novelraw Chapter 138: Autumn and Winter, Time for Dumplings
Chapter 138: Autumn and Winter, Time for Dumplings
It was already afternoon by the time she hung up the call.
Today was a stream day, and she had a livestream scheduled for eight in the evening. Jiang Qiuqiu lay back in her chair, wondering what she should make.
The thermostat-controlled storage box was filled with a wide variety of ingredients, offering countless culinary possibilities.
Shredded turnip pancakes?
Mashed potatoes in various flavors?
Sometimes, having too many choices was a burden. Jiang Qiuqiu stared at the ingredients, a little troubled.
Suddenly, the unlatched window gave a RUSTLE, and a cool autumn breeze brushed against her face.
’So it’s already autumn.’
Jiang Qiuqiu thought, ’I’m suddenly craving the dumplings my grandmother used to make when I was a kid.’
That settles it, I’ll make dumplings today!
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「7:55 PM」
Jiang Qiuqiu started her livestream five minutes early.
On her last stream day, she had held a Gugu Beast special. Everyone was curious if she would do another one, so they had gathered in her stream room early, waiting in anticipation.
The viewers who had already arrived were delighted to see that today’s stream had started ahead of schedule.
#Aaaah! I made it to the front row! A fresh front-row seat!#
#Since I’m here so early today, maybe my luck in the stream will be better, sob sob sob.#
#Whoa, what’s on the menu today? Is it because you started early? Why didn’t Juju say her catchphrase? This feels weird.#
Jiang Qiuqiu finally snapped out of it. "Right, I completely forgot to say it. Welcome, everyone, to my food livestream! I’m Jiang Jiujiu, and today’s menu is: Dumplings."
As everyone knew, livestreams didn’t have subtitles.
Listening to Jiang Qiuqiu’s clear and articulate voice, their minds immediately flashed with—
#Feet?#
#Like the Gugu Beast hooves you made last time? Whose feet are we eating now?#
#If I hadn’t eaten those Gugu Beast hooves, I’d assume this was some kind of horrifying dish! But now I’m actually excited! Whose feet are they?!#
The audience discussed it with such seriousness and elaborate detail that Jiang Qiuqiu had to stifle a laugh as she watched the comments scroll by.
Finally, eight o’clock arrived. She cleared her throat and aimed the camera drone at a pile of ingredients on her table. "Nope, today’s dumplings aren’t anyone’s feet. They’re a delicious type of filled pasta."
"It’s a food made by kneading flour into small wrappers, filling them with all sorts of ingredients, and then steaming, boiling, or pan-frying them."
"It’s autumn, after all. A bowl of steaming hot dumplings with a bit of broth is one of life’s greatest pleasures."
#So it’s not feetsies.#
#A pasta dish! I love pasta! Can’t wait!#
#Hurry up and start, I can’t wait any longer! I’m starving, I’m going to wait until I can smell Juju’s cooking before I eat!#
#Is the poster above me my soulmate? Waiting to mix it with your Nutrient Liquid?#
#How did you know...#
As the viewers chatted away in the comments, Jiang Qiuqiu happily began making her dumplings.
"If you’ve seen my streams before, you’ll be very familiar with the first step I’m about to take—"
"That’s right. Kneading the dough!"
She took out a bowl, poured in some flour, then added a suitable amount of warm water and salt. Using a small scraper, she quickly began mixing inside the bowl.
"When making the dough, you first want to cut and mix it until it becomes shaggy. Once it’s about this consistency, we can use our hands." Jiang Qiuqiu held out her slender, elegant hands. "Remember, your hands must be smooth and dry for this part."
And then, it was time for the Magic.
The shaggy bits of dough, once scattered around the bowl, began to cling together under Jiang Qiuqiu’s hands. The formless mass gradually transformed in her palms, becoming a small, smooth ball of dough.
Even though many fans had seen this numerous times, they still found it magical to watch.
’How can she make even kneading dough look so graceful?’
Of course, other fans weren’t concerned with that. They were very concerned about—
#???#
#Why is the bowl so small today? How many dumplings are you even making...? Why is the ball of dough so tiny? Is this a miniature version? One dumpling per person? Nooooo!#
That comment really struck a chord with everyone. It was true. In the past, hadn’t she always used a massive bowl? Why was she using such a tiny one this time?
And so, a frenzy of comments began to flood the screen!
#Did you run out of money for a bigger bowl? I can sponsor a huge, massive, GIGANTIC bowl!#
#Did you run out of flour?! I can sponsor a massive, huge, GIGANTIC bag of flour!#
#Is kneading the dough too hard for you? I’m poor, but I can sponsor myself! No wages needed, just feed me!#