The Salted Fish Transmigrates as a Wealthy Stepdad and Goes Viral on a Parenting Variety Show - Chapter 29

“One coconut crab, two coconuts, two pots, a set of bowls and chopsticks for each person, plus three catties of rice, and a kitchen knife. What do you think, Director Chen?”

Chen Liqing gave a bitter smile. “Mr. Gu, you are asking for a deep discount here.”

Gu Wancheng said calmly, “I believe my coconut crab is worth it.”

Chen Liqing thought for a moment. “No.”

[I knew Director Chen was not that kind of person.]

[Does Gu Wancheng think everyone can be threatened by him?]

The next second, Chen Liqing added, “Add two catties of shepherd’s purse as well.”

The anti-fans, who were slapped in the face by this reversal, looked at Chen Liqing in shock. Their trust had been misplaced after all.

[Truly “not afraid of power,” Chen Liqing.]

[Bold! Director Chen is simply one who recognizes that “the wise man submits to circumstances.”]

[Why be so tactful?]

[Director Chen just followed his heart.]

“Go get it yourself; I will not see you out. Oh, and remember to send a lighter and tools for eating the crab,” Gu Wancheng said.

Chen Liqing looked at Chaochao, who was puffed up like a pufferfish, and then looked at Gu Wancheng.

The latter sent back a confused gaze, then suddenly realized.

Gu Wancheng pinched Chaochao’s cheeks, manually “deflating” him. “Chaochao, it is all right now. Go play.”

Chaochao asked in a milky voice, “Is it really all right?”

“It is really all right.”

Chaochao patted his chest and looked at him like he was looking at a child. “Then tell me the next time you are bullied. As long as I am here, I will absolutely not let anyone bully you.”

[The natural order is reversed, right? Which one of you is the father and which is the son?]

[Fine, fine, fine. Next time three-year-old Cheng is bullied, he must tell Brother Chaochao.]

Gu Wancheng looked at the protective little cub with a face full of gratification. As expected of his kid.

Jian Yue gave Gu Wancheng a thumbs up. “As expected of you.”

Gu Wancheng accepted the praise without any modesty, completely forgetting the greatest contributor, the kid’s “old father.”

Jian Yue furrowed his brows, feeling as if something was missing. Suddenly, he punched his left hand with his right. “Right! Did we collect any firewood?”

Ah! Huh?

The group stared at each other, seeing confusion in each other’s eyes.

Gu Wancheng slapped his forehead. “Let us go collect some now. We will cook dinner when we get back.”

Seeing that the sun was about to set, everyone moved quickly. Any slower and it would be dark.

Chen Liqing had the staff deliver the items they wanted, placing them on the table where they had eaten lunch earlier, as they had not cleared it away.

After Gu Wancheng and the others returned from gathering firewood, they built a simple stove using stones.

Jian Yue asked, “Who knows how to start a fire?”

Chu Yi’an said, “I do.”

Jian Yue let out a long sigh of relief and immediately stuffed the lighter into his arms. “I leave it to you, Hero.”

Chu Yi’an: “…” There is really no need to call me that.

Since someone was starting the fire, Gu Wancheng and the remaining four divided the tasks: washing the dishes, washing the vegetables, and washing the rice.

The moon snails had sand inside, so they had to let them spit out the sand for a while; they would eat them tomorrow.

As the eldest brother of the team, Zhao Chengyu volunteered to handle the octopus.

Looking at the wriggling octopus, he was at a loss for a moment. Finally, he raised the knife and brought it down, cutting its head off directly.

Several tentacles were still squirming. Pushing them aside with the kitchen knife, Zhao Chengyu cut open the head. A large glob of black ink gushed out. Looking at the ink, Zhao Chengyu paused, then expressionlessly washed it off in the water.

[Why are the tentacles still moving even though the head is cut off?]

[Let me explain, because… and therefore… it moves.]

[? Are you sure you actually said anything?]

[You do not understand; this is the Emperor’s New Script.]

[Wait, what does that mean? Is that a personal attack?]

[No, no, no, you misunderstood.]

[Hmph.]

[He is not attacking you; he is clearly attacking everyone present.]

[??]

