diymy Chapter 9: Strange Tales of the Mushroom House Rules
Chapter 9: Strange Tales of the Mushroom House Rules
"Hello, I'm Gu Luojin. I've watched many of your variety shows, and I like them all."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm Dalinzi, and I've also watched your dramas."
"So which one do you like?" This question left Da Linzi completely bewildered.
What started as polite conversation turned into a brutal interrogation.
I love all of your films.
"Haha x2." The two saw through it but didn't say anything.
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Da Linzi is also someone who doesn't like to suffer losses. He just doesn't care about strategy and likes to attack recklessly.
They failed to grasp the essence of the Gardenia Project—to destroy something, first make it go mad.
They didn't give Chef Huang any face from the start.
When Huang Lei tried to elevate his seniority, he easily saw through it and directly changed his address to "Grandpa Huang," thus giving him a super seniority boost.
It's fun to argue with someone for a moment, but you'll regret it later.
Dalinzi had not yet realized the seriousness of offending the cook.
There are many clouds in the sky, but only one cloud in the Mushroom House.
The sky is above everyone's head, but in the Mushroom House there is only one sky, and this sky belongs to the surname Huang.
The ancients had long foretold: The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky shall rise.
The six sat in the tea pavilion, listening to Teacher He and the cook take turns teasing Da Linzi.
It has to be said that the arrival of a crosstalk performer instantly brightens the entire atmosphere.
Soon, Da Linzi faced retaliation from the cook. Offending the cook and expecting to rest was out of the question.
So when it came time to get people to work, Dalinzi was sent to the fields.
"You four go and finish planting the last of the watermelon seedlings. Xiao Gu, stay here and help me pick vegetables."
Da Linzi originally thought that it would be easy for the three boys to go together, but Gu Luojin was excluded.
This is the first wave of retaliation against Dalinzi, punishing him for his lack of social skills and understanding of human relationships.
Da Linzi looked at Gu Luojin, then at Teacher He. Teacher He didn't offer an explanation; he had already offended the cook and dared not question the cook's arrangements.
But in his heart he was thinking, "Who is this guy with connections? Does he have such a strong backer that he doesn't even have to do farm work?"
Da Linzi, filled with doubt, went down to the ground and asked Zhang Zifeng, who was on good terms with him.
"Little sister, I have something to ask you."
"Brother, you say it."
"Who is that person?"
"You mean Brother Gu? He doesn't have any special connections."
"Then why don't you have to work in the fields?"
"Because Teacher Huang likes him, you'll understand later."
This reason is sufficient; Da Linzi knows that his arrival has displeased Huang Lei.
……
"Dalinzi picks it up very quickly! The young master of Deyun Society is planting watermelon seedlings in the ground!"
Teacher He stood in the kitchen, watching the four younger generation members work from afar.
Gu Luojin discovered that Teacher He was also a bit cunning; knowing that Chef Huang was taking revenge on Da Linzi, he still tried to curry favor with Huang Lei.
Unintentionally, the three of them formed a perfect closed loop.
Gu Luojin chose to carry out Teacher He's Gardenia Plan in order to protect herself, while Teacher He chose to obey the cook in order to avoid being punished, and the cook chose to please Gu Luojin in order to gain more vanity.
"Watermelon seedlings~" Huang Lei said in a strange tone, satisfied with his arrangement.
Having gained the appreciation of the cook, Teacher He no longer assigned Gu Luojin any tasks.
Gu Luojin spent her time in the kitchen either drinking tea or playing on her phone, occasionally interjecting with conversations between He Jiong and the cook.
The younger generation had all finished their work and were about to return, but Zhou Xun, the eldest daughter, was still in bed. Little did she know that she had offended the cook and was about to be retaliated against by being made to work in the fields that afternoon.
"These celebrities are still too young; they really think they're on vacation."
After saying that, he blew away the tea foam in the cup and took a satisfied sip.
Huang Lei, who was at the stove, was very satisfied with his actions.
After suppressing Da Linzi, I also subtly warned Gu Luojin. I need to praise him a lot during lunch, otherwise he'll have to work in the fields this afternoon too. Ugh.
In the sweltering summer heat, Gu Luojin felt a chill run down his spine; someone must be plotting against him.
I took a step back and stood behind Teacher He before I felt safe.
When his eyes met those of the cook, he noticed that Huang Lei was smiling at him with narrowed eyes, like a venomous snake extending its forked tongue at its prey.
The Mushroom House was terrifying, but luckily he was well-prepared and mastered the rules of survival in the Mushroom House.
Rule one: Under no circumstances should you show any dissatisfaction with the cooks.
Rule Two: If a cook asks you to do something, you must agree; otherwise, you will be scolded, criticized, or even retaliated against.
Rule 3: Be prepared when Teacher He says the food is "cooked".
