Chapter 25

As the livestream approached its end, Jiang Qiuqiu bid farewell to everyone with a smiling tone, “Today’s menu, braised pork with rice is done here. I… yes, I’m going to announce tomorrow’s menu.”

 

Someone asked if it would still be a braised dish.

“No, recent livestream menus have all been meat dishes. Tomorrow’s dish is something special.”

 

[Terry The Wolf: How special is it?]

 

“Hmm…” She playfully picked up a handful of snowy white rice and said, “The star of tomorrow’s menu is none other than this.”

 

After saying this, Jiang Qiuqiu ended the broadcast.

People discussed about it. Rice as the main ingredient? What could it be? Braised rice? Deep-fried rice? Or maybe boiled rice?

The speculation ran wild, and until Jiang Qiuqiu’s recording finished uploading, there was a bonus at the end.

Soft-spoken with a smile, the anchor said, “I forgot to mention the dish’s name earlier when I said it’s the star for tomorrow’s menu. Tomorrow night at eight, I’ll be cooking and tasting Cheung Fun with everyone in the livestream room.”

Cheung Fun?

In the Federal Star Network livestream community, posts about Jiang Qiuqiu’s menu for tomorrow instantly soared.

People didn’t know what Cheung Fun was, but they knew what intestines were!

[Is Cheung Fun really a dark dish?]

 

[I am new in the circle, just came out of the livestream, I’m really curious about how using ‘intestines and rice’ as ingredients for cooking, how can it be possible to make something called ‘Cheung Fun.’]

 

[Uh, this?—]

 

[Laxatives, I feel like it’s just stuffing intestines with rice ground into powder, right?]

 

[???]

 

[Damn, what kind of speculation is this from the upstairs? I feel like this dish’s name is already flavorful.]

 

[Nauseating, spit, spit, spit, I don’t believe my precious cute anchor would make such strange things, spit, spit, spit.]

 

[Then let’s switch our thinking. Perhaps it’s grinding the intestines into powder, mixing them with steamed rice, and rolling them into strips? Called Cheung Fun?]

 

[… Meat can turn into powder too?]

 

[Maybe you need to freeze-dry it with liquid nitrogen first?]

 

[But what if the resulting thing has a bit of yellow?]

 

[And there’s no yellow ingredient, how could it have a bit of… wait a minute??]

Following this, the post took an unbelievable turn towards a bizarre and heavy flavor.

After reaching over eight hundred floors, almost everyone’s comments were: [I believe it will be cleaned thoroughly.]

 

[I believe too.]

 

[Blessings for a thorough cleansing.]

 

[+1-]

 

[+100001]

Ming Mei forwarded this post to Jiang Qiuqiu and asked, “Do you want to make a heavy-flavored dish? You’re still on the rise; I advise you not to do this.”

 

Ming Mei worriedly added, “You have the potential to be a great food anchor; you don’t need these… things to attract attention. Jiujiu, Jiujiu, are you there?”

Jiang Qiuqiu: “?”

She didn’t quite understand Ming Mei’s meaning, : “Wait for me to check the post first.”

So, Jiang Qiuqiu entered this fan’s little corner, and then burst into laughter.

Lying on the bed, she almost choked from laughter.

Seriously, someone is actually thinking in this direction, strange and peculiar.

No wonder Ming Mei is feeling scared.

Jiang Qiuqiu: “Cheung Fun is completely different from what the post says; it’s a relatively light dish.”

Ming Mei: “That’s good. You are the anchor I have the highest hopes for, and I will do my best to push you to the top. If you make any decisions, be sure to let me know.”

Jiang Qiuqiu: “I will.”

Ming Mei: “Keep it up! Take another step forward tomorrow.”

 

After a spirited conversation with the editor, Jiang Qiuqiu checked her backend earnings, withdrew some star coins to pay off this month’s bills, and thought that after signing the contract, she would find a new place to live.

This place is just… too cramped.

She wants a place with a front yard and backyard, a garden and vegetable patch, just like before.