The Game Of Life 40 A Challenge From A Fellow Chef

Liu Qian had already forgotten herself as she ate, she had completely forgotten about the live broadcast as well.

The strange thing was that the audience in the Livestream didn't leave, on the contrary, bullet comments flew across the screen fiercely. The zooming bullet comments covered the entire screen, creating a kind of illusion that this was a popular host's live streaming room.

[s.e.xy host, go offline, and stop p.i.s.sing people off.]

[Look at your cell phone, frustrating host. I beg you to please look at your cell phone!]

[What a frustrating host, I've already followed her, already followed her.]

[What's happening? Isn't she making stir-fried rice cake? What's with the black screen?]

[rubbish host, bah!]

...

In that instant, there were about 3000 people in Liu Qian's live streaming room, and the number of people watching was rising steadily. It was unclear how many people were organic, live viewers, but just from the looks of it and the density of the comments, the number of live viewers had to be quite large.

Although the screen was black, the sound was still present.

There were the voices of the members who came with their bowls and chopsticks for a piece of rice cake, the clinging sounds of the chopsticks as they met the bowl. and the dense footsteps were all mixed together. But the clearest was the sound of the rice cakes' sizzling on the grilling foil.

Liu Qian just had to place her cell phone beside the grilling plate.

A black screen, coupled with the sounds, fueled the viewer's unlimited imaginations.

[I can't believe I got hungry just from listening to the sound (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)]

As soon as this comment was posted, many viewers who had insisted on sending [Frustrating Host] in the live streaming room also said that they were hungry. For a while, the number of comments saying [so d.a.m.n hungry] and [frustrating host] were almost tied.

There were more than 30 people at the restaurant, after each had taken a little share of the rice cakes and cabbages, the grilling plate was almost empty. Ji Yue was preparing to continue to grill the chicken wings when she accidentally glanced at Liu Qian's mobile phone that was but a black screen but had bullet comments rolling across it, so she reminded her.

"Qianqian, did you forget to close the live stream?" Ji Yue asked.

Liu Qian was dipping the spring roll into the remaining chili sauce on the grilling foil, and only remembered that she had completely forgotten about the live stream when Ji Yue reminded her. Liu Qian quickly put down her chopsticks and picked up her mobile phone. She saw a screen that was full of [frustrating host]] and [I'm starving].

She switched the camera to the front camera and aimed the camera at herself. Liu Qian apologized to the viewers in the room with an apologetic face.

"Sorry, everyone, I was too focused on eating just now and did not pay attention to the live stream. We've already finished the stir-fried rice cakes. Let me show you the grilling plate! "

The next second, an empty grilling appeared on the screen. Even the chili sauce left on the grilling plate was pitiful.

[Frustrating host.]

[Frustrating host (̿▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿̿)̄]

[Frustrating host, I strongly request you to make another serving!]

[F*ck your mom, I'm even hungrier after I see this empty grilling plate!]

Liu Qian looked at Jiang Feng. He was going to cook with the small hot pot. He had added a lot of seasoning to the pot, then threw the meatb.a.l.l.s, staples, and vegetables into the pot.

Turning the camera back on herself, Liu Qian said, "Our president has to eat as well, and doesn't have time to make another serving. I just saw someone mention that they are hungry. You should all go and have dinner first. Today's live stream ends here. Bye!"

Liu Qian waved to the camera and ended the live stream.

Before the live stream turned into a black screen, everyone heard Liu Qian's unfinished words "President, the seasoning you've added in the pot is..."

There was a short pause in the live streaming room before the comments grew even more frenzied.

[Frustrating host, I'm so p.i.s.sed! (╯‵□′)╯︵┻━┻]

[s.e.xy host, go offline, and stop p.i.s.sing people off.]

[Frustrating host, go offline and stop p.i.s.sing people off.]

[I give you three minutes, I want to know everything about this live streaming host.]

[Five minutes on the live stream, two hours frustrating viewers.]

...

After the viewers online had contributed their comments expressing their frustration, they left the room after they had all followed her, their actions betraying their words of frustration.

Liu Qian wasn't aware that her frustrating behavior had raised her number of followers by a lot. Her live streams were only a diversion for her, she had only started because she had seen her roommate who was in the same dormitory do it and felt that it was fun. It wasn't even considered her hobby. She was not very concerned about the number of followers and such.

