Chapter 317 Lottery [Update 1]
After Tu Rongrong made a few pots of pumpkin pancakes, she handed the rest to her apprentice. She watched her apprentice fry the pumpkin pancakes and reminded her from time to time when to turn them over and what heat to use.
The audience in the live broadcast room were quite satisfied with their pumpkin pancakes, but since pumpkin pancakes are fried in oil and made of glutinous rice, eating too much will make you feel full and greasy, so the audience felt a little sick of it as they ate.
Chen Jinye, Hua Yaoyao and the others ate two or three each and stopped eating. Even little Tu Yuanyuan couldn't finish more than one. The rest were eaten by Chen Jinye.
Chen Jinye broke a whole pumpkin pie in half and gave half to Tu Yuanyuan to eat. If she wanted more after she finished it, he would give it to her. If she didn't want to eat it after she finished it, Chen Jinye would eat the remaining half.
Tu Rongrong watched her apprentices making pumpkin pie, then said to the audience in the live broadcast room, "Now we can have a lottery. Each person will receive three pumpkin pie. The lottery will end when all the pumpkin pie are given away."
[Another lucky draw? ! ! !]
【Ahhhh goddess ball, you picked me. 】
[Goddess, pumpkin pie is super delicious, please give it to me.]
【Please, goddess, pick me! 】
[The pumpkin pie is so delicious, I can eat it all the time.]
[Woo woo woo, goddess, I love you, goddess, please black box me! ]
[Goddess, Qiuqiu, you cheated me so that I can honor my grandma with pumpkin pie.]
[Goddess, I'm telling you the truth, my grandma also likes your live broadcast. Can you black box me so that I can give the pumpkin pie to my grandma? ]
Tu Rongrong smiled as she wrapped three pumpkin pie in oil paper, tied up the oil paper with a straw rope, and directly opened her light computer to set up the lottery.
"It is impossible to be a black box. Based on the principle of fairness and justice, our lottery system is supervised by the main system, so whether you can win the prize depends on your luck." Tu Rongrong said with a smile.
"Okay, now we start the lottery. Fans with a fan value of more than 1,000 have a chance to win." Tu Rongrong began to set the lottery rules neatly.
[A fan value of over 1000? What? Do you look down on those with fan values below 1000?]
[What kind of lottery is this? It's just a scam!]
[1000 credits is enough for me to buy several servings of frozen buns.]
[1,000 fans worth? This streamer will do anything for money.]
[Hatari, shut up! Our goddess is giving away free delicious treats through a raffle to thank her fans. Anyone with a fan value of less than 1,000 has no right to claim to be a fan of our goddess.]
"You can't even come up with 1,000 credits, and you still have the nerve to say you like my goddess? You say you're a fan of my goddess?"
"I admit that I'm greedy for money," Tu Rongrong said with a laugh. "Who doesn't like money? Don't you like money? What a noble character, a great virtue."
"And just like everyone said, I'm giving away free food in a raffle to show my appreciation for my fans. 1,000 fan points is already pretty low, okay?" Tu Rongrong sneered as she spoke. "1,000 credits can certainly buy several servings of frozen buns, but even the tips in my livestream aren't enough. With so many, I have to take care of those fans who tip me a lot, right?"
"1,000 fans are worth a lot, really." Tu Rongrong said and then clicked the lottery button. She didn't care what the haters said about her being materialistic or doing it for money. She just insisted on doing it.
(End of this chapter)
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