[Confused cat.jpg]

[You want to take on thousands of people by yourself?]

[Six.]

After finally getting the octopus chopped and the vegetables washed, the preparation was done.

Gu Wancheng took out the seasonings he had found today. Jian Yue looked at them. “Did Director Chen give these?” His tone was full of suspicion toward Chen Liqing.

Chaochao immediately said loudly, “I discovered this!”

Tongtong: “Wow, Chaochao, you are so amazing.”

Zuo Zuo: “Where did you find it?”

Mitu: “Chaochao is so great.”

Xiao Xiao nodded silently, also thinking he was very impressive for finding a box on the first day.

Being praised by his partners made Chaochao even happier; his head was held so high it was almost touching the sky. “It was nothing! I just found it all at once.”

Jian Yue looked at the proud Chaochao and pinched his face. “Oho, Chaochao is so amazing, finding the first box.”

Chaochao covered his pinched face and said loudly, “You cannot pinch my face!”

Jian Yue raised an eyebrow. “Gu Wancheng can pinch it?”

Chaochao immediately said, “Baba can pinch it. Do you not have your own son? How can you pinch someone else’s son?”

Jian Yue’s lip twitched. Sorry, he really did not have a son of his own.

Zuo Zuo added gloomily from the side, “Brother does not have a wife; he only has a younger brother.”

Chaochao was stunned for a moment and looked at Jian Yue with pity. So he did not have a wife.

[Correct, correct, correct. Brother Jian is a single dog.]

[With no wife, Brother Jian can only play with other people’s kids.]

[See that? A single dog with no wife.]

Jian Yue, a bachelor since birth who was being pitied by a four-year-old for not having a wife: “…”

Long live being single, okay? I can do whatever I want.

Gu Wancheng coughed lightly to hide the upward curve of his lips and said, “Chaochao found it today. It was hanging on a tree branch. The seasonings inside are quite complete.”

Since there were no side dishes, they finally decided to stir-fry the octopus and shepherd’s purse together.

Gu Wancheng remembered something. “How long does it take to cook rice over a fire?”

Jian Yue rubbed his chin and looked at Chu Yi’an. “Hero, what is your insight?”

Chu Yi’an was weary. “Can you stop calling me that…”

Jian Yue: “Okay, Hero. So, what is your insight?”

Chu Yi’an: My silence is deafening.

He spoke helplessly, “About thirty minutes. Boil the water and rice, then scoop out the rice along with the rice water and drain it. After that, put the drained rice into the large iron pot, poke some air holes with chopsticks, and slowly let the rice steam over a low fire until it is done.”

Xu Xiashi had only ever used an electric rice cooker and had never used firewood. She was confused by this operation, so she asked humbly, “Why do you have to scoop it out and drain it?”

“The rice would turn into mush in the pot, and the bottom would easily become a crust while the inside remains uncooked.”

[Brother Chu knows so much.]

[So that is how it works! Shocked cat.jpg]

[No wonder I cooked it for so long before and the rice ended up burnt yet still undercooked. Crying cat.jpg]

“So that is the case. I have learned something,” Xu Xiashi said, nodding.

Jiang Yu smiled and praised, “Yi’an is only nineteen; I did not expect you to know so much.”

Inwardly, he was dismissive and extremely disdainful. Who wants to know how to cook rice with firewood? Just a hillbilly.

Gu Wancheng yawned and reached out to rub his eyes, feeling a bit sleepy again.

He looked down and met Chaochao’s disapproving gaze.

Gu Wancheng: ?? Meow meow meow?

Chaochao sighed and patted Gu Wancheng’s leg. His milky voice carried a hint of earnestness. “You cannot rub your eyes with dirty hands. Little bugs will get in.”

Gu Wancheng, who had just finished washing vegetables: “…”

“Okay.”

[For a moment, I cannot tell who is actually the son.]

[Chengcheng was lectured by Chaochao again. Hahahaha.]

[Funny. It is the first time I have seen a son educate his father.]

[The way Chengcheng says “Okay” is so obedient. Dying from lack of oxygen.jpg]

Chaochao wrinkled his small face, sighing and shaking his head. Baba was truly a handful; he would definitely have to keep a close eye on him.

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