Liu Qian had been focusing on devouring the hot pot since she had asked for the seasoning from Jiang Feng.

After seeing how Jiang Feng had made the Stir-Fried Rice Cake on the parchment, many people followed suit, and without exception, they had all failed. A small smile rose on the corners of Jiang Feng's lips as he watched the members change the parchment one by one, he hid his skills deeply.

"President, will you take part in this year's Good Taste's cooking compet.i.tion?" After eating their fill of great food and drinks, everyone sat in their seats and chatted. Wu Minqi, who had been silent all along, asked suddenly.

"Good Taste, the one that sells soy sauce?" Liu Zixuan interrupted.

There was a pretty famous brand of soy sauce in A City, named Good Taste, but it's fame was limited to the area near A City, it was not that famous outside the province.

"Yes, it's sponsored by that brand. The first prize is 10,000 dollars. The restaurant that wins can also get the chance to be published on the covers of Taste Magazine. The requirements of the partic.i.p.ants are that they must be individuals, and under the age of 28." Wu Minqi said, "I want to compete." He continued.

As a food magazine, Taste was also quite famous in China.

"You know how to cook?" Liu Zixuan was shocked.

What kind of astounding club were they? The members could cook more than they could play chess.

"Ah, Minqi's family has a restaurant, it's one Michelin star, called the Wu Family Restaurant. It's very famous in our area." Liu Qian glanced up and chipped in.

Has a restaurant...

One Michelin star...

Restaurant...

Jiang Feng felt that a fair and rich beauty had sneaked into the poor chess club.

"You want me to go and help you?" Jiang Feng asked, although the compet.i.tion was limited to individuals only, it shouldn't be a problem for a head chef to bring along a helper to cut the vegetables for him.

"I think you can compete, too." Wu Minqi said with a smile, "I tasted the pastries you made before when the club was recruiting new members. Since then, I had wanted to compete with you."

No wonder Wu Minqi had never used the welfare of the club to dine in Health Restaurant ever since joining the club. It turned out that she had an ulterior motive.

"Ding, there is an optional side quest, please choose by yourself."

The game was evidently not afraid of troubles as a viewer.

"Sure." Jiang Feng agreed to it.

The satisfactory group dinner was over. It was already past nine o'clock at night when everyone had returned to school. Ji Yue went to Health Restaurant to help out. Jiang Feng just sent a WeChat message to notify w.a.n.g Xiulian that he was going back to the dormitory directly.

He had just stepped into the dormitory when he saw w.a.n.g Hao lying on the bed.

"Business was good at the store today?" Jiang Feng guessed.

"Super good. I'm exhausted because of it." w.a.n.g Hao said weakly, "I was going on so many deliveries, it was almost dizzying."

Jiang Feng smiled. The smell of the spice on his body had not dissipated yet. It seemed that he made up for the hard work of delivering meals during dinner.

He walked to the toilet and clicked the control panel open.

[A Challenge From A Fellow Chef]: As the successor of the Wu Family Restaurant, Wu Minqi has had a great talent in cooking since childhood. Among her peers, she rarely encountered a formidable opponent. She is hailed as the most promising among the younger generation of the Wu family. The piece of Mung Bean Cake at A University's recruitment fair thrilled her, and she itched to have a go at competing at her favorite activity. As the most promising in the younger generation of the Jiang family, please face up to the challenge of Wu Minqi and defeat Wu Minqi in the Good Taste cooking compet.i.tion. [Select: Yes / No]

To be honest, Jiang Jianguo had made all the Mung Bean Cakes that day.

He clicked Yes.

[A Challenge From A Fellow Chef]: As the successor of the Wu Family Restaurant, Wu Minqi has had a great talent in cooking since childhood. Among her peers, she had rarely encountered a formidable opponent. She is hailed as the most promising among the younger generation of the Wu family. The piece of Mung Bean Cake at A University's recruitment fair had thrilled her, and she itched to have a go at competing at her favorite activity. As the most promising younger generation of the Jiang family, please face up to the challenge of Wu Minqi and defeat Wu Minqi in the Good Taste cooking compet.i.tion. Task Progress (0 / 1)

Task Tip: There is a big difference between the skills of the Player and Wu Minqi. Please improve your skills as soon as possible.

Task Reward: A kitchen knife.

The comment of the game was too real.

Jiang Feng cried silently, choked speechless.