The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 231 - 232 Provoking Hatred
Chapter 231: Chapter 232: Provoking Hatred
Chapter 231 -232: Provoking Hatred
Chuan Weibao’s words calmed Mr. Chuan down, and he hurriedly switched to a fatherly smile, gently saying to Chuan Weibao, “Okay, we’ll do as you say.”
Chuan Weishuang, where others couldn’t see, pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. He really wanted to see what was so special about Little River Live.
The family got together, waiting for the live broadcast at 7 o’clock in the evening.
At this time, Fu Yunhe, after resisting all sorts of temptations and mentally slaughtering heaps of Insect Race, finally finished roasting a suckling pig.
Golden brown and crispy, glistening with oil, the roasted suckling pig emitted an enticing aroma.
Fu Yunhe stared at the roasted suckling pig for a long time, then glanced at the clock. It was almost 7 p.m.
Nian Shutong had said, “It’s better to be happy together than alone.”
He walked towards the small kitchen, casually preparing the live streaming equipment.
Nian Shutong, who had been wandering around, came over and asked in a friendly tone, “Xiao He, what are you live streaming?”
“Oh, right, make it quick with the live stream, we’re about to start eating.”
Fu Yunhe nodded seriously, “Don’t worry, it will be very fast.”
“I want to ask you, as long as we don’t reveal our coordinates, we’ll be fine, right?”
Nian Shutong looked at Fu Yunhe, who was clearly up to no good, and answered with interest, “That’s the case, what are you going to do?”
Fu Yunhe gave a meaningful smile.
“You’ll find out soon.”
At 7 p.m., the live broadcast began.
“Hello everyone, I’m Xiao He.”
“Today, our Boss is hosting a banquet, so please take a look at our feast today. The live broadcast will be shorter because I need to hurry over to eat.”
No sooner had Fu Yunhe finished speaking than he received a thumbs-up gesture from Nian Shutong.
Awesome!
Impressive!
This won’t starve people to death, it’s merciless!
Nian Shutong felt that she was still too kind-hearted. She just wanted Fu Yunhe to crave the roasted suckling pig, but this guy wanted to make billions of netizens drool.
Hmm, quite a strong sense of revenge.
She liked it.
And just as Nian Shutong thought, Fu Yunhe indeed wanted to make the netizens drool, although he would give them some perks.
He made some adjustments to the camera, with mosaic-like effects in the empty spaces other than the part showing the food.
And when he moved, he tried not to capture any people or other scenes.
At this moment, the comment section was extremely lively.
[What’s going on? No more cooking? Just showing us the food?]
[I feel like Mr. Xiao He’s voice has a bit of a cheeky vibe.]
[I have a feeling that today’s dish will make me waste a tael or two of saliva.]
[It’s okay if you’re not cooking, I’m quite curious about what Mr. Xiao He’s place looks like.]
Fu Yunhe had the live streaming device ready and said to the netizens, “We’ll start the tour now.”
The camera moved, mostly capturing the ground, with viewers occasionally seeing a few feet moving in the frame, the rest was not visible.
[Can’t you at least let us see something?]
[Exactly, I was hoping to see your Boss!]
[The mysterious Boss.]
“Don’t worry, you’ll see the first dish soon.”
The live broadcast’s camera began to rise, showing an earthen stove with wood burning in it, an old-fashioned appliance.
It continued upwards to a large iron pot covered with a wooden lid, also looking quite ancient.
A nice-looking and familiar hand lifted the wooden lid, and a burst of steam hit the virtual sensors, providing many netizens with a steaming facial treatment.
[Mommy! All this steam on my face.]
[I do feel quite moisturized.]
[Am I the only one interested in the smell?]
[No, you’re definitely not alone.]
In the frame at this time, chunks of meat turned a deep red, the size of thumbs, with layers of fat that were translucent and quivering, and layers of lean meat that were deep red and plump.
A pot of meat, surrounded by a dark soup bubbling continuously.
“Mommy, what is this?”
“This flavor is just too addictive.”
“Please transport me into that pot.”
“I’m willing to be a piece of that meat.”
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“You can’t play with us like this, I want to eat.”
The comment section was already drooling from hunger after the first batch of viewers, but Fu Yunhe wasn’t too stingy, scooping out two spoonfuls.
“Two spoonfuls today, divided into many servings, to give everyone a virtual taste.”
“Oh right, this is called ‘braised pork’.”
Fu Yunhe, a typical tease and run, quickly set up the virtual tasting, then poured the meat back into the pot.
He did it in front of hundreds of millions of netizens, poured it back.
“Sorry, today’s dish is not for sale, because Boss is hosting a banquet, afraid there won’t be enough to eat.”
“After all, the taste speaks for itself.”
With a few infuriating words from Yun He, the comment section, those who got to taste and those who didn’t, all became enraged.
“For the first time, I realize that Mr. Xiao He’s ability to piss people off is second to none.”
“You’re doing this on purpose! Definitely on purpose!”
“He’s just here to make us drool!”
“Although I agree with the comment above, I still want to know what the next dish is?”
“Braised pork!!!”
Unfortunately, Fu Yunhe said nothing, casually moving on, ready to show them the next dish.
Meanwhile, the Chuan family watching Little River Live, couldn’t take their eyes off the braised pork since it appeared.
Chuan Weibao was even worse off, as she felt her stomach inciting her, demanding food! Demanding food!
She couldn’t help but start drooling, a hunger she hadn’t felt in a long time made her a bit dizzy.
Chuan Weishuang was actually a bit tempted too, but stubbornly said, “Starting off with a heavy hitter, how many years does it take to develop a dish like this? Let’s see what else he livestreams?”
Mr. Chuan glanced at Second, then exchanged looks with Mrs. Chuan.
Mr. Chuan: I’m afraid this account is done for!
Mrs. Chuan: No worries, we still have several others.
Mr. Chuan: