects in front of him.