Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy-Chapter 29: Shocking! Releasing 50,000 Slots?
He described it so enticingly, as if he’d already eaten it himself.
But this was the streamer’s new dish. How could he have possibly tasted it?!
Changbei teased him for being Jiang Qiuqiu’s number one stan. "Your imagination is impressively vivid. You can even conjure up the taste of something you’ve never eaten."
"Who says I haven’t tried it!"
"...???"
"Wait, you’ve actually tried it!?"
"Yeah." Terry, who had been tackled to the ground, explained everything. He told them how he had spoken up for Jiang Qiuqiu and maintained order in the stream, and how she had privately sent him a sample of her new dish as a thank you.
Changbei stared, his eyes sparkling with awe.
While they were chatting, the first batch of rice noodle rolls came out of the steamer.
The aroma of the rice-based dish wasn’t as overpowering as her previous meat-heavy ones, but its soft, gentle fragrance was alluring in its own right. It became especially tempting after Jiang Qiuqiu drizzled a spoonful of her special sauce over top. The translucent, glistening rice noodle rolls soaked up the savory aroma, and the live comments exploded once again.
This time, the casual viewers took center stage!
#The meat is delicious, but finally, we have a day that’s not all meat!!#
#Waaaah, I’m a distant descendant of the Gugu people myself. I was eating Gugu meat with tears streaming down my face for the last few days. Today’s main dish is finally not Gugu meat! Waaaah.#
#Hold on, to the person above eating with tears... you mean you were crying while eating, but also shouting about how delicious it was?#
#Damn, I can picture it now!#
#Why are you all talking so much? I just have one question! Is Qiuqiu going to start the tasting slots?!#
#+1, now that’s the real question!#
#Yes, yes, yes, tasting slots! I’m warming up my hands!#
#Are there still benefits for the top 100 fans today?# a casual viewer, barely clinging to the 99th spot on the fan leaderboard, wondered.
Jiang Qiuqiu’s face wasn’t visible on the stream; only her slender hands, constantly in motion.
’She already had a plan. If nothing went wrong, today would probably be her last time cooking live in the Federation.’
’Her very last time.’
Her voice lifted slightly. "Rice noodle rolls are relatively simple to make. Since I was late today, I’ll be opening up more tasting slots to make it up to everyone."
Someone asked just how many "more" would be. Jiang Qiuqiu was on the verge of becoming a three-star streamer, which meant the maximum number of tasting portions she could generate for a single dish was one thousand—
"There will be fifty thousand slots today. I’m sure all the fans waiting in the stream will be able to get one."
#??? Did I hear that right?#
#No, you didn’t mishear. No, we *both* must have misheard!#
#Fifty thousand???#
’Fifty thousand slots? For a streamer who’s not even a full three-star yet? Wouldn’t that mean making fifty batches?’
#Will Qiuqiu be able to handle it? She doesn’t really need to release so many slots at once...# 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"It’s just that I have something to announce to everyone, so I wanted to give out a little bonus first."
"Alright, enough talk, let’s get right to it. Today, there won’t be a special benefit for the top 100 fans. Instead, we’ll have one for the top 1,000."
When a true chef gets up to speed, they’re simply unstoppable.
The only thing that couldn’t keep up with her speed was her equipment; she herself moved with effortless grace. She beat the batter, spread it thin, controlled the water’s heat, and laid out the serving plates, sauce, and steaming trays. Though she was only one person, she steamed one batch after another in seamless rotation, her movements as fluid as flowing water. Bowl after bowl of fresh rice noodle rolls emerged from the steamer. The rich rice aroma slowly spread through the air, then seemed to thicken and concentrate.
A scent that was a three out of ten now felt like a perfect ten.
In the dead of night, everyone suddenly felt hungry.
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「Nighttime was when Zhai Xingxing, son of a Federation tycoon, was in his element.」
Tonight, he had called over a few of his childhood friends for a get-together.
In the private lounge, a table was covered with all kinds of liquor. A group of rich heirs sat around it, all watching the massive projection on the screen with rapt attention.
A closer look revealed that it was none other than Jiang Qiuqiu’s cooking channel.
