Chapter 81: The God Of Study Has to Figure Something Out!

In the livestream of the two girls, Jiang Qiuqiu had already scooped the water-boiled meat slices into bowls.

It was indeed a bowl of decent-looking dish, but it still lacked the most crucial step. “The spiciness from the water boiling has permeated the meat slices, now let’s add a bit of numbing sensation to it.”

Placing Sichuan peppercorns, dried chili, and cilantro on top of the meat slices, she heated a pot of oil, and poured it over—

As the hot oil touched the water, it made a sizzling sound. The Sichuan peppercorns released their fragrance, the capsaicin was activated, quietly flowing into the bowl. At this point, the red oil was clear and bright, and the aroma of the water-boiled meat slices filled the air.

Due to limited production tools, this batch of water-boiled meat slices was not oversized. In order for more people to taste the deliciousness, each portion was only a small bowl.

Jiang Qiuqiu never liked to keep everyone waiting, so she started scanning as soon as she finished.

There was no countdown, but everyone in the livestream room uniformly clicked their “grab” buttons.

Thousands of people surged, and the first bowl’s quota quickly evaporated between everyone’s fingers.

Then came the second bowl, the third bowl—

Every quota released was like a hotcake. Although there were many quotas, with more viewers, there were always people who missed out on the delicious food.

Soon, all the quotas were taken.

At this point, the livestream room was packed, with over 53 million people. Jiang Qiuqiu probably released about 13 million quotas, and with 1/3 chance of grabbing one, the odds were already considered high.

But for those who didn’t grab one, it meant they got none at all.

The two girls from the School of Economics had tried their best, but still returned empty-handed.

Neither of them got one.

Wan Xing: This is not logical.

“How could we be so unlucky today?”

Just as she felt utterly dejected, ready to end the livestream and go to bed, Jiang Qiuqiu took out the bowl of sauce she had prepared earlier from the corner of the table.

“Didn’t someone say they wanted to taste the flavor of the sauce earlier?” Jiang Qiuqiu scanned the bowl. “Descriptions from others are always pale, curious fans can try it themselves.”

This timing was quite subtle. Those who had grabbed the boiled meat slices were now enjoying their meal. Who would still care about this small bowl of sauce?

Those who didn’t get one, like Wan Xing, instantly evaporated into thin air.

There weren’t many people left in the livestream room.

But the quotas for this bowl of sauce weren’t few!

Wan Xing and Wei Mian, relying on their youth and still-decent attention, finally managed to grab what they wanted in this wave.

However—

Wei Mian looked at the reddish soup in front of her. “Xingxing, is this, can this taste good? It looks like some nutrient solution.”

“No, it can’t be the same.” Wan Xing shook her head. “This was made by Jiang Qiuqiu.”

The hand of a culinary god!

—

The taste of the soup was indeed not as good as the previous dishes. As Jiang Qiuqiu said, it was a bit too heavy in flavor, leaning towards overly spicy and salty, which could be choking if consumed too much.

But sipping a small mouthful, it was still a rare delicacy.

So much so that Wei Mian sighed, “I just made a mistake. If only nutrient solutions tasted this good.”

And Wan Xing, after finishing the soup, pondered on a deeper level, “Even the ‘not-so-good-tasting’ base soup is so delicious. What would the boiled meat slices taste like?”

“Well… we’ll have to wait for the next time it’s available again.”

“No.”

Wan Xing shook her head slowly. “It’s too difficult. There will only be more and more people.”

As the fan base number grew larger, the number of people left out would only increase.

Being chosen by someone was too difficult.

“I have to figure something out!” Wan Xing clenched her fist!