Recently, the food standard of the three meals in the villa has plummeted. The taste is either too salty or too bland, sometimes even mixed with a strong burnt smell, which makes all the tenants who have been fed up with their appetites complain endlessly.

After eating dark food for three days in a row, everyone finally couldn't take it anymore and decided to send a representative to have a chat with Andrew. James, as the temporary captain, took on this responsibility right now.

After breakfast that day, James stayed until the end. After helping Andrew clean up the dining table, he sorted out his language and said tentatively: "Andrew, have you encountered any troubles recently? Do you want to take a rest?" For a while?"

Andrew was stunned for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "No, I'm fine." He deliberately put on a relaxed look, but the movements of his hands revealed his absent-mindedness—there was obviously a dishwasher , he was washing the dishes by hand, and one dish had been washed three times without him noticing.

James sighed, stepped forward to take the plate out of Andrew's hand and put it aside, then pushed him out of the kitchen: "Andrew, you are too tired. Go back to your room and have a good rest." He forcefully said Taking Andrew out of the restaurant, the other party thought too much, and he said, "Before we were negligent, we didn't realize how huge and labor-intensive it is to prepare food for more than ten people three times a day. Living in the villa Everyone is equal, and when they enjoy the same rights, they should also assume equal responsibilities. Therefore, I think it is best for all of us to divide into groups and take turns to be responsible for the diet."

"Don't be busy Refuse, I am exercising the authority of the captain. Also, Andrew, I want to tell you one thing: you have to remember that you are just an ordinary tenant with some cooking skills, this is not your restaurant, and we are not yours Customers, you don't need to treat yourself as our nanny, you can ignore those unreasonable requests. You are here to participate in the show, you don't owe them anything, and you don't have to try to please anyone." James Patting Andrew on the shoulder, he persuaded him earnestly.

Andrew frowned, hesitated to speak. He couldn't help but look in the direction of the kitchen. I am used to cleaning the entire kitchen and dining room after eating every day and then preparing the ingredients for the next meal before leaving. Now I always feel uneasy when I come out early. But James insisted on taking him back to his room to rest, so he couldn't help it, so he had to go upstairs without hesitation.

When Andrew returned to the room, he thought that he would be restless, but he didn't expect that he would start snoring as soon as he lay on the bed.

These days, in order not to think about things with Lindsay, he filled all his time with an overloaded workload, and he even had to work in the kitchen until late at night before he would stop, but when he returned to the room, he still couldn't stop. So sad and unable to sleep. Seriously lacking in sleep at night, and having to work hard during the day, even if his body was made of iron, it would have been too much for him. If James hadn't been persuaded to go back to the room today, with his practice, Rainbow Villa might have to temporarily reduce the staff by one more person.

After persuading Andrew to leave, James stood in the kitchen and looked at the dirty pots and pans on the counter, with a rather ugly expression on his face.

He is a typical topist. In his world view, the top is responsible for most of the important responsibilities of society and the family. It is absolutely impossible to include such trivial, "low-level and simple things" as housework. of. In his 30 years of experience, the number of times he entered the kitchen was very few, and most of them were to make a cup of coffee for himself. The coffee machine and water heater are the most skilled kitchen utensils he has ever used.

He has almost never cooked by himself. When he was a child, his father cooked. When he was in the army, there was a cafeteria. There was also marching fast food. After retiring from the army, he had takeaway food. The only time he watched a video to learn how to make a muscle-building meal, but it was almost caused by improper operation. When a fire broke out, he was ashamed and embarrassed when the neighbor brought firefighters to knock on the door, and he kept his distance from the kitchen ever since. However, he took back his previous idea that housework was "simple and trivial things", but he became more determined not to do housework-he believed that as a top, one should be self-aware, and don't try it lightly. If you are good at the field, otherwise you can only bring yourself to humiliate yourself.

Because of his resistance to housework, it is naturally impossible for James to be familiar with kitchen utensils. Looking at the huge and unfamiliar kitchen at this moment, he feels somewhat at a loss for what to do. But the words have been spoken, and this mess can't just be left alone, even if you have to bite the bullet. He rubbed his face and exhaled with his back to the camera: "Okay, let's start with washing the dishes. First, let me take a look at the instruction manual..."

At noon this day, the tenants walked into the restaurant as usual and waited After dinner, I didn't see the familiar figure behind the counter, but James was guarding the stove with a serious face.

