"I'm here to help you."

Song Chuyi started speaking the Korean language he had learned from Qian Xihe. His stuttering sounded a little stiff, but even though his words were not very clear, the intonation was almost the same, so the girl could still understand some of it.

She subconsciously looked towards her relatives as if for help, and seemed to call out "Aunt" weakly.

The voice was not loud, buried in the sounds of the stove and the clatter of dishes in the back kitchen. It seemed that the aunt had been paying attention to this side, and when she heard the girl's question, she said something without even raising her head.

Auntie: Nonsense. Even if a girl who looks like a celebrity comes in with a cameraman to take pictures, I will have to distract myself and pay attention to her even if I am extremely busy.

Song Chuyi didn't quite understand what he heard and raised his hand to scratch his ear with his little finger, blinking his innocent big eyes and waiting for the boss's arrangements.

After accepting the request from her relatives, the girl quickly glanced at the cameraman before starting to direct Song Chuyi.

Maybe she didn't realize it, but in fact it had been recorded very clearly by the camera. It seemed that it was because it was the first time she faced the camera at such a close distance. Her eyes, like a deer's, were pure and clear, and the light pink blush on her cheeks made the little girl's young and childish face look like a peach blossom.

The few people whose faces were revealed without being blurred during the broadcast were naturally informed in advance. Even after the editing, they were shown the video in advance through contact information before it was broadcast on the Chinese software.

It is conceivable how annoyed and shy a shy girl would feel when she sees her every move in the camera. Of course, this is all a story for later.

The girl now was directing Song Chuyi to wash the vegetables together. Compared to squatting to wash the vegetables by herself, perhaps out of consideration for Song Chuyi, she found a small stool in the corner for her to sit on.

Even so, Song Chuyi, who had just stood up after sitting on the low bench for a long time, couldn't help but grimace and rub his sore knees and calves.

It wasn't just Song Chuyi who was busy. Several other people outside were also helping to entertain the guests.

As the backbone, Qian Xihe helped translate and directed which table the spicy hot pot should be served to.

Bai Menggui, Lin Shengpu and others worked in perfect harmony. It was obvious that the three of them had highly consistent ideas, and they cooperated tacitly to take care of the guests in the store and made them feel at home, fully demonstrating their team spirit.

[The Nutcracker: There is not much difference between sitting on this low stool and squatting, except that your buttocks rest a little.]

【Chopped Chili Fish Head: Sure, I think if I give them a shop, they can do well. 】

[Give me a cup of love water: The above, you want the artist to take care of you, I'm afraid you are dreaming. ]

[Rose Funeral: Isn't there a variety show like that now? Let the celebrities open a restaurant and be a boss to entertain guests. Recommend it to the "profiteers" and pack them up. ??? ?(?ˉ???ˉ???)?"]

【Overseas Traveler: Hehe, if there is one, I will definitely sign up to eat it no matter how expensive it is. If all the artists in the entire company are packed in, there will definitely be enough people, and there will be no need for any flying guests. 】

[Hongdoushengnanguo: Okay, okay, you guys are really bold, why don’t you bring the “scoundrel” boss down with you? 】

【Little Apple: I don’t care what you think, as long as I think it’s enough. (??????)】

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