The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 280 - 278 Really Don’t Know
Chapter 280: Chapter 278 Really Don’t Know
Live streaming room, Fu Yunhe aimed the camera at Master Fan’s hands.
“Today, we’ve invited a strong guest to make four-joy meatballs for everyone.”
“Braised lion’s head is just an alternative name, so please don’t mind it.”
[Master Fan! I miss you so much!]
[Me too, just can’t stop thinking about it.]
[Master Fan, you must come often.]
[Mr. Xiao He, it’s not that we dislike you, it’s just that Master Fan is too amazing.]
The comment section kept flooding with messages missing Master Fan and his cooking skills, not criticizing you, Mr. Xiao He.
Fu Yunhe didn’t mind at all and said, “Feel free to speak your mind, I prefer Master Fan’s cooking more, you know, I get to eat his dishes every day.”
“Hmm, let me think, the rice noodles we had this morning.”
“Oh… right, you guys don’t know what rice noodles are.”
Fu Yunhe said with a slightly regretful and reminiscent tone, “Don’t worry, they’re not tasty, really not tasty; I just had three bowls.”
[Get someone to drag this infuriating speaker away!]
[I agree, quickly, someone come.]
[I’ve noticed that Mr. Xiao He’s getting quite bold, is he that vindictive now?]
[Maybe he has always been.]
[Truth spoke by the person above.]
[I want to eat rice noodles, big guy.]
Fu Yunhe stopped teasing everyone and simply agreed to live stream the rice noodles tomorrow.
The comment section finally quieted down, by then, Master Fan had started throwing and hitting the meat filling, slowly shaping it into large meatballs.
[Isn’t this just a big meatball?]
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[Can boiling it really make it tasty?]
[I don’t know, I always feel like Master Fan won’t just end things this simply.]
[Just wait and see.]
At that moment, Master Fan had begun simmering the meatballs, which was completely different from usual.
“Four-joy meatballs need to be eaten with this sauce to be delicious.”
When a portion of four-joy meatballs was done, the comment section was eagerly anticipating.
Fu Yunhe immediately started a virtual tasting, and after everyone scrambled for it, they were all waiting for the familiar black screen.
[Today Mr. Xiao He seems a bit slow.]
[Is there another dish maybe?]
[No, if there were, the big guy would have mentioned it at the start.]
[Then there must be something else?]
[Come on, tell us, we’re all waiting.]
At this time, the camera began to move, only a pair of feet were visible, alternately stepping forward.
Slowly, the camera panned up, and a preservation silo about a dozen meters tall appeared before everyone.
“Today, I’ll take you guys to tour our grain silo, which we just harvested a few days ago.”
As Fu Yunhe spoke, he opened the silo in front of him, revealing the transparent, cylindrical storage of grain.
About a meter up, there were two valves that could be opened; just by twisting, rice would flow out.
Fu Yunhe picked up a winnowing basket from the ground and opened one of the rice valves.
Whoosh, golden, unhulled rice poured out.
After collecting a bit, Fu Yunhe closed the valve.
In the frame, the visible rice grains were plump and full.
[What is the big guy trying to do?]
[I have no idea, totally confused.]
“Could the next dish be related to rice?”
“Rice noodles?”
“Rice noodles, just wait. I’ll make some for everyone tomorrow.”
“Today, let’s take a look at the rice we harvested. Isn’t it great and plump? As for the taste, anyone who has watched Little River Live should know how fragrant it is.”
Fu Yunhe walked out of the granary with a winnowing basket, and stood in a bright area outside, finally revealing today’s theme.
“Starting today, Little River Live will sell seeds.”
This statement set off a wave of uproar.
Watching the livestream, the Second Young Master Chi’s face was filled with contempt and scorn.
Presumptuous, a mere livestreamer thinking he can compete with the Chi Family, laughable.
On the other side, the He Family, with He Dao watching, were dumbfounded. What’s happening? Selling seeds?
What about their family?
When He Dao rushed to find his grandfather, he only saw his grandfather also watching the livestream. The old man signaled He Dao to be silent, because as Fu Yunhe let the comment section ferment for a while, he began speaking again.
“Our boss said she wants to spread culinary culture in the interstellar space by selling seeds because she sees everybody being limited by the high cost of food.”
“Our seeds are not sold to families, only individuals and families with fewer than ten members.”
“The boss said she hopes such small families can enjoy meals with rice every day.”
After saying this, Fu Yunhe paused again, and the comment section was completely confused.
“Mr., did you forget? If not for families, it’s nearly impossible to grow rice.”
“Indeed, without a protective shield, without technology, without anything.”
“Can’t afford to plant.”
The words “can’t afford to plant” flooded the screen. After waiting a while, Fu Yunhe then said softly,
“Don’t worry, our boss’s seeds for sale are radiation-resistant.”
“No matter where your home is, as long as the temperature is suitable, the planting conditions are suitable, and it’s radiation-resistant, please feel confident to plant.”
“Also, our seeds have a short maturation period; you can harvest a crop in three months.”
“If anyone is interested, please place an order in our small store. The price will be announced in the store.”
“Radiation-resistant!!!”
“How is that possible!!!!”
“You can’t just say things like that, Mr.!”
“Everything we say is very real, just wait and see.”
“I hope you have a wonderful day, goodbye.”
Fu Yunhe ended the livestream.
From a distance, Nian Shutong nodded at him and came over, saying, “Keep our position safe. If it leaks, there will be trouble.”
“Don’t worry, that won’t happen.” Fu Yunhe’s confidence really made Nian Shutong look at him with new eyes.
Is he really that amazing?
Fu Yunhe remained silent; he indeed was that amazing.
After the two finished talking, Fu Yunhe stayed to mind the store, while Nian Shutong went back to work.
Yet the waves caused by Little River Live were wild.
First affected was Yu Zeming, who had signed with Little River Live. He received countless communications, all inquiring about the identities of the two.
Yu Zeming insisted he didn’t know.
He totally didn’t know where the two came from, and at the time of signing the contract, it was only done through spiritual power; he didn’t even know their names.
Yu Zeming, office.
“I really don’t know, they were already popular when they signed up, and I didn’t set any conditions.”
“Really, really.”
“Alright, alright, I’ll ask around. If I get any information, I’ll inform you first,” Yu Zeming finally got a moment of peace after receiving who knows how many communications.
He stood by the window, looking outside and said to himself, “Two ancestors, I’m really putting my life on the line playing this game with you.”
Yu Zeming didn’t know why, but he just followed his heart and protected their identities.
