By the time Qin Yuanyao was ready to start her live stream selling apples, her viewership was already the lowest among all the guests.
"Today I'm going to make some snacks for everyone using apples. I'll start with baked apple slices," Qin Yuanyao said to the sales camera. "For baked apple slices, it's best to use crisp apples, as this will make them taste better. The apples grown in our Anfeng Village are especially crisp..."
Qin Yuanyao showed two apples that Chi Cheese had washed clean to the camera, praising how good the apples grown in Anfeng Village were, while she started slicing the apples.
"Sister Qin, what can I do?" Chi Nao asked sweetly, watching Qin Yuanyao slice apples.
"You don't need to do anything, just wait to eat in a bit." Qin Yuanyao said, "Cheese, do you prefer crisper apple slices, or less crisp ones with a bit of meat on them?"
"I like it crunchy, the kind that makes a satisfying crunch when you bite into it!" Chi Cheese immediately said.
"Okay. Then I'll slice the apples thinner so they'll be crispier when baked." Qin Yuanyao said, slicing the apples very, very thinly.
Qin Yuanyao's knife skills are quite good; she slices thinly, steadily, and quickly.
[Ha, what a attention-seeker. Everyone else is steadily selling apples, while she's showing off her cooking skills making apple snacks, and she's even spent all her family's savings on it. I can't watch anymore, it's disgusting.]
[Not watching anymore +1]
Chi Cheese secretly glanced at the sales camera.
Seeing that the number of viewers on the page was still decreasing, Chi Cheese became extremely anxious.
But she didn't dare say it out loud, afraid of affecting her mother's performance.
She silently prayed in her heart: Please don't let it drop any further! Please don't let it drop any further! My mom can really cook all kinds of delicious food, and it's so tasty! My mom's cooking skills are absolutely amazing!
After Qin Yuanyao sliced the apples and put them in the oven to bake, she began preparing to make candied apples.
She skillfully peeled and cored the apple, cut it into chunks, and then soaked it in salted water.
Her movements were quick and efficient, clearly indicating that she was someone who cooked regularly.
She rarely speaks, only mentioning how wonderful Anfeng Village's apples are when the topic involves apples and she has the opportunity to introduce them.
Compared to the lively and bustling live streams with other guests, speaking at breakneck speed, this place was quiet and peaceful.
It seems like people aren't watching live streams for selling products, but rather for leisurely, peaceful food streams.
Although the number of viewers in the live stream is decreasing, those who remain genuinely love the rhythm and atmosphere, and they watch Qin Yuanyao cook with unwavering eyes.
Qin Yuanyao prepared the starch paste, coated the apples with the starch paste, and fried them in oil until golden brown. While she was draining the oil, the apple slices were ready.
Qin Yuanyao poured the roasted apple slices into a fruit plate woven from bamboo strips.
The apple slices are golden brown and crispy, and they look fragrant and crunchy.
Chi Nai's little face was close to the fruit plate, and she took a deep sniff, exclaiming in delight, "It smells so good!"
Viewers watching the live stream couldn't help but swallow hard.
Qin Yuanyao smiled, picked up a slice of roasted apple, blew on it, and handed it to Chi Naoqi: "Try it."
Chi took the cheese with her little hands, took a bite, and the crunching sound could be clearly heard in the live broadcast room.
"So delicious! It's so delicious! Sister Qin, you're amazing!" Chi Nao's fair and tender face lit up with joy, and she raised her soft little hand to give Qin Yuanyao a thumbs up.
She started eating the roasted apple slices one by one.
She finished each baked apple slice in three or four bites.
The crisp sound never stopped in the live stream.
Netizens watched as they ate the delicious-smelling Chi cheese, and listened to the crunchy sound, making their mouths water even more.
Qin Yuanyao then introduced the apples from Anfeng Village to the viewers in the live broadcast room.
"...The apples in Anfeng Village are all grown in orchards. I'll give you a live broadcast showing you the apples in the orchards..."
As Qin Yuanyao spoke, she made a video call to Chi Baiyi.
Chi Baiyi answered the call quickly, his cold and aloof face appearing on the entire phone screen.
The viewers in the live stream gasped when they saw that flawless, otherworldly face up close.
They already knew that Chi Baiyi was handsome.
However, such a sudden and unexpected close-range attack from a divine face still nearly depleted their health bars.
But Qin Yuanyao reacted indifferently, urging like an emotionless machine, "Point the camera at the orchard, so everyone can see the orchard and the apples."
Chi Baiyi didn't speak, but operated the phone for a while. Soon, the camera switched to an orchard.
Qin Yuanyao continued her introduction, and Chi Baiyi cooperated by patting the orchard, the apples, and the villagers working in the orchard.
After the introduction, Qin Yuanyao ended the video call and told everyone that those who wanted to buy Apple products could place an order themselves.
Chi Cheese sat on the bench, intently eating her roasted apple slices.
She had already eaten a quarter of the plate of baked apple slices, and her little mouth was covered with bits of baked apple.
Qin Yuanyao wiped her mouth, both amused and exasperated, and said, "Save some room for the candied apples."
"Oh? There are also candied apples!" Chi Nao's eyes lit up.
"Hmm, besides the candied apples, there are also apple donuts and apple omelets. Now that you've filled your tummy, how will you eat the others later?"
Chi Cheese immediately clapped her hands, brushing away the pieces of roasted apple: "I'm not eating anymore, I need to save room for other things."
Qin Yuanyao smiled and began making candied apples.
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