Chapter 342 - 341: Surging Undercurrents
Chapter 342 - 341: Surging Undercurrents
As the viewer count in Jiang Qiuqiu’s stream climbed, Wang Henli’s numbers began to drop.
Losing viewers was definitely not a good thing. Wang Henli acted decisively, lifting the lid on the seafood chowder he had been simmering for ages. The savory aroma, which had been contained for an hour, suddenly burst forth, its power to instantly entice the senses undeniable.
But this burst of fragrance wasn’t his ultimate trump card. After uncovering the seafood, Wang Henli quickly summoned two assistant robots and frantically began to portion out the dishes, arrange them on the serving platform, and upload them.
In less than three minutes, he had served his dishes.
Wang Henli admitted that in a head-to-head competition, he couldn’t beat Jiang Qiuqiu, but...
...he could seize the initiative.
Food competitions were never about the aroma or the presentation of the food. They were about the tasters’ palates. Whoever’s food captured the viewers’ palates would win their hearts.
But the palate wasn’t like other senses. If you ate one thing and then immediately ate another, your sense of taste would be compromised.
He had prepared three dishes: rich and spicy skewers, a meat stew, and the seafood. After eating something so spicy, people would surely want a mouthful of the stew to soothe their mouths. With the seafood added in, he had all three flavors covered. After tasting these three items, a person’s palate wouldn’t be very receptive for a while.
’And then if they go and eat that barbecue from next door...’
A smile crept into Wang Henli’s eyes.
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When one side uploaded their dishes, fans on both streams received a notification. People on Jiang Qiuqiu’s side started to disappear one by one, heading over to the other stream to claim their food.
Jiang Qiuqiu saw what was happening and figured it was about time for her as well. She did a quick count of her skewers and decided to serve her food as soon as the chicken mid-wings on the grill were done.
The chicken wings took time to grill, so by the time she served her food, she was already ten minutes behind Wang Henli.
By then, some people were already in the middle of eating, so the rush to claim a spot didn’t look nearly as intense as it had on Wang Henli’s stream initially.
Furthermore, after the rush was over, her bullet-comment section was eerily quiet. Very few people were typing, unlike the stream next door, which was a sea of people, all singing praises.
But Jiang Qiuqiu wasn’t flustered in the slightest. On the contrary, after checking the data, she casually picked up a plate of skewers, grabbed two bottles of the low-alcohol ice wine she had previously brewed, and went to her living room to start munching.
When Wang Henli saw this, he assumed she realized she was at a disadvantage and was trying to use her looks to win back some points. He quickly came up with a counter-strategy.
He also ladled out a few bowls of soup and brought half a pot of skewers to his living room. He had Wang Tuantuan sit at the table, and the two of them began to eat dinner together.
As they ate, he asked, "Tuantuan, do you like tonight’s dinner?"
Most of the time, the camera was aimed at Wang Tuantuan. That’s right—Wang Henli was just that insecure about his own looks.
The little girl ate a few skewers, and her fair, chubby cheeks quickly flushed red. Her lips swelled slightly as well. Every other time this happened, Wang Henli would tell Wang Tuantuan to stop eating. He would then smile with the air of a doting father and say, "You can’t handle spicy food at all, yet you love it so much. Do you want to be a little chili fiend at such a young age?"
At that point, the bullet-comment section would be flooded with happy donations from infatuated fans, all saying how cute the little girl was.
But today, Wang Henli was perhaps desperate. He watched the little girl eat until tears streamed down her face from the spiciness, yet he kept asking, "Do you like it? Which one do you like? Which is your favorite? Daddy will get it for you."
The spiciness was agonizing, but Wang Tuantuan still picked out a few more of the spiciest skewers.
’After today’s competition is over, Dad is going to be gone. I don’t want anyone to like this man.’
’This hideous man.’
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