The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 158 - Plagiarism
Chapter 158: Chapter 158 Plagiarism
In the live-streaming room, under the camera,
a pair of fair, flawless hands with delicate fingers crushed tomatoes.
The red background made the pale hands look stunning, almost unreal.
[What do you guys think, is the host male or female?]
[I don’t know, the voice is pleasant, and then there’s these hands…]
[I’m here for these hands.]
...
[Add one.]
[Add one thousand and one.]
Several viewers, previously just lurking, were drawn out by these hands.
Although the food was delicious, these hands were truly a blessing for those obsessed with hands.
Watching the live stream, Nian Shutong leaned closer to observe Fu Yunhe’s hands, then glanced down at her own.
Life really shouldn’t be compared, otherwise many injustices would arise. Like her, always wanting to make Fu Yunhe’s hands as dark as her own.
The live stream continued, and Fu Yunhe did not respond to the comments.
He preferred to showcase his hands rather than his face.
“Crushed tomatoes go into the pot, add a bit of this.”
Under the camera, White Sugar made its appearance.
[What is that?]
[Can’t tell.]
[Host, please tell us quickly.]
[Is it something delicious again?]
[Obviously, if it’s not food, could it possibly be poison?]
“Everyone has heard of brown sugar, right?” Fu Yunhe held a black spoon with two fingers, scooped a little white sugar, and continued,
“This is called white sugar. It lacks some of the flavors of brown sugar, leaving only the sweetness. It’s a great seasoning for certain dishes.”
By now, Fu Yunhe had already added the white sugar to the tomato juice, stirring it spoon by spoon.
[White sugar?]
[Isn’t that too white?]
[How is that made?]
[What does it taste like? I don’t like the taste of brown sugar.]
[It can’t be fake, right? Is it colored brown sugar?]
[I don’t quite believe it either.]
[I believe! I believe! I bought a small packet of this sugar from a little shop today, it’s really just sweet, exceptionally sweet.]
By this time, Fu Yunhe had started making tomato sauce, methodically explaining, “White sugar is indeed a type of sugar, similar to maltose we make, just processed differently.”
“White sugar will periodically be available in the small shop, do pay attention to it if you’re interested.”
Between disbelief and curiosity, Fu Yunhe completed making the tomato sauce.
The sweet and sour taste made the viewers drool, though not everyone was a fan.
[How do you eat this?]
[I don’t understand, it’s a bit hard to swallow like this.]
[ Smells nice, but I feel it’s a bit hard on the teeth]
Fu Yunhe let the tomato sauce cool a bit, then spooned it into a container, saying, “Tomato sauce is a condiment, it needs to be paired with something, like French fries.”
Fu Yunhe smoothly took out prepared potato sticks and started frying them, quickly producing golden French fries.
[Oh my! I see French fries again.]
[French fries! I came for the fries, but haven’t seen them since.]
[I joined during the fish episode.]
[Meat.]
[Stir-fried eggs.]
[Chestnuts.]
[Dumplings.]
[Dumplings.]
[Dumplings.]
On the screen, everyone started sharing what got them hooked, with dumplings dominating the conversation.
Many were even begging for dumplings to be available soon.
“Dumplings will be available sporadically in the small shop; the fries are ready now, let’s dip one in the tomato sauce.”
“Mmm, it really tastes good.” Fu Yunhe’s hand disappeared from the frame, and all that could be heard was the soft sound of chewing.
[Ah—turn on the virtual reality!]
“Big bro, don’t force me to go in and snatch!”
“This is definitely intentional, intentional.”
“You’re just stirring up hatred!”
Fu Yunhe didn’t delay; he directly initiated the virtual tasting. Currently, he had a viewership of 140 million.
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He could open 0.1% of the tasting slots, which is 140,000 slots.
“Ready, start.”
With the word start, who knows how many people were furiously operating their devices, but sadly, too many didn’t manage to grab a slot.
“Ah———”
“Someone drag the guy upstairs out, please.”
“Do me a favor and take me with him.”
“Distraught doesn’t even begin to cover how I feel.”
“Too few! Big bro, open up some more slots.”
“My hand has lost its purpose of existence, time and again, always empty.”
“Same as the guy upstairs.”
Fu Yunhe calmly tidied up the table and said, “Don’t panic, there’s one more dish. Those who just grabbed fries will be restricted, this dish will be for those who missed out.”
There were cheers and wails in the comment section.
None of this affected Fu Yunhe’s pace as he fried fish, changed the oil, and this time added green onions, ginger, garlic, soy sauce, a little White Sugar, and ketchup, starting to stew it.
At the same time, it was time for him to take questions from the audience.
First-time viewers of the live stream were still a bit confused. What kind of twist was this? It felt like they were watching a live stream about studying?
But as Fu Yunhe explained, many people stopped overthinking it. His reasoning was solid.
How come it feels better than what my own teacher says?
Must be an illusion?
What’s such a cultured person doing live streaming?
In the interstellar world, entertainment might be well-developed, but cultivation was still the main story, the only unchangeable main plot.
“Alright, that’ll be all for today’s Q&A because our ketchup fish is ready.”
Fu Yunhe lifted the lid of the pot—sour, sweet, fresh, a perfect combination.
“Mommy! I regret it, I don’t want fries anymore, although they were tasty.”
“Waaah, I want to eat both! Fries with ketchup are also delicious.”
“I still prefer fries with salt.”
“Ketchup, forever the best.”
“Salt is the true match.”
Surprisingly, a small group of people started arguing. Other onlookers just thought, ‘Keep arguing, I’ll go grab a spot.’
“Tasting starts.”
In the blink of an eye, the slots for the ketchup fish were gone.
This time, the comment section was much quieter, no one reviewed the taste, no one was dramatically upset.
Because everyone was staking out the small shop, already familiar with the route.
“Today’s live stream has ended, may you have a wonderful day.”
Fu Yunhe signed off.
“Beauty, you worked hard.” Ms. Nian Shutong kindly passed over a cup of Maltose water, while she was sucking on a lollipop.
“Thank you.”
“You should thank Ms. Nian Shutong’s entire family.”
Rubble’s comment nearly made Fu Yunhe choke!
Ms. Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe who was coughing violently and then glanced at the serious Rubble.
“My whole family is just me.” Ms. Nian Shutong seriously nodded, Daodao definitely couldn’t be considered human.
“Then just thanking Ms. Nian Shutong herself is enough, that’s Xiao He expressing his utmost thanks,” Rubble said as he pass by the coughing Fu Yunhe, kindly patting his back.
“It’s no big deal, just thanks to Rubble himself is fine.”
“Hehehe… Thank you, thank you.” Fu Yunhe said somewhat sheepishly, then changed the subject:
“We broke a hundred million, are you thinking of signing with a company?”
Ms. Nian Shutong looked at the sheepish Fu Yunhe, he clearly didn’t realize how pale he had turned.
“There will always be those more anxious than us.”
“That’s true.”
If the live streaming website found out the two hadn’t signed up, they would definitely come knocking.
After a few more exchanges, the two went their separate ways, and the small wooden house was once again peaceful, but the Star Network was bustling.
The hubbub this time wasn’t just about people failing to grab a slot; there were continuous accusations on Star Network that Fu Yunhe was plagiarizing.
Plagiarizing? Who copied whom?