The curious person leaned on the counter and looked in, and saw that the things cooked in the pot were yellow, green, and sticky, and he lost his appetite just looking at them, not to mention smelling an indescribable strange smell, and couldn't help but shudder. He frowned. He looked around and asked suspiciously: "Why are you cooking, Andrew?"

James stared at the contents of the pot, puzzled, it was clearly fresh and beautiful colors before heating, he It was just adding some seasonings based on intuition, why did it suddenly cause a mutation?

Hearing the visitor's question, he glanced at him, and said indifferently, "Andrew is off today, and he will find a way to solve it for lunch." He picked up the spoon, summoned up the courage to scoop a little up to his mouth, and tasted it. It tasted weird. The strong impact on the taste buds made him almost spit it out on the spot. He didn't have the courage to take a second sip, so he had to throw the whole pot of failed products aside, then took an apple from the refrigerator and made do with yogurt.

Others in the restaurant looked at each other in blank dismay. They asked James to go to Andrew to communicate. Their original intention was to give advice to Andrew and let Andrew improve the taste of the food. Unexpectedly, James directly "fired" Andrew from the position of chef. up. This really caught everyone off guard.

Jessica was the first to accept reality and walked into the kitchen. She first glanced at James' "masterpiece" in the pot, then pouted her lips in disgust, made an exaggerated expression at the camera, and whispered: "This is really the most disgusting food I have ever seen, if it still If it can be called food."

She searched the kitchen and finally took out a package of instant pasta. In fact, there are still some raw meat and vegetables in the fresh cabinet that I bought before, but it is difficult to change from extravagance to frugality. She is used to the life of opening her mouth for food, and it is difficult for her to spend time cooking by herself.

When Jessica was waiting for the water to boil, Matilda came over. She took a bowl and put it beside her, said "Thank you" to Jessica, and then stood aside confidently and waited for the ready-made bowl. up. Jessica had no choice but to get another pack.

Kelly didn't have any cooking skills at all, and was worrying about what to eat. If the food in the pot didn't look good, there might be a risk of poisoning if he ate it, so he wanted to make do with it. Seeing that Jessica was firing, his eyes lit up, and he quickly followed up to take a bag, then looked at Jessica with a smile on his face, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jessica took a deep breath, pretending Smiling, he took it and put it aside, and said, "You're welcome." He turned his head and greeted the people who were ready to move outside, "There should be some pasta in the cabinet, does anyone want to eat?" As soon as the words fell, many people He ran over with his hands raised. Seeing more and more empty bowls in hand, Jessica couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

The pasta comes in small packages, and one package is only enough for one person. Jessica has been busy for a long time, and the others left with their bowls. Only then did he have time to cook a bowl of noodles for himself. At this time, she found out sadly , I am not very hungry.

Rachel and Mei have high requirements on their bodies because of their occupations, and dieting is a common practice for them, so they only eat some fruits.

The two are about the same age, body, and sexuality, and they are both delicate girls who flaunt their small appetites and high self-control, so whether intentionally or not, the two have become competitors, wanting to overwhelm each other no matter what. Even if you eat a piece of fruit, you have to compare it. It seems that as long as you eat a little less than the other party, you will win.

Richard also wanted to eat pasta, but seeing Jessica's face getting darker as she cooked the noodles, and the low air pressure around her was so thick that it seemed to make the water boil in advance, he flinched and went to the refrigerator to get a bottle yogurt.

When he was about to make do with this, Benjamin stopped him and said, "Do you like curry sausage? If you'd like to wait a while, we can have lunch together." Richard was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

He clapped hands behind Benjamin, looking at him with admiration in his eyes. The more we get in touch, the more surprises this "old man" will give him. He feels that if this continues, one day he will fall completely.

After lunch, James announced his decision to the crowd.

Through the actual combat in the kitchen all morning, he fully realized the difficulty of cooking, a seemingly simple but frustrating job, so he decided to divide the tenants into five groups of three, and each group took turns to be in charge every two days. Everyone's diet. In order to reduce the difficulty, except that the living expenses of the day are fully controlled by the group, there are no requirements on the form and specification of the diet, whether it is fast food, ready-to-eat cooked food or snacks, as long as everyone has something to eat at the meal time. .

But even so, everyone was shocked when they heard the decision.

Jared Yang almost choked on the water, coughed a few times and asked, "James, are you serious? Or is this what Andrew meant?" He looked around and wondered, "Andrew Why not here?"

