Chapter 187 All menus are decided by him
The next day, which might be the first day of the counterattack, Mingmei, as Jiang Qiuqiu's editor, sent a newsletter to greet her.
"Don't be nervous either—"
"I'm not nervous."
"Well, although he's a big streamer, his fan base is quite complex, and he's not exactly a food blogger. Even though your fan base can't surpass his—"
But the fan loyalty is beyond imagination.
"Don't worry, Sister Mingmei, these are just small things. We are just competing in cooking skills, not in physical combat. You have to have confidence in me."
"Okay, I have confidence in you." Mingmei sighed, "I'm still not calm. You're just like Mr. Qian, both are very calm."
"Haha, I have confidence in my cooking skills, and Mr. Qian has confidence in his mouth. Sister Mingmei, just calm down, we won't lose."
Her confidence infected Mingmei, but—
"Did anything happen yesterday? You seemed a little happy."
"Nothing happened, just a small phased goal was achieved."
"What small goal?"
"Um... keep it a secret!"
I can’t quite tell whether it was the achievement of the goal or the happiness brought by just a few words, so I won’t say anything.
Seeing that Jiang Qiuqiu didn't want to talk, Mingmei stopped asking and instead asked about tonight's menu, "What are you planning tonight?"
"My menu has already been selected by our top anchor."
"You want to make pumpkin?"
"That's right."
Not only the menu for this time, but also for next time and the next time, Wang Henry has already selected it for her.
After all, only when the same thing is placed in front of people can they tell the difference as quickly as possible, right?
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That night.
The live broadcast started on time.
Jiang Qiuqiu adjusted the camera robot and greeted everyone with a smile: "Welcome to my food live broadcast room. I'm Jiang Jiujiu. Today we're going to make a sweet dish."
[Sweet! Is it sweet again?! A cupcake?!]
"It's not a cake, it's a pumpkin pie."
The camera robot captured the shot following Jiang Qiuqiu's gestures and took a close-up of the big pumpkin on the table.
[…This thing? Sweet?]
[I ate it once in a restaurant. It was indeed slightly sweet, but the cake was made——]
To be honest, no one has ever eaten the cake made with this stuff, so there are a lot of people talking about it.
Jiang Qiuqiu smiled, took out a kitchen knife, and quickly peeled off the pumpkin skin. Soon, the orange-yellow inside of the pumpkin was revealed.
After processing several pumpkins, the air was filled with a faint aroma of fruits and vegetables.
Jiang Qiuqiu picked up the kitchen knife and said, "Later we're going to steam the pumpkin into puree. Since the steamer in my kitchen is quite large, we don't need to cut it into very small pieces."
"If any fans are making this dish at home, they can cut the pumpkin into smaller pieces so it is easier to cook."
[Jiujiu is really overthinking it. Who would do this at home?]
[The above sentence is wrong. Who doesn't want to do it at home? It should be changed to who can do it at home. ]
[The above person is wrong again. Who can't cook a dish at home? It should be changed to "Who can make this taste at home?"]
【……】
"It seems that no one is very confident in their cooking skills." Jiang Qiuqiu put the pumpkin into the steamer while speaking.
How can you be confident in something you never had?
[+1]
[+2]
【+10000001】
This statement was quickly echoed by everyone. During the conversation, Jiang Qiuqiu had already turned on the fire. Soon, the slightly hard pumpkin would turn into sweet and soft pumpkin puree.
(End of this chapter)
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