Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 363 - 372: Meeting a Little Fan

At first glance, he had only subconsciously called out his goddess’s name.

But after that subconscious reaction, another glance confirmed it for Yuan Bai!

He’d seen this face countless times, thousands, even. There was no way he could be mistaken.

He was actually seeing Juju in the flesh!

The young man was clearly the energetic and lively type. After making eye contact with Jiang Qiuqiu, he zipped away from Mr. Yuan’s side over to Jiang Qiuqiu and started excitedly explaining, "Grandpa, this is the person I was telling you about! The one whose cooking is super, super delicious!"

"The best in the entire Federation—"

"The culinary magician."

"The one who makes everything taste super delicious!"

"The master of Braised Gugu Meat, the master of Bibi Beast Meat—"

Before Jiang Qiuqiu could even react, he was circling her, showering her with a storm of compliments, his tone utterly sincere.

Jiang Qiuqiu was speechless.

Even for someone as confident as her, it was a bit much.

Finally, it was Mr. Yuan who stopped him. "I’m about to serve the soup. If you want some, sit down and stop talking." The young lady was clearly getting embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I get it." After replying to Mr. Yuan, Yuan Bai tentatively sat down next to Jiang Qiuqiu, then asked softly, "Excuse me, may I sit here?"

"Of course." As soon as Jiang Qiuqiu gave him permission, he shifted his rear and planted himself firmly on the stool.

There was less than four bowls’ worth of lamb soup left in the large pot. It was just one ladleful per person, not even enough to cover the bottom of their bowls.

Mr. Yuan glanced at his less-than-full bowl, a little displeased, and grumbled to his grandson, "You weren’t even back for dinner. You could have just stayed out and had some Nutrient Liquid or eaten at a revolving restaurant. Why’d you even come back?" ’Just to steal a bowl of my soup.’

But at that moment, Yuan Bai was in no state of mind to reply to him.

This was the first time he had eaten Juju’s cooking in real life. Unlike the food he’d managed to snag during her streams, the food in real life had a much richer, home-cooked feel.

As the hot soup went down, he felt his whole body warm up. Taking big mouthfuls of meat and gulping down the soup, a wave of gentle warmth washed over him, accompanied by an incomparable feeling of fullness.

His Adam’s apple bobbed. The flavor of the lamb soup exploded between his lips and teeth. For a moment, besides the two words "pure bliss," Yuan Bai couldn’t even utter a third—

Wait, why did his bowl suddenly feel so much lighter? He opened his eyes and saw that the soup in his bowl was already gone.

...

’How tragic!’

The lamb soup was all gone. Mr. Yuan was full, and at that moment, Mrs. Ai’er whisked him off to the diagnostic room to observe his Spirit Sea.

To keep Jiang Qiuqiu from getting bored, Mr. Yuan instructed his grandson, Yuan Bai, to show her around.

This immediately got Yuan Bai fired up.

"Juju, hi! Can I, uh, introduce myself to you?" he asked, looking at Jiang Qiuqiu with puppy-dog eyes.

Jiang Qiuqiu looked at his expression, feeling a bit helpless. "Of course, you can." ’It’s not like I’m some kind of tyrant.’

"Hi, my name is Yuan Bai. I started following you back when you were still making little cakes. I’m a huge fan..."

Before they met, it felt like he had a thousand things he wanted to say to his idol. But now that the moment was here, Yuan Bai only managed to add, "...I’m really happy to meet you."

"I’m Jiang Qiuqiu. It’s nice to meet you, too."

"Qiuqiu? Not Juju... Is that your real name? The ’Qiu’ from ’autumn’?" His eyes were full of questions.

Jiang Qiuqiu nodded.

The moment she did, Yuan Bai broke into an uncontrollable, goofy grin.