James was resolute and said, "That's what I mean. Andrew is not our chef. He is already very tired after half a month of kitchen work alone. I asked him to go back to his room to rest. He is not alone in cooking. It's up to us to take responsibility for the matter. It's settled like this. After a while, everyone will form groups on their own, and finally we will draw lots to determine the order of shifts." After

finishing speaking, Matilda looked at Jessica with clear intentions Ruojie. Jessica was bitter, and she wanted to refuse, but Matilda didn't give her a chance to bargain at all. She nodded her head to emphasize it, and then left the restaurant. Jessica didn't have time to object, she gritted her teeth, and could only admit it, regretting that she made friends carelessly in the past.

Seeing that someone has already responded, although everyone has opinions, it is not easy to express their opposition. One is because James is exercising the power of captain for the first time. Everyone wanted to be kind, considerate and responsible, so they all accepted James' arrangement and searched left and right for their team members.

Kelly thought that not only would he lose the benefits of dessert afternoon tea and all kinds of supper in the future, but he would have to solve three meals a day by himself. Knowing the inside story, he couldn't help but glanced at Lindsay who was calm and indifferent, and cursed in his heart: What a shame! People are not shallow.

Jessica also quietly looked at Lindsay, but unlike Kelly, she could actually understand Lindsay's mood, but the person she liked didn't put herself in the most important position. If it was her, She may also be disappointed in the relationship. But understanding is understanding, and she doesn't quite agree with Lindsay's way of solving the problem-no matter what the situation is, the cold war will never be the best choice, it will only become the fuse of intensified conflicts, and the final result It will only be a lose-lose situation.

She thought to herself, should I mention Lindsay, as the strong party in the relationship, making concessions and compromises is the smarter way to get along. It would be even better if the way of life in the villa could return to the way it was before after the two reconciled.

Andrew slept for a long time, until the sun was setting in the west, and he woke up slowly when dinner was approaching. Going down the stairs, I saw the tenants gathered in groups of three in the living room around James, and James held some paper balls in his hand. At this time, everyone had finished dividing into groups and was about to draw lots first. Seeing that Andrew finally appeared, they sent greetings one after another.

Andrew was a little flattered. Looking at the time again, he couldn't help but feel nervous. He quickly apologized and said that he would go to prepare dinner right away. The crowd hurriedly blocked it again, and James came forward to explain it.

Hearing what James said, Andrew was a little dazed. He thought that what he said in the morning was just casually, but he didn't expect James to be serious, and he moved so fast. He was still at a loss when he was moved. I feel that this plan will cause dissatisfaction among many people.

He wanted to continue to maintain the previous mode, but James didn't let him speak, took him to the sofa and sat down, and nodded at the three people nearby including himself, saying: "Now there are only three of us left. No one was selected, so we will automatically generate a group, Andrew, you are the team leader, and you will assign tasks directly, and we will help you."

Andrew looked at the expressionless Lindsay, choked his throat, and opened his mouth, Unable to speak.

James knew about the grievances between the two from Richard, and actually didn't want the two to be grouped together, but Lindsay's own popularity was really bad, no one wanted to consider her, and he Many people were offended by this suggestion, and naturally there were few candidates. Richard sent him an invitation, but he didn't want to be Richard and Benjamin's light bulb, so he had to decline. And Andrew was left because everyone was avoiding suspicion. Andrew was too capable, and his responsibility and easy-going were obvious to all. Everyone didn't want to be called lazy and leisurely, so they deliberately bypassed him. In the end, we can only make the remaining three people form a group. I don't know how many people are regretting that they thought too much just now, and in the end, he and Lindsay took advantage of it.

But the matter is not yet a foregone conclusion. Seeing that Andrew had a different expression, James asked him intimately if he had any comments. Andrew shook his head hastily and carefully observed Lindsay's expression, but he still didn't dare to say hello. Lindsay still had an indifferent attitude, as if she had made up her mind to fight the cold war to the end.

Jessica saw it in her eyes, anxious in her heart, and finally waited until the lottery was over. She rushed over to find Lindsay to have a good chat, but she saw Lindsay reached out and grabbed Andrew's arm, and sighed: "Let's talk about it." With tears in his eyes ,

Andrew followed Lindsay with trepidation in his heart.

Looking at the backs of those two people, everyone was guessing in which direction things would develop.

Although Jessica had no hope of restoring order after the lottery was drawn, she still hoped that the two could have a good ending. After all, the continent they live in is Plato's continent, which advocates perfect love, and the place they are in at the moment is the so-called place where love begins-Rainbow Villa.