Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 227: Oh, These Fans

"It’s time to take it off the heat."

The lid came off, and a billow of white steam nearly obscured the entire camera. Jiang Qiuqiu ladled up a spoonful of the soup. As the steam dissipated, the viewers could see the milky-white broth pouring back into the pot, creating faint ripples.

Before serving, Jiang Qiuqiu sprinkled in a handful of chopped scallions. The sharp aroma of the scallions bloomed, adding a touch of color. With a scoop of a large ladle, she served the soup, along with tofu and a bit of fish, into a small porcelain bowl.

The fish soup was still steaming as the robot butler came over and uploaded the portions for the live stream audience.

By now, everyone had an unspoken understanding. There was no need to wait for a specific time to snatch one up. As soon as they saw the portions were available, they just started tapping away. As long as there were enough slots, Lady Luck was bound to smile upon them.

Fortunately, today was a day blessed by Lady Luck. After confirming that the number of available portions exceeded the current number of viewers, Jiang Qiuqiu ladled out a bowl of soup for herself.

It was quiet all around as everyone savored the delicious meal. This bowl of fish soup looked simple, but its flavors were rich and complex. The moment it entered the mouth, a savory *umami* flavor filled the senses. But as the soup was swallowed, the sharp heat of the small hot peppers fully blossomed. The warm broth slid down the throat, instantly soothing a soul chilled by the winter wind.

And that’s not even mentioning the tofu. After being cooked, its texture transformed from sandy and soft to fragrant, smooth, and delectable. With each bite, more of the savory broth would burst out.

The bowl she had served herself had some flaky fish meat at the bottom that had broken apart while cooking. A bite of tofu mixed with these little bits of fish created a unique flavor when chewed. After finishing the bowl, Jiang Qiuqiu let out a sigh of satisfaction.

The bullet comments hadn’t appeared for a long time. Jiang Qiuqiu put down her bowl and chopsticks and said with a smile, "It seems like everyone is enjoying the soup too. No one has said anything in a while."

[It’s so good! I can’t quite describe the feeling. I’m on Polar Planet right now, guarding the galaxy... The cold wind is howling, so being able to have a bowl of hot soup, even a virtual one, is just too wonderful.]

[Polar Planet? Is the commenter above with the Expeditionary Army?]

[That’s what everyone calls us, although we have our own legion number.]

[!!!! The Expeditionary Army can watch live streams too?]

[Of course. We’re guarding the frontier, not serving a prison sentence. Let me tell you a secret, a lot of us here watch Juju’s streams~]

[Our Juju’s reach is so wide...]

[Just think, this is probably the closest I’ll ever get to the Expeditionary Army! We actually ate the same food!]

"Well then, thank you all for your support~"

"That’s all for today’s stream. I’ll see you all next time~"

Her spiritual power had been improving recently, so Jiang Qiuqiu didn’t feel too tired after ending the stream. She decided to browse her fan circle for a bit.

In just under half a year, it had grown tremendously. It had gone from just a handful of people to a place where a simple refresh would bring up a bunch of popular posts.

Jiang Qiuqiu noticed how up-to-date it was. They had only just finished the fish head tofu soup, and a discussion thread about its taste had already been created.

[This Fish Head Tofu Soup is missing something.]

A title like that was practically begging for a flame war. A large group of curious people, including Jiang Qiuqiu, clicked on it.

The first thing they saw upon entering was the original poster’s huge accompanying image.

— ’Sigh, I don’t get it. Why is there such a huge piece of fish in my fish head tofu soup? It’s totally different from the fish other people have been posting. Why so much meat? Mmm, this bowl of tofu soup is just missing that feeling of poverty. So I guess this just proves I’m one of the chosen ones.’

Image attached: A large bowl of tofu soup in a ceramic bowl. A man’s chopsticks were gently lifting a huge chunk of meat hidden between the tofu and bones.

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