Only after leaving the kitchen did Wang Zaozao glance at the bullet comments on her live stream.

Comments related to Jiang Jiujiu were flying by: "Why’d you leave?! Go back and watch!" "Is this a summit for the food channel hosts? Aren’t you going to watch, Host Wang?" On top of that, her concurrent viewership had unexpectedly shot up by several million.

With just a few more followers, she would hit 100 million.

One hundred million followers was a major milestone. She’d been streaming for so long but had never been able to break through that barrier—

Today, she had inexplicably broken through it. But before Wang Zaozao could even enjoy the moment, her concurrent viewership started to drop again.

"Aw, why’d she leave? We can’t see Juju anymore." "Bummer. I thought we could piggyback on her for another stream before the 21st." Clearly, all this new traffic was because of Host Jiang Jiujiu.

At the same time, her editor sent her a message.

Editor: Go back! You got lucky and ran into them, so why aren’t you getting in on the action?

Editor: This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Your chances of sharing the screen with the queen of popularity again are practically zero.

After thinking for a moment, Wang Zaozao turned around and headed back.

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"Hello, everyone—"

"Can we help you, young lady?"

"I was filming a review of the restaurant just now and happened to catch you all on camera. My viewers are really interested. Would it be okay if I filmed a bit of you cooking?"

"Filming?" The chubby chef paused. "Why don’t you wait by the door for a minute? Let us discuss it first."

Jiang Qiuqiu wanted to refuse.

She wasn’t cooking alone; she was teaching. If the session was filmed, it would inevitably show her instructing other hosts. Having that kind of video out there would be like a public declaration that her cooking skills were superior to everyone else’s.

That would be rather impolite.

But to Jiang Qiuqiu’s surprise, while she was planning to refuse, the other food hosts discussed it and actually agreed.

She gave them a surprised look.

Langlibaitiao spoke up as their representative. "Honestly, if you’re not worried about your recipe and techniques getting out, then we’re all for it. We’re indebted to you as it is. Broadcasting this will make our intentions clear and help prevent any drama between our fanbases in the future."

"You really don’t have to—"

"The point is, we all want to!"

It was hard to refuse their earnest hospitality, so Jiang Qiuqiu relented. "All right, then. Let the young lady come in."

For Wang Zaozao, this was a truly pleasant surprise.

Once she got the okay, she brought her camera robot into the kitchen and moved closer to the wok. By this point, the Braised Gugu Meat was almost ready for plating, and Jiang Qiuqiu was starting on the second dish Chen Yu had ordered: Stir-fried Bamboo Slices.

She heated oil in the wok and prepped the bamboo slices. Since bamboo is stir-fried, the dish comes together quickly. While wielding the spatula, Jiang Qiuqiu explained the key points to the others. Whenever she demonstrated a common technique, she would intentionally exaggerate her movements so that everyone could get a clear look.

Wang Zaozao manually adjusted her camera robot. She was a tactful person who knew how to read a room; she would only speak after Jiang Qiuqiu had finished talking.

"Excuse me, are you all hosts from the food channel?"

"Are you all here tonight discussing and exchanging ideas?"

"And what dish are you making right now?"

It was the chubby chef who took a moment to answer her. "That’s right, we’re all hosts from the food channel. I wouldn’t call it a discussion, though. We’re just here to ask Juju for some pointers. A lot of her ideas and techniques are different from ours, and you always have to learn new things to improve. That’s why we all came over."

"Oh, I see."

"Yep. Right now, we’re making a dish called Stir-fried Bamboo Slices."