Nan Chu remembered Zhuang Wenqi's reminder and said, "Going out together isn't a good idea since you guys are too famous. If we go out together, it will definitely cause a commotion."
"I'll go buy the ingredients myself. Just tell me what you want to make, and I'll come back with everything."
Fang You: [Damn, it's this Nan Chu again, always ruining my plans.]
Zhuo Han: [Quite self-aware.]
Zhuo Han agreed, "I think Nan Chu is right, I agree. How about we just wait at home and let her go by herself?"
Jiang Han saw that Nan Chu was going to buy groceries and said, "I'm not famous, I'll go with you."
Sha Mengyuan said, "I'll go too."
Nangong Hengmo said, "You guys buy the groceries, and the five of us will cook."
Nan Chu nodded, "Okay."
"What ingredients do you need? We can buy them."
President Meng said, "I'm making curry chicken."
"Alright." Nan Chu nodded and looked at the others, "What about you?"
Nangong Hengmo said shyly, "I can only make boiled cabbage in water."
Zhuo Han quickly chimed in, "Boiled cabbage is great, healthy and nutritious."
Xu Fei: "Pan-fried steak."
Xu Fei couldn't cook, but she felt pan-frying a steak should be simple enough to manage.
Fang You: "Spicy stir-fried pork, tomato scrambled eggs."
Zhuo Han said, "I can only make tomato scrambled eggs too. Brother Fang, how about you make the spicy stir-fried pork and I do the scrambled eggs?"
Fang You nodded, "Sure."
"Alright, let's go shopping." Nan Chu took the money from the production team, and the three of them set off.
Jiang Han drove.
Seeing that Nan Chu was going to sit in the back, Jiang Han said, "Nan Chu, sit in the front seat. You can help look up where to buy groceries."
"Okay." Nan Chu sat in the front seat, took out her phone, and searched.
After finding the search results, she opened the navigation, "Let's go here."
"Okay."
After more than half an hour, they reached the self-service supermarket.
Nan Chu quickly found the ingredients they needed.
Sha Mengyuan asked, "Aren't we getting rice and oil?"
Nan Chu shook her head, "No need, there's rice and oil in the kitchen cabinets, and we're not short on seasonings."
Sha Mengyuan: "That's good then."
The three of them quickly bought everything, including other ingredients Nan Chu planned to use for snacks or breakfast.
With the shopping done, the three returned.
After they left, Zhuo Han suggested, "How about we allocate the rooms now? That way, everyone can rest for a bit."
Nangong Hengmo: "Let's wait for them to come back with the groceries before assigning rooms."
Zhuo Han, having been opposed, toned down his smile and explained, "I thought everyone might be tired, so I wanted to let everyone rest."
[I think this Zhuo Han just wants to rest himself and drag everyone else along.]
[Our Han Han is thinking about everyone.]
[The Emperor isn't in good health, so Han Han wants the Emperor to rest in the room.]
[Why drag the Emperor into this? Doesn't the Emperor know about his own health? The Emperor didn't even bring it up, but your spoiled brat did.]
[Don't try to use our Emperor! Emperor fans won't accept it.]
[Everyone wants a piece of the Emperor, huh?]
Zhuo Han's fans were overwhelmed by Nangong Hengmo's fans and dared not speak out.
The show "Twenty-one Days of Love" hit the trending searches, and the other three artists under Zhuang Wenqi called her one after another.
All of them wanted Zhuang Wenqi to replace Nan Chu and give them the spot.
Zhuang Wenqi ignored them entirely. It was a resource she got through personal connections, and she could give it to whoever she wanted. Going to the company wouldn't change anything.
When Nan Chu and the others returned, Nangong Hengmo said, "Let's allocate the rooms first."
"Men on the first floor, women on the second floor."
"The room designs are all the same, so choose freely."
The production team had redecorated the homestay. There were six rooms on the first floor, arranged in two rows, three rooms facing each other.
There were also six rooms on the second floor, also arranged three by three, facing each other.
There were room numbers too, from 101 to 106 on the first floor, and 201 to 206 on the second.
Rooms 123 were on the left, 456 on the right.
The rooms were quickly chosen.
Room 101 was Nangong Hengmo's, room 104 was Meng Yuan's, facing each other.
Fang You took 102, Jiang Han 105, also facing each other.
Room 201 was Xu Fei's, 202 was Zhuo Han's, 204 was Sha Mengyuan's, 205 was Li Wenya's, and 206 was Nan Chu's.
After picking rooms, Nangong and the others went to cook.
Nan Chu returned to her room to unpack.
She had only brought a suitcase, a makeup bag, a few outfits, and three pairs of shoes.
Not much, but enough to change and wash.
Once she finished unpacking, Nan Chu took out the phone given by the production team, as the phones of all the guests had been collected. They would only return them once the live broadcast was over.
The phone provided by the team only had intranet access, no internet, so she couldn't look up information after the live broadcast.
However, the phone had many local books, so Nan Chu opened those classic books to read.
Currently, the live broadcast camera was all focused on the kitchen side.
Because Meng Yuan and the others were cooking.
Meng Yuan frowned slightly at the unpeeled potatoes. When he usually made curry chicken, the ingredients were prepped, so he only needed to cook.
But now, the potatoes, onions, and garlic weren't prepped.
Sha Mengyuan said, "President Meng, I'll peel the potatoes for you."
"Thank you."
Sha Mengyuan smiled sweetly, "Don't mention it."
Sha Mengyuan began to peel the potatoes.
Zhuo Han thought: It seems Sha Mengyuan is interested in Meng Yuan, can't let her steal Meng Yuan's attention.
Zhuo Han quickly said, "President Meng, since I'm going to cut the tomatoes anyway, how about I help you slice the onions too?"
"Thanks."
Meng Yuan looked at the garlic and handed it to Nangong Hengmo, "Can you peel these for me?"
"Call me brother and I'll help you peel them."
"Get lost."
"Tsk, you're not as cute as you were when you were little, always chasing and calling me brother."
Meng Yuan glared at Nangong Hengmo.
[Nangong Emperor, please tell us more, I love hearing about President Meng's childhood.]
[You can tell Nangong Emperor and President Meng are close.]
[A love-hate brotherhood.]
Still, Nangong Hengmo helped Meng Yuan peel the garlic.
Watching the live broadcast, Zhuang Wenqi was frustrated and thought everyone knew the camera was in the living room, so they all stayed there.
But Nan Chu went to her room instead and hadn't come down for a long time.
It would be nice if she came down to help.
Otherwise, online haters might find something else to criticize her about.
Saying she's not friendly or doesn't help out.
Lazy, spoiled, and all that.
But there was no way to contact her. Before handing in her phone, Nan Chu had messaged Zhuang Wenqi to tell her it had been collected and she could only get it back after the live broadcast.
Perhaps because Zhuang Wenqi was thinking of her, Nan Chu came downstairs.
Nan Chu came down to refill her thermos with hot water; she had finished her water.