Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 362 - 371: Can’t Eat Enough, Can’t Stop Drinking

Eight dishes were served for lunch today.

Spread across the round table, the dazzling array of dishes filled the air with a tantalizing aroma, and the desire to eat was written plainly on the faces of everyone seated around it.

No one had picked up their chopsticks yet, but Mr. Yuan was already holding his. "Well, now. I thought Qiuqiu was just joking when she said her food was delicious, but I never expected it to smell *this* good."

"Ahem, Grandpa Yuan, you haven’t even started eating yet."

"I don’t need to eat. Just from the smell, I already feel my spirits lifting. This is leagues beyond what Spirit Nourishing Liquid can do." Yuan Jian Country said with a serious expression, chopsticks in hand. "An effect like this... No wonder you said eating is a form of treatment, just like drinking Spirit Nourishing Liquid, Ai’er."

"I can’t wait to start my treatment now! Ai’er, let’s dig in!"

"Hold on—" Mrs. Ai’er caught Mr. Yuan’s chopsticks with her own. "You promised me that if you ate this meal, you’d film yourself drinking Spirit Nourishing Liquid for me every day for the next week. Remember?"

"..."

"Did I say something like that?" Yuan Jian Country looked completely shocked. "I don’t remember."

"Ai’er, you must be mistaken—"

Before he could finish, Mrs. Ai’er simply tapped her terminal, and a man’s impassioned declaration echoed across the dining table: *I’m not eating it! Not eating it!*

*I’m absolutely not eating it! Don’t think you can punish me!*

*I’m off to go fishing in the garden.*

"I have the recording of our agreement, too."

Yuan Jian Country was speechless.

"That’s a low blow! How could you just record me like that? I’m so hurt... How could you!"

"So, are you going to honor the bet or not? If you don’t, you can’t eat."

Yuan Jian Country glanced at the dishes on the table, then thought about the Nutrient Liquid. He hesitated for a moment—

Then, his chopsticks shot out toward the braised pork. "Fine, fine! I promise."

’Their banter is pretty amusing,’ Jiang Qiuqiu thought. ’There are so many ways to treat patients. Joking around and chatting with them like this... it makes life feel quite rich.’

While she was lost in thought, Yuan Jian Country had already wolfed down several pieces of meat. He was by far the fastest eater. Seeing Jiang Qiuqiu eating so delicately, he chimed in, "Don’t be shy, young lady. This stuff is delicious, eat up!"

"I’ve gotta ask," he said, picking up a piece of the braised pork. "What kind of meat is this? How is it so delicious?"

"It’s Gugu Beast Meat."

"Gugu Beast!?"

The old familiar terror of military rations washed over him.

It was hard to believe. With a look of utter shock on his face, Yuan Jian Country ate several more pieces of the braised pork.

"Grandpa Yuan, you shouldn’t just eat the meat. You could try something else, like these carrots—"

"No, no, no." The Federation recommended that Spiritual Power Users consume a sufficient amount of vegetables each month—and the higher one’s spiritual power, the greater the required intake. Yuan Jian Country already had to eat a sizable amount of vegetables every month. He was sick of them, and now he was being told to eat more... His mind screamed in protest.

But before the words of refusal were fully out, another thought struck him. ’This was cooked by a Talent Excellent Food Healer, though. Maybe...’

"Alright, I’ll give it a try."

The carrots in the beef brisket hadn’t been stewed for very long, so they weren’t completely soft and mushy. They had absorbed the flavor of the beef and were coated in a thick, rich gravy, yet they still had a hint of their characteristic texture when he bit into them.

The flavor was rich without being overpowering. It was a taste completely different from any vegetable he’d had before, and it made Yuan Jian Country’s eyes light up.

’This is delicious, too!’

And so, his chopsticks darted toward the beef brisket with carrots. They danced back and forth between the braised pork and the beef brisket.

A bite from one, then a bite from the other—he was giving both dishes perfectly equal attention.

Genetic Hybrids and Spiritual Power Users both had large appetites. Almost an hour later, the eight plates on the table were nearly empty. All three of them were cupping their bowls, sipping lamb soup.

The slightly spicy lamb soup was Jian Country’s absolute favorite. Slurping down two bowls wasn’t enough, so he went to the kitchen to get the large soup tureen himself.

But while he had gone alone, he returned with a little tail tagging along behind him.

A smiling, fresh-faced teenager with dyed, grayish-white hair and a light blue down jacket followed him inside.

He first gave Mrs. Ai’er a familiar greeting, then suddenly noticed there was someone else there. He started to speak, "Good afternoon, miss. Which family are you—"

Jiang Qiuqiu looked up, their eyes meeting. Just as she was about to return the greeting, she saw the young man freeze on the spot.

He was stunned for three seconds, then his expression exploded with wild joy.

"Ju-Juju!?"