The longed-for village system

Chapter 7 Treasure Man

"Wang Dao's user count has exceeded 650 million. At this rate, it will soon exceed 700 million, and our servers will not be able to handle it."

Old Wang was well aware of the reminder from his subordinates, so when he saw the number of online users rising sharply, he was already preparing to call the station to request additional servers. Of course, he was even more surprised by the influence of an ordinary person.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to describe it as terrifying; it even made him consider signing Chen Qing as a regular guest.

After finishing a song, Chen Qing put down his guitar, got up, and walked towards the kitchen. "Teacher Huang, let me help you!"

Although he possessed a system and the skills it granted him, and had many classic songs from his past life in his mind, Chen Qing didn't want to stand out too much. He would have refused if he hadn't had no other choice.

"Oh! Great! I didn't expect you could cook, Xiao Chen!" Huang Shi was a little surprised, but happily accepted Chen Qing's kindness.

"I can't cook, but I can help out and chop vegetables."

Cook?

Chen Qing stated that he only knows how to cook one dish, 'top-tier dark cuisine,' and if they dare to eat it, he wouldn't mind making a few dishes to let them taste the flavors of hell.

However, it's no problem to help out, since some skills are interconnected. For example, if your carving skill is exceptional, your knife skills will definitely be good, and you can certainly handle small tasks.

After glancing at Chen Qing's knife skills, Huang Shi left with a sense of relief. "Finally, I have someone to help me. Now I can relax."

"I can only help out; I can't really do anything myself. I can only cook instant noodles and fried rice," Chen Qing replied truthfully with a smile.

However, Huang Shi didn't quite believe it. After all, how could someone with such superb knife skills only know how to make instant noodles and fried rice? He took it as Chen Qing being modest, and his impression of Chen Qing improved even more.

In this fast-paced era, few young people are as humble as Chen Qing. He has seen too many people who only know a little bit but claim to be experts.

He had seen people who could only say a few simple greetings but claimed to speak several languages, while when asked to speak a complete sentence, they were like a mute who could open their mouth for a long time without uttering a single word.

With Chen Qing's help, dinner was served quickly. Chen Qing waited for Huang Shi to be seated before sitting down himself, which made the others like him even more.

Huang Shi and Teacher He are both veterans in the entertainment industry. Although they are kind and don't care about these details, their lack of formality is their attitude and care for the younger generation. It doesn't mean that they don't want to be respected or that the younger generation can be arrogant.

"Come on, let's have a drink to our landlord, Xiao Chen," Huang Shi said, raising his glass to the group.

"Thank you, everyone. I also want to toast you." In his previous life, Chen Qing always saw celebrities looking blissful and happy when they ate the food made by Huang Shi in videos. This time, after eating it himself, he had a direct experience of it.

The claim that it was "delicious to the point of being amazing" obviously involved an element of performance, but it was genuinely delicious, not much worse than some restaurant chefs, and of course, even more so for this "dark chef."

"It's delicious, really great, and it's just as good as the chefs in hotels."

Hearing Chen Qing's praise, Huang Shi beamed with joy. As a chef, nothing is more gratifying than when diners are satisfied with his work. Huang Shi, who usually has little appetite, even started eating.

"It's just right. If this old hen were stewed any longer, it would become tough. Now it's perfectly seasoned and the meat won't get stuck in your teeth," Huang Shi commented after taking a bite of his dish.

Everyone started eating with their heads down. After they were half full, Teacher He probably noticed that it was too quiet and started to find topics to talk about. Of course, the first person he asked was Ouyang Chenqing.

"Xiao Chen's previous two songs were great! I didn't know you could write songs! Amazing."

"I wrote this when I had nothing to do and just felt like it. That's all I can do. I can't compare to the two teachers, Pengpeng, and my sister."

Huang Shi seemed to have anticipated Chen Qing's answer, so he immediately chimed in after he finished speaking, "Little Chen, you're being modest! These two songs alone are better than many others, and you're capable of much more than that!"

"Pengpeng, sister, I have a question for you! Do you know who built this house?" Teacher He gave the two a topic to participate in.

Of course, Peng Peng and Zhang Zifeng both shook their heads, indicating they didn't know. They really liked the mushroom house, especially after learning that it was constructed entirely of wood without a single nail. They were amazed by its construction, as a wooden house could be fixed without nails, which was beyond their comprehension.

"This master craftsman is right in front of you. Let me introduce him to you." Huang Shi, also showing his appreciation for talent, introduced the house to the live broadcast camera: "This house was built by our Xiao Chen by hand over a month. The house is entirely made of wood and was built without a single nail. Teacher He and I witnessed this firsthand. His mortise and tenon craftsmanship is amazing."

"Yes, I can testify to that. This table in front of us was assembled right under my and Huang Shi's noses, without using a single nail."

Teacher He also spoke up as a witness, expressing their awe at Chen Qing's carpentry skills. Even though they had seen many grand occasions, they were still amazed by Chen Qing's abilities.

"Really? Is it that amazing? I was born in '94 too! I feel like I've wasted my life." Peng Peng exclaimed with a shocked expression.

Although her younger sister Zhang Zifeng didn't say anything, she also looked at Chen Qing with a surprised expression, showing curiosity about this landlord who was the same age as her brother. He really seemed like a treasure boy.

The children in the live stream became lively the moment they heard Huang and He's introduction, and the chat started flying with comments.

(End of this chapter)