The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

Monet woke up naturally and, upon checking the time, realized it was still early before the meeting time.

Cherno was no longer in bed; Monet thought he must have gone to prepare breakfast.

Ever since Cherno learned to cook, he's been the one cooking whenever he's around and whenever he has time.

Cherno himself also enjoyed the process; he felt that watching the people he loved eat the food he cooked was a pleasure.

Monet squirmed in bed for a while, then sat up, changed her clothes, and washed up.

Upon entering the living room, they found King Chedonhi and Queen Anakin already seated at the table, eating with graceful movements that were a delight to behold.

Cherno carried a plate and placed it in front of Monet. The plate contained two fried eggs, some corn kernels, and sliced ​​apples.

Anaqing joked, "Xian'er, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known that Cherno had a talent for cooking."

Che Dongxi swallowed the food in his mouth: "Yeah, I have to say, what he made actually tastes pretty good."

"If it weren't for His Majesty and His Highness having such a wonderful son, I wouldn't have had the chance to taste his cooking!"

A flurry of mutual flattery ensued, creating a harmonious and delicious atmosphere at the table.

When the two arrived at the shop entrance, the renovation workers were doing their final touches and cleaning, and several shop employees were helping out.

After counting the number of people, there were still 4 people missing.

Cherno asked the boy with short silver hair and freckles, "Jamir, do you have the communication numbers for the four who didn't come?"

Jamil, who was helping out, stopped what he was doing: "Your Highness, yes, I'll contact them right away!"

About five interstellar hours later, Jamil came over: "Your Highness, I've contacted all four of them. Two of them will be here in ten interstellar hours, and the other two said their families don't approve, so they're not coming!"

"Gamir, give me the names and contact numbers of the two people who aren't coming, and I'm canceling the contract!"

After obtaining the names and contact numbers, Cherno tapped a few times on the communicator and cancelled the contracts of the two individuals. He felt he should find out the attitudes of the employees' families towards the job, since they were just recent graduates.

Just then, the two late students arrived, and Cherno clapped his hands: "Everyone, assemble!"

Eighteen people lined up voluntarily, called out their numbers, and waited for Cherno to speak, each standing as straight as a scallion.

"Alright, everyone, we're colleagues from now on. Even though I'm the boss, if there's anything I don't do well, you can tell me!"

"I have another question: what do your family members think about this job?"

These 18 people were chattering away:

“Your Highness, my family is so happy to know that I’m going to work for you, and the salary and benefits are so good. They’re showing it off to everyone.”

"Me too. My father used to be a soldier on the border. He retired a few years ago due to injury. He was once saved by the eldest prince, who told me that even if I didn't get paid, I should still work for the eldest prince!"

"Your Highness, and me too. My parents are researchers who have been obsessed with cultivation for years, though only with Irmophyllus. They know my job is cultivation and told me to study hard so I can go back and take over their research lab."

"And me, my family lives in the Federation near the Alliance. My family bought some natural plants on the black market, saying they tasted very good, and told me to send them some whenever I had some."

From what everyone was saying, it was clear that their families fully agreed to let them do this job.

Monet Xian'er chimed in, "We understand everyone's attitude. Now that the shop is cleaned up, we'll officially get to work. Planters, please step forward."

After a series of footsteps, eight people stood at the front of the line.

"Alright, the eight of you come with me. The eldest prince will take care of the rest."

Monet led them to the back of the shop, where the two storefronts were connected, creating a larger area.

A room was specially set aside as a warehouse, and the entire warehouse was equipped with strict security measures.

There were also two robots at the entrance for security.

Upon entering the warehouse, they found a teleportation mirror already installed inside. Monet led them to a stop in front of the mirror.

"Alright everyone, this is our passage. Just cross it and you'll be at your workplace. Don't be afraid, you won't feel anything when you go through the passage."

She was the first to disappear from everyone's sight. Before anyone could react to the shock, they entered the teleportation mirror one after another.

The location across the teleportation mirror is right in front of the guesthouse building.

The eight people had just stood still when they were all stunned by the sight before them and couldn't speak for a long time, their eyes seemingly unable to get enough of it.

Some rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were seeing things.

After a long pause, someone murmured, "Princess Consort, is all of this real?"

Monet found the children's expressions amusing. "They're all real. If you don't believe me, you can touch them yourselves."

Upon hearing this, the eight people scattered like birds and beasts. Some touched the flowers, some touched the crops in the field, some picked grapes, and some even rolled around in the vegetable garden...

Seeing how much fun the children were having, Monet couldn't bear to call them. Oh well, they'd all be working here eventually anyway, so let them get used to the environment first.

Monet took out the space button for the machines and released the 20 robots. After inputting the program, she instructed the robots to be responsible for harvesting the vegetables in the soil.

She then redeemed a combine harvester from the mall, drove it into the rice paddies, and began harvesting the rice.

The rumbling sound of the harvesters attracted the attention of many employees.

They all rushed over and asked her what this big thing was. Monet gave them a simple explanation.

There was a tall boy named Mozanka who said he wanted to be in charge of operating the harvester. The intense light in his eyes was so bright it could set you on fire.

It was clear that Mosanka was very interested in the harvester he had never seen before, and Monet didn't expose him. She simply explained the operating instructions and let him figure it out on his own.

Mozanka was very clever, and he quickly got the hang of it.

The remaining people were also quick-witted and automatically joined the robots in picking, packing, and carrying the fruit.

Seeing that everyone was already in work mode, Monet went back to her guesthouse to cook lunch for them.

I cooked a big pot of white rice, and there were all sorts of dishes: stir-fried cabbage, cold cucumber salad, stir-fried pork with chili peppers (the pork was taken from the space), scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a spinach soup. All of these dishes were served in bowls.

After she finished cooking, in the short time she had been away for a year, the robot and the other eight people had already harvested most of the land.

The combine harvester had already cut half of the rice paddy. Monet called out to the busy workers, "Lunch is ready!"

Monet provided chopsticks and spoons for them to choose from.

Looking at this table of dishes, the eight people looked somewhat bewildered: "Princess Consort, what are all these?"

Monet explained while standing up, "These are all things you picked from the ground today, and this rice is also from what Mozambique harvested. Try it, you'll definitely like the taste, it's much better than the nutrient solution."

At her enthusiastic invitation, Mosanka took a spoonful of tomato and egg sauce and reluctantly put it in her mouth.