Chapter 29

He described it so enticingly, as if he had already tasted it himself.

However, being a livestream host, how could he have tasted it already?

Chang Bei complained that he was already Jiang Qiuqiu’s number one super fan, “Your imagination is so vivid, you can even simulate the taste of something you haven’t eaten.”

“Who says I haven’t eaten it!”

“…”

“Do you mean you’ve eaten it!?”

“Yes.” Terry, who had been brought down, helped Jiang Qiuqiu speak and maintained order in the livestream room. Then he revealed the situation of Jiang Qiuqiu sending him the details of the new dish privately.

Chang Bei: “Starry-eyed for Jiujiu!”

While these guys were chatting, the first pot of Cheung Fun had already come out of the steamer.

The fragrance of rice products wasn’t as domineering as the previous big piece of meat, but the soft and gentle aroma was exceptionally alluring. Especially after Jiang Qiuqiu poured a spoonful of special sauce over them, the crystal-clear Cheung Fun absorbed the fresh fragrance, and the barrage reached a new climax.

This time it was the territory of the audience!

[Although meat is much more delicious, finally, there’s a day without meat!!]

[Wuwuwu, I am one of the descendants of the Gugu tribe. I ate gugu meat with tears in my eyes a few days ago. Today is finally not the main event for gugu meat! Wuwuwu.]

[Wait a minute, the one above eating with tears… eating with tears while praising how delicious it is?]

[Oh, it has a visual now!]

[Why are you discussing so much? I have one question! Is Jiujiu going to start the tasting session!]

[+1 This is the main event!]

[Yes, yes, I want to taste it! I’m getting warmed up!]

[Are there still top 100 benefits today?] – A passerby ranked 99th on the fan list asked.

In the livestream screen, there was no face of Jiang Qiuqiu, only her constantly moving delicate hands.

She had a plan in mind. If nothing unexpected happened, today might be her last time cooking on the Federal Livestream.

The last time.

Her voice lifted slightly, “Making Cheung Fun is quite simple. Since I was late today, to compensate, I will open up more tasting slots.”

Someone asked how many slots “more” meant. Now that she was almost a three-star anchor, the maximum number of tasting slots she could open was a replication of one dish for 1000 people-

“Today, there will be fifty thousand slots. I believe all the fans lurking in the livestream room can grab a spot.”

[??? Did I hear it wrong?]

[No, you didn’t hear it wrong, no, we both heard it wrong together!]

[Fifty thousand???]

This was just an almost three-star anchor; does this mean she has to make fifty plates?

[Will Jiujiu be able to handle it? Actually, there’s no need to open so many slots at once…]

“I have something to tell you, so I’ll give you some small benefits first.”

“Alright, no more talking. Let’s start right away. Today, we won’t open benefits for the top hundred fans; we’ll open benefits for the top thousand.”

When a true chef gets into action, it’s unstoppable.

Only the tools couldn’t keep up with her speed. She, on the other hand, handled it with ease: whipping, spreading, controlling the water temperature, arranging the plates, sauce, and iron plates. Steaming them alternately, she worked alone but moved fluidly. Fresh Cheung Fun came out one after another. The fragrance of rice gradually permeated the air, intensifying the original three-star flavor to ten stars.

Late at night, everyone suddenly felt hungry.

In the night, it was the main stage for the son of the Federal tycoon to pick stars.

Today, he invited a few childhood friends for a gathering.

In the gathering hall, various liquors filled the table, and a group of second-generation rich kids sat around, watching the big screen projection in front of them.

Upon a closer look, it was unexpectedly Jiang Qiuqiu’s gourmet livestream channel.