Everyone In The Universe Is My Food Fan
Chapter 117 Table of contents

Since starting her mental power training in Mo Chengyu’s little castle, Jiang Qiuqiu’s energy level when cooking has improved a lot.

She no longer easily feels exhausted.

In return, she reciprocated the kindness and felt very grateful to Mo Chengyu for guiding her on the path, often bringing dishes she made to visit him.

The two got along very well, chatting about everything from federal history to the origin of mental power, from interesting stories of ancient Earth to current affairs. Although their views occasionally clashed, neither Jiang Qiuqiu nor Mo Chengyu minded.

As a result, their relationship became even better.

However, there was one thing that Jiang Qiuqiu was very curious about.

She had always heard Mo Chengyu talk about a mental counselor who had come to her house, with exceptionally strong mental power, playing that mental training game was as easy as playing…

But after such a long time, Jiang Qiuqiu had never seen him in Mo Chengyu’s villa.

“Don’t mention it.” Mo Chengyu was helpless, “He’s quite introverted and doesn’t like to talk. He’s not fond of meeting new people.”

At first, he said he would create an unfamiliar face to avoid being recognized and exposing his identity.

Later, Mo Chengyu found that there was no need for him to appear in front of people to provide mental counseling for her. He just avoided Jiang Qiuqiu day by day, hiding in his room, and she didn’t know what he was doing.

“I see.” Jiang Qiuqiu exclaimed.

Big brother was really full of flaws. She originally wanted to introduce Qiuqiu to her big brother and then have them study together the identity of Qiuqiu’s mental healing.

Now that Mo Chengyu was avoiding her so much, she would just study it slowly on her own!

“Oh right, Qiuqiu, what’s on your menu today?”

“Braised chicken or fried meatballs or braised pork?”

“Today…” Today was not a live stream day, so making a returning dish would suffice. This morning, Jiang Qiuqiu received a batch of fresh tender bamboo shoots from Taotao Fresh, so she said, “I’m planning to make braised bamboo shoots.”

“Bamboo shoots?”

“Yeah.”

“By the way, Qiuqiu, what do you do for a living? Why do you cook every day?” After spending a long time together, Mo Chengyu finally asked the question that had piqued his curiosity.

There was nothing to hide about this. Jiang Qiuqiu had observed Mo Chengyu over the past few days and guessed that she was a high-ranking noble with extensive knowledge and a kind personality. “I’m a food streamer on the Federation’s live stream.”

“!”

“A streamer?”

“Then you must be the most powerful food streamer in your company, right?”

Her words were very natural, without asking why she became a streamer and so on, but cleverly brought up something else. Jiang Qiuqiu smiled. Mo Chengyu’s emotional intelligence fluctuated greatly.

Sometimes she seemed foolish, and sometimes she seemed very smooth.

“Oh no, I’m not the most famous one yet.”

“!” Mo Chengyu looked surprised and doubtful, “Really? The audience on your platform lacks vision.”

They didn’t talk much about work. After chatting for a while, Jiang Qiuqiu returned to her home to prepare the items for the display window tonight.

At eight o’clock in the evening, fresh bamboo shoots appeared in Jiang Qiuqiu’s food display window for the first time.

This toothsome dish made a comeback!
Mo Si was the first to place an order after seeing it!
A small plate, after tasting it repeatedly, ended up empty.

But it wasn’t enough. Countless appetites were aroused by this small dish, until late at night, Mo Si was still tossing and turning, so he got up, put on his cloak, and left the bedroom.

As soon as he stepped out of the bedroom, he noticed something strange.

The air was filled with a familiar fragrance.

He was a bit curious and wanted to trace the source of the fragrance. Closing his eyes, he kept walking down, and the fragrance became stronger and more familiar—

It was bamboo shoots!

He opened his eyes, and his black pupils shone remarkably under the moonlight of the night.

This wasn’t the scent from the live stream room.

Where was it? With excellent olfactory senses, Mo Si instantly locked onto the source of the fragrance, the empty bowl placed on the coffee table.

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