The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 412 - 411: Pies Can Compete for Favor

Chapter 412: Chapter 411: Pies Can Compete for Favor

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Nian Shutong’s voice wasn’t the kind that tears one’s heart apart; she just shouted in her normal voice, yet everyone could hear her.

When the children heard her voice, they began to run towards her from all directions.

Dou Dou, who was already nearby, got there the fastest.

"Auntie! Auntie! What is it?"

"Something delicious."

Nian Shutong teased Dou Dou and didn’t directly tell him the answer.

As the children arrived one after another, they lined up voluntarily, waiting and anticipating.

Nian Shutong then took out the bags of potato chips she had brought back, placing them pack by pack on the table in front of her.

"One pack per person, to be eaten only after dinner."

"These are called potato chips. I need you all to taste them carefully and tell me your honest feelings, whether you like them or not, only the truth will help me."

"Understood?"

"Understood!"

The children answered in unison.

"Alright, let’s start."

Nian Shutong stood at the front and handed a small pack of potato chips to each child in the order of the queue.

The children, obedient, cherished the packs in their arms, some shaking them to listen to the sound; some trying hard to smell them, but to no avail.

Everyone received their packs quickly, and after it was done, the children walked towards their homes in groups of three or five, chattering all the way.

It wasn’t hard to guess what they were discussing.

Not only the children, but each household was also given a few packs of potato chips.

When Nian Shutong had finished distributing them to the children and saw Rubble staring at her persistently, Ha Ha.

"Don’t worry, you won’t miss out. We’ll eat them together during the live broadcast tonight."

"Enough for everyone."

Nian Shutong’s words made Ha Ha grin broadly, Rubble, however, remained expressionless but...

"Rubble needs..."

"To gather data."

The phrase "to gather data" was said simultaneously by Nian Shutong and Ha Ha.

Ha Ha was particularly excited pointing at himself and then at Nian Shutong, "What hearts think alike."

"Hearts in harmony."

Fu Yunhe, who came over to call some people to eat, timely reminded them.

"Exactly, hearts in harmony, Ha Ha and good people are in sync."

Nian Shutong watched the joyful Ha Ha, feeling a bit ’suffocated’ like Rubble, but then stopped bothering with them and went to eat first.

"Xiao He, what do you plan to broadcast tonight?"

Fu Yunhe, walking alongside Nian Shutong, pondered for a moment before speaking, "Do you have a new idea?"

"A little one. I’ve made three new types of snacks, right? Broadcast them live to see the market response."

"Sounds good."

The two of them happily made the decision and arrived at the dining area to start eating.

Dinner was stuffed pancakes, which didn’t require any additional dishes, as everyone was quite satisfied with just a pancake.

Mr. Fan made two types of fillings, chive and egg, and beef with celery.

These people were really devouring the pancakes, a few bites per piece, and Mr. Fan, aiming for good flavor, kept baking them continuously.

Baking on one side, eating on the other.

One side being happy baking, the other side enjoying eating even more.

Ha Ha had just finished a pancake and there were none left on the table. He simply got up and went over to the kitchen window to get a new one.

"Careful, it’s hot."

Mr. Fan skillfully baked the pancakes, just serving some freshly baked ones.

"I got it."

Ha Ha picked up the stuffed pie and walked towards the dining table, placing it down carefully.

"Xiao He, you eat this one!"

Ha Ha pointed at the topmost, hottest one with a cheeky grin that was too obvious.

Fu Yunhe just glanced at Ha Ha, his chopsticks were about to pick up that hottest piece but changed direction just two centimeters away.

Ha Ha went from anticipation to disappointment. Why didn’t he pick it?

Nian Shutong didn’t mind and picked up that piece, but before she could eat it, Ha Ha stopped her.

"It’s hot!"

Nian Shutong placed the pie on her own plate and said, "It’s fine, it’ll cool down soon."

"Oh... then be careful."

The stark difference in attitudes made Fu Yunhe, who was across the table eating his pie, roll his eyes where no one could see.

Nevertheless, Nian Shutong thanked Ha Ha and picked a pie for him.

Ha Ha forgot about teasing Fu Yunhe and was happily showing off the pie that Shutong had given him.

However, Dou Dou, Ji Sisi, Lin Mu, Rubble, and even Fu Yunhe were all looking at her, with a silent, accusatory stare.

How could you favor some over others?

Nian Shutong felt like she was a parent to a bunch of troublesome kids.

Even dividing an apple required her to cut it precisely, sometimes even using a scale to weigh each piece.

First, she picked up a pie and asked Dou Dou, "Can you still eat?"

"Yes!"

Dou Dou assured her seriously and held up her small plate, waiting.

"Alright, then eat."

Nian Shutong put the pie on Dou Dou’s plate, marking the beginning.

One by one, everyone received a pie from Nian Shutong and contentedly lowered their heads to eat.

After the pies were done, everyone got up to stretch a bit, otherwise, how could they handle the snacks during the live stream?

Nian Shutong also had Fu Yunhe taste three different snacks first.

"How do they taste?"

"Very unique, and tasty."

Fu Yunhe wasn’t very keen, but he couldn’t deny that the tastes were addictive, even the sounds of eating were addictive.

"That’s fine then, just try."

"But how do we live stream? It’s not good to just start off by giving out food, right? It seems kind of boring."

Indeed.

Every live stream host tried various ways to engage or sometimes invited guests.

But Little River Live always relied on simple broadcasting, which was somewhat monotonous.

Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe both frowned in deep thought. What should they do?

For two people lacking in entertainment activities, it was extremely challenging.

Nian Shutong thought about what she was good at—fighting, brewing, poisoning?

None seemed to work, they all hinted at illegal broadcasting!

Fu Yunhe was also racking his brains. His experience was all from the battlefield, aside from fighting, it was just army-specific jokes.

But those jokes, often a bit risqué, weren’t allowed to be broadcast.

Even if broadcasting was allowed, he dared not, afraid that Nian Shutong might beat him up.

Nian Shutong’s gaze stared blankly at a point, struggling to concentrate, but it looked like she was really serious.

Fu Yunhe, on the other hand, felt that even if he couldn’t come up with ideas, he at least had to act like he did.

Thus, his expressions kept changing, and he performed slightly as if this idea wasn’t good, that idea was almost there.

Nian Shutong watched Fu Yunhe, whose expression was ever-changing, and kept thinking: What’s going on in his mind? Does he have a movie in mind? He can’t possibly be blank like me, right?

Fu Yunhe thought to himself: In my past life, all I did was fight the Insect Race; where was there any entertainment? Would Nian Shutong find him too dull? Maybe his expression needed to be a bit more convincing.

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