CHAPTER 24: CHAPTER 24: A SATISFYING MEAL

Everyone was momentarily stunned, but Wang Sirui was the first to react. He reached out and put his arm around Qin Hao, leaning most of his body weight on him, urging, "If you’re not eager to eat, there’s something wrong with your attitude! I’ve been working all morning, and I’m starving."

"How about we go to that fish shop we sell to? They’re pretty nice." Yang Leqi quickly decided on their next destination.

"Sure." Qin Yun nodded without hesitation.

As long as there’s food, it doesn’t matter where they go.

"Let’s go!" Wang Sirui concluded.

The group got back in the car and changed locations again.

Because they sold fish there in the morning, the manager already knew them.

"Manager Wang, we’re here to support your business!" Yang Leqi greeted with a signature smile.

"You’re here again? Are you selling fish this time? We don’t need any for now," Manager Wang was surprised to see them, thinking they were there to sell fish again.

"No, we’re here to eat." Yang Leqi waved her hand.

"In that case, let me take you to a private room." Manager Wang smiled and said, "This way, please."

The group followed him.

"I brought some seafood myself; can you help us prepare it?" Yang Leqi pointed to the bag Chen Yao was carrying as they walked.

"Sure." The manager nodded, opening a door with two steps, "Here you are."

He handed her a menu, "Order your dishes first, and I’ll take this seafood to have it prepared for you."

"Okay, thank you so much."

Then someone brought in and poured tea for them.

Yang Leqi handed the menu to Qin Yun, generously saying, "Sister Yun, you’re the hero today. Order whatever you like; we’ve got money!"

"Okay." Qin Yun smiled, her eyes sparkling, nodded vigorously, and didn’t hold back, flipping through the menu and ordering everything she fancied.

When they saw the prices listed.

Everyone: "..."

Though they said to order freely, they didn’t mean *that* freely...

By the looks of it, not even a thousand or ten thousand would cover it...

And anyway, there’s no way they could finish all that food.

"Director, can we pay ourselves?" Yang Leqi didn’t mind, directly asking the director.

Director: "No, you can’t."

"Then maybe we shouldn’t have these few dishes," Qin Yun glanced at the director and pursed her lips, "Or maybe not even these two."

"How much money do we have altogether?" Chen Yao, acting as the elder brother, felt a bit bad seeing Qin Yun like this, and asked.

"I’ve got 200." Wang Sirui took out the two hundred he just received.

"I have 80, Qin Hao also has 80, so that’s a total of 1360." Chen Yao took out his 80 bucks.

"Actually, it’s 1320... Leqi and I had some ice cream." Yang Leqi raised her hand, confessing.

"When we tally it up, we still need over a thousand more."

"You could borrow from us and pay it back after earning more," the director’s group opportunistically suggested.

Everyone turned to look at them in unison, as if to say: How could you be so heartless!

"Do you want to borrow?" The director asked, unfazed, with a laugh.

"Borrow!" Chen Yao and Yang Leqi exchanged a look, gritted their teeth, and said.

They might as well continue to work and earn tomorrow, anyway, most of the earnings today were all Qin Yun’s doing.

"Uh, I could actually order two fewer dishes," Qin Yun said, touched.

Leaving out one or two dishes wouldn’t make much of a difference anyway.

"No need to be polite with us, if we get to eat today, it’s thanks to you. If it’s not enough, order more." Having decided to borrow, Chen Yao was in an "in for a penny, in for a pound" mood, determined to have a satisfying meal.

At this moment, the manager knocked and came in, seeing their order, he thought he might have seen it wrong.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he asked, "Are there more people coming?"

He kindly reminded them, "If it’s just the five of you, you might not finish all of it."

"Just the five of us, it’s alright, we can pack up what we can’t finish! Place the order, we’re starving." Chen Yao said directly.

"Alright, I’ll place the order now."

In about a few minutes, the first dish arrived.

The other dishes came in succession, and half an hour later, all the dishes, including the seafood they had brought themselves, were served—a total of 18 dishes.

Say what you will about them; their serving speed was impressive.

As soon as the dishes were served, Yang Leqi immediately plated some for Qin Yun, "Sister Yun, eat more. If it’s not enough, we’ll order more."

"I won’t hold back." She nodded, ready to dig in.

The others thought she was just being modest until, by the end, they realized Qin Yun wasn’t joking—she really wasn’t holding back.

Qin Yun devoured her meal with great relish, squinting her eyes in delight when something tasted exceptionally good.

By the end of the meal, out of the dozen or so dishes, more than half ended up in Qin Yun’s stomach.

She patted her belly, feeling that for the first time since she came here, she finally somewhat managed to fill her stomach.

The others had basically gotten used to Qin Yun eating a lot, but when they saw how much she really ate, they couldn’t help but be taken aback.

Is this really a celebrity’s portion?

Everyone had eaten to their heart’s content, rubbing their full bellies, slumping back in their chairs.

"I’m so stuffed," Wang Sirui sighed.

Yang Leqi chimed in, "I’m really full too; I seriously suspect after recording this show, I could gain ten pounds."

Chen Yao himself was quite full, but he still symbolically asked, "Is everyone full? Should we order more?"

Qin Yun glanced at the empty dishes, thought about everyone’s wallets, and insincerely said, "We should be full."

Everyone looked at Qin Yun: "..."

"Should be?" Wang Sirui was alarmed, "What kind of spry eater are you, with that small frame, you don’t seem like you could eat so much!"

"Well, I just eat a little bit more than average..." Qin Yun extended her index finger and thumb, indicating a small amount innocently.

"I suddenly think feeding you is harder than filming this show," Wang Sirui pondered, stroking his chin for a moment.

"Did anyone ask you to feed me? Sister Yun, I’ve got you covered," Yang Leqi retorted, irritated by his comment.

"I never said I wouldn’t!" Wang Sirui was left speechless by her retort.

"Alright, everyone calm down; you don’t have to feed me, I’ve got someone who will," Qin Yun interjected, cutting off their squabble.

They both glanced at the camera, immediately falling silent, knowing if this got out, who knows how it could be misinterpreted.

Wang Sirui quickly changed the subject, joking, "If you’re still not full, how about leaving Brother Yao behind to wash dishes at the hotel to pay off the debt?"

"I think you’re more suited for it; if you put on some fox ears and a tail, and stand at the hotel’s entrance, you’d probably attract more people," Yang Leqi immediately jabbed back.

"You!"

"Alright, enough bickering; if you want to argue, I’ll find you a place to settle it, but first, let’s settle the bill." Chen Yao stood up, interrupting the two.

Finally, the two calmed down and followed him to pay the bill.

When it came time to settle, the price was a few hundred less than they expected.

The manager waived the seafood preparation fee and gave them a 20% discount, so they only paid 1888.

They owed the director’s crew 568 yuan.