Rule 4: Do not believe what Teacher He says, even if it is the most tempting statement!
Rule 5: When praising a cook for making delicious food, you can offer suggestions to him at any time.
Rule Six: You are absolutely safe while the food is still raw.
Rule Seven: When the cook is reasoning with you, you must either agree or remain silent, otherwise something bad will happen.
The sixth rule of the Mushroom House applies now: the food isn't ready yet, and I'm still safe.
The four young people who had been working at noon returned, along with two new guests, just in time for lunch.
The cooks turned their attention to the new guests, especially Bai Zhantang, the main force of the work, who was tough and thick-skinned, and Tao Hong, the white moonlight that the demon could never get in his life.
This resulted in the number of guests at this episode of Mushroom House far exceeding its capacity, with a total of 10 guests including both guest stars and regular guests.
The nightmare for Sha Yi at the Mushroom House has only just begun. He will appear in every season to suffer.
"What a perfect timing, Sha Yi, you're here right around mealtime."
It looks like a greeting, but it's actually a complaint.
Perhaps it was because Sha Yi wasn't allowed to do the work first, which made him feel resentful, thinking he was getting his food for free.
"Of course, I'm only interested in Teacher Huang's taste."
Did you order that steamed chicken in a clay pot?
"yes."
"Let me tell you, no, someone like you who's only come once in a while should be doing the work and eating the leftovers."
Is this how a human being talks? They've completely forgotten the code of conduct posted on the sign at the entrance of the Mushroom House.
Article 1: Self-reliance and hard work;
Article 2: Self-sufficiency and hospitality.
At first, no one took Huang Xiaochu's words seriously, thinking he was joking.
Huang Lei brought the chicken soup he had made the night before to the table: "Haha, the chicken soup is here."
"The dishes are all served, but why isn't anyone eating?"
After last night's bitter incident, He Jiong no longer dared to offend Huang Lei, even as a partner there was a hierarchy.
"Teacher Huang, nobody knows what to do."
It was time for Chef Huang to demonstrate his culinary skills again: "To make a good chicken soup, I didn't add anything. I'll make a bowl for Zhou Xun first, and then you can make it the same way."
Gu Luojin felt uneasy upon hearing this. At least salt should be added to chicken soup before it's done.
Without salt, this chicken died in vain.
"Teacher He, let's set an example for everyone by trying the chicken soup first."
Knowing full well that the chicken soup was tasteless, Teacher He ultimately obeyed Chef Huang's instructions.
"Okay, I'll drink it. I'll drink it first. Drinking soup is a wonderful thing."
"It's just the right amount of salt, not too bland, the taste is absolutely delicious."
This bland chicken soup made his soul wander for three seconds, but his body still honestly chose to praise it.
This sin, I, He Jiong, will absolutely not bear alone.
"Wow, Teacher Huang, this chicken soup is so delicious! Sha Yi, Zhou Xun, Tao Hong, you should drink it while it's hot too."
"Okay, Teacher He, let's finish the noodles first, then we'll drink."
They were all drama queens; they noticed something unusual on He Jiong's face.
After a morning of hunger, just as everyone was about to feast, Huang Lei blurted out, "Is the chicken soup rice noodles delicious?"
Gu Luojin understood his signal, immediately showed off, and started praising him.
Compared to the straightforward praise from other guests who all said the same thing: "Delicious! Super delicious!"
Cooks in the past had never "eaten coarse food," so they naturally enjoyed this kind of flattery.
But ever since they had experienced Gu Luojin's sophisticated and unconventional output, they were completely unmoved by these words.
Well, it's like someone who's used to Michelin-starred restaurants suddenly commenting on street vendor fried rice. It's not that they can't do it, but honestly, it's hard to get excited about it.
He raised the bar for people's inner limits.
After hearing Gu Luojin's praise, the cook felt extremely comfortable. This was the right taste, the perfect flavor.
"Xiao Gu, eat more." He looked at everyone with a big smile, as if to say, "Learn from Xiao Gu."
"Okay, Teacher Huang." His praise just now wasn't entirely fabricated.
The rice noodles at noon today were quite good; the cook didn't mess up the taste. Even the worst rice noodles can't be that bad.
His shower of flattery left Da Linzi, a professional crosstalk performer, completely dumbfounded.
It wasn't that he couldn't say these words, but rather that he felt it was unnecessary to be so humble and ingratiating.
Gu Luojin took in his expression; another poor student who hadn't prepared for class.
Knowledge is tested every year, and every year the answers are wrong.
It seems that the experience of planting watermelons under the scorching sun did not leave a deep impression on him, nor was it enough to make him realize the pain.
So the banana picking in the afternoon was enough to change his naive ideas, and he was so tired that he simply picked up a bucket and ran away the next day.