There are many people in the interstellar world who follow Mo Wennian. The day after they learned that Mo Wennian had woken up, a lot of fans flocked to their live broadcast room.
Meng Chen turned on the barrage mode, and Mo Wennian would occasionally read two barrages.
(Wow... Chenbao, when can you ask your husband to do something good for us?)
(I saw the staff get the food she gave me earlier, and tears started streaming down my face.)
(I haven’t eaten it, but I really want to.)
Mo Wennian only remembered it after seeing the barrage. It was said before that it was going to be a welfare benefit.
"Want to make something to eat? Just treat it as a treat for your fans."
Mo Wennian asked what Meng Chen meant.
Meng Chen was a little confused.
"You just woke up. Will being so tired have any effect on your body?"
He didn't want Mo Wennian to suffer so much. After all, she was his lover and he felt sorry for her.
"It's okay, it won't take long. Besides, I want them to know how good your food is~"
Mo Wennian leaned close to Meng Chen's ear and whispered something. Meng Chen felt his face burning with anger as he thought of the embarrassing moment he made during the audition.
"Then go ahead and do it."
Meng Chen wanted to go back and calm down, but Mo Wennian grabbed his hand again.
"what?"
Meng Chen's tone was cold, but Mo Wennian felt that he was being arrogant.
"What do you want to eat for lunch? I'll make it for you first."
Mo Wennian looked at him. Even though he was in a lower position, his eyes were smiling and he didn't look like he was looking up at him at all.
Meng Chen only felt his face getting redder.
"casual."
He needs to calm down. Mo Wennian is really good at this.
"Okay~"
Mo Wennian let go of him and let Meng Chen run back to the bedroom.
The mobile live broadcast ball followed Mo Wennian into the kitchen.
(She comes, she comes, she comes with the ingredients.)
(Family, get ready, it’s time to eat!)
(The rice bowl is ready, always ready to eat!)
(My family, I squatted for so long just for a meal she made.)
(That’s not what we said.)
Mo Wennian thought about it and decided that he must make his own delicious rice first. As for other things, he thought that braised food would be easier to package and more convenient to pack, and could also be vacuum-processed.
Cook the food first, then marinate the meat, and then add some vegetables. You can put more vegetables in, after all, some people like meat and some people like vegetables.
In interstellar space, vegetables seem to be a little rarer.
(Are these prepared for us?)
(Thank you, I am touched and hope to get my share.)
(Wish I had a copy.)
(+1)
While eating, Meng Chen would occasionally glance at the barrage and take a look.
"How are you going to draw the lottery?"
He has done this before, but they were all offline meet-and-greets. This is the first time he has used this kind of lottery model.
"That's fine. You can give your fans the best benefits, then randomly draw a prize. Message them privately to request the prize, and then send it to them by courier."
Mo Wennian said it simply, Meng Chen listened carefully and felt that she was right.
"What about your fans?"
Now it's not just him, Mo Wennian has his own fans, and there are quite a few of them.
Mo Wennian seemed to have just realized it, and she seemed to know that she had fans.
(No, she won’t forget us, will she?)
(The above person, please remove the doubt, she definitely forgot.)
(Wow wow wow... my defense is broken...)
(No one will be broken down all the time, except her fans.)
(Thanks, I'm hurt again.)
"Then I'll make some later."
Mo Wennian naturally wouldn't reduce the amount of money given to Meng Chen's fans and give it to her fans, after all, it was made for them.
"Okay, then we'll draw the lottery this afternoon?"
Anyway, there is plenty of time in the afternoon and they don’t have anything to do.
"Sure, I'm fine with either. How about a raffle for your fans today and mine tomorrow?"
We can send it by express after we finish the extraction today. It will take a while to finish such a large quantity in the afternoon.
"Can."
Meng Chen had no objection, he could accompany Mo Wennian to pack.
After the lunch break, they sat on the sofa and prepared to draw the lucky winner.
Meng Chen pulled up the page for his fans to participate in the lottery. The string of numbers made Mo Wennian terrified. It turned out that Chen Bao already had so many fans.
"How do I smoke it?"
Meng Chen had never tried it, but he thought it was quite novel.
"How about this, let's scroll down and you take a random screenshot. Whoever you take the screenshot of gets it. Take it once and see if there's any braised meat or vegetables left. If there is, we can do another round. How about that?"
Mo Wennian made a suggestion and Meng Chen nodded.
Mo Wennian scrolled down and Meng Chen took a screenshot. There were IDs of a hundred people in one picture.
"Then do what these people do first, put the screenshots on Starnet, and private message the winning treasures for the location."
Meng Chen demonstrated it and then went to the Star Network.
(Aaaaaah! I missed!)
(Help, I won the lottery, family, go first.)
(Don’t go upstairs yet, how many meters can I get out?!)
(The package is impossible to come out.)
Meng Chen was recording the location, and Mo Wennian had already started preparing the braised food he had made at noon.
Mo Wennian really thought it smelled delicious, and began to process it skillfully. It would be tiring for her to pack for a hundred people alone.
Mo Wennian packed the items frantically. For every item he packed, Mo Xiaoliu would give one to Meng Chen. Meng Chen would fill in the address and then send them together by express delivery.
I was busy until the evening. The braised food I made at noon was enough for more than 200 servings, and there was even some left over.
Mo Wennian planned to keep the last bit for himself, rubbed his sore shoulders, and still had to make dinner.
She still had dinner that was made before. Fortunately, a lot of it was made before, otherwise she would be exhausted every day.
Everyone at home is very tired, and there is still a whole afternoon tomorrow. Just thinking about it makes me feel tired.
"Eat some fruit after dinner and go to bed early."
Mo Wennian touched Meng Chen and pinched his face.
Meng Chen did not struggle to break free. After all, Mo Wennian had been busy helping his fans for the entire afternoon.
After cutting some fruit, he took Meng Chen to the backyard to pet the big cat for a while and took a walk before returning to the bedroom to rest.
The next day was the same as usual. Mo Wen stewed another pot the night before the New Year. He would give another round of lottery to Meng Chen's fans the next day, and the rest would be given to her fans for a lottery.
The two of them have a large fan base, so her little benefit really won’t make much of a splash, but it’s still a small thought after all.
After eating the food made by Mo Wennian, some people posted photos on Starnet.
Including but not limited to: "On how delicious mwn's cooking is", "It's so nice to be with you, I'll still be with you in my next life", "No, don't you eat so well?"
The title is outrageous, but the long passage is full of praise, with the most praise being for Mo Wennian.
On the last day.
A call came into Mo Wennian's brain...
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