Chapter 161: Chapter 161 Five Hundred Million

Fu Yunhe’s hands introduced every item by name as he took them out.

A name no one had ever heard before.

And he continued.

“This one is a custard bun…”

“This one is a scalded bun…”

“This one is a leavened bun…”

“This one is a potsticker…”

With each item, Fu Yunhe put one on the stove.

In the camera, one could see that beside Fu Yunhe, there was someone else watching the pots, yet still out of sight.

[Oh my God! I must get some tonight.]

[Our whole family’s involved, from my 300-year-old ancestor to my one-year-old nephew.]

[A battle is inevitable today, bring it on!]

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[Oh no! I was secretly watching the live stream during evening self-study and got caught by the teacher!]

[I am that teacher.]

[Hahaha! It’s true. Because our entire class is watching the live stream now!]

[This teacher is quite something.]

[That’s nothing; you’re sneaking around. We are from the Culinary School, and because of Mr. Xiao He’s live stream, our school has rescheduled classes to start at seven o’clock.]

[I’m also from the Culinary School, and now Mr. Xiao He is our savior, because everything he makes is part of our curriculum. These will all be our specialty dishes after we graduate.]

[Exactly! Originally, we had only a few pathetic recipes, practicing them until we felt nauseous every day.]

[Our teacher will probably contact Mr. Xiao He. Even though you don’t charge a fee, we are still very grateful.]

Watching the live stream, Nian Shutong couldn’t believe this twist.

All kinds of dough-based foods were cooked, including pan-fried buns and potstickers, which needed manual handling.

When the frying was nearly done, the live chat quieted down, nearly everyone immersed in the aroma.

The fragrance of frying meat mingled with the dough was irresistible to the taste buds.

By then, the live stream viewership had already surpassed two hundred million, nearing three hundred million.

How incredible was this popularity? It was somewhat frightening.

At Youyu Live Streaming Company, Yu Zeming was also tuning into the broadcast; he couldn’t believe that this broadcaster, who had only a few tens of millions of viewers a few days ago, was now approaching three hundred million.

He had two thoughts at the moment, one was that Dad was amazing.

Second, could he also manage to grab a serving? It looked too tempting.

In Fu Yunhe’s live stream, after he finished frying the pan-fried buns and potstickers, he started the first virtual tasting session.

After the tasting, those who got a taste were almost ascending to heaven.

[Big brother, how am I supposed to face nutrient liquid now!]

[I want to cry… I can’t afford the flour.]

[Same here, it’s too delicious.]

[I’ve decided, I need to save money. No matter what, I’m going to make a pan-fried bun.]

[The potstickers are amazing too! That crispy bottom layer paired with the seasoned meat filling inside, oh my!]

[Sob sob, when will the other items be ready? I didn’t get any.]

[To the commenter above, you’re not alone.]

“Everyone, don’t be anxious, those who have already grabbed will be slightly restricted to give everyone a chance.”

After the first tasting, the live stream viewership broke three hundred million.

Meanwhile, Little Sweet was making dumplings, talking cutesy all the while.

However, her movements were not very proficient.

“Oh dear, my hand got smashed yesterday, so they aren’t that pretty, don’t mind that!”

“Actually, they taste quite good.”

[So slow! Mr. Xiao He over there has already finished a round of tasting.]

[Indeed, and apparently there are many more unseen dishes.]

[Can’t handle it, need to check it out.]

[Sweet Sweet, don’t rush, they haven’t experienced real delicacies, they don’t know that true gourmet is worth the wait.]

The person who had just finished posting the comment, for some reason, was enticed to check out the neighboring Little River Live stream. With the intention of scoping out the competition, she entered, but once in, she somewhat didn’t want to leave.

If this wasn’t delicious, then what was?

But had he been pursuing Little Sweet for too long? Was that really okay?

“Our soup dumplings are ready; we are about to start the taste testing.”

Just as this die-hard fan of Little Sweet was hesitating, the taste testing began.

She subconsciously pressed a button.

Oh my! She snagged a spot.

She looked at the small plate in front of her, with three trembling little dumplings on it, their skins so thin it seemed you could see the liquid moving inside.

“Be careful when eating soup dumplings; they can burn your mouth. Everyone should start by taking a small bite, sip a little of the broth, and then eat the rest of the dumpling.”

Fu Yunhe’s voice just happened to sound at that moment.

The fan glanced at his hands, still somewhat attractive, and his voice was pretty pleasant too.

“Hey! Try this! After I have finished, I can pick out faults and go argue with him!”

Following Fu Yunhe’s instructions, the fan bit a small piece off and sipped some broth.

“Oh…”

The fan had a bad feeling as she finished one small dumpling and took a deep breath.

“Sorry, Little Sweet, good food should not be wasted!”

Eat!

Eat quickly.

The two little soup dumplings were soon gone.

The former die-hard fan, staring at the empty plate, remained motionless for a long time.

Because in her mind, it was raining soup broth, and she was riding on a dumpling, flying all over the place.

Blissfully happy.

When she finally snapped out of it and looked back at the live stream, Fu Yunhe had already started taste testing another dish.

Snatch it!

“No–”

A cry of frustration accompanied by heartache echoed around the room.

As for Little Sweet, sorry, I’ll talk after I’ve finished eating.

Looking back at Little Sweet’s live stream, anyone curious enough to check it out never returned.

She originally had a hundred million viewers, but now the numbers had dropped to just over eighty million and were still declining.

[Tiantian, don’t worry; I’ll go and check it out for you.]

[Yes, Tiantian, we rely on real skill, no fear.]

These were two fiercely loyal fans, or rather leaders of Little Sweet’s fan club.

About ten or so minutes after these two exited the live stream, they finally returned.

[Tiantian, maybe we don’t really need to compete.]

[Let’s just be beautiful on our own.]

[What’s going on?]

[I’m leaving; surely it’s too awesome over there.]

[Me too.]

Dash dash dash!

The live stream lost ten million viewers.

The two fan leaders didn’t know what to do. They were die-hard fans, but they weren’t stupid.

The rival’s skill level was truly incomparable!

If it weren’t for their strong will and a bit of sentimentality, they might not have come back at all.

By now, Little Sweet was ready to unveil her steamed dumplings, and those still in the live stream had something to look forward to.

Everyone else had had a few rounds of food; surely we should at least get one.

[Wow, what is this?]

[Tiantian, are you sure you made dumplings?]

[You can’t even take it out, can you?]

[It doesn’t even look appetizing; I’m out.]

[With that skill, who is the real knock-off?]

[Quick, go next door. Might still get some scraps.]

Dash dash dash, the live stream was left with less than ten million viewers.

Meanwhile, Fu Yunhe’s live stream had just officially surpassed five hundred million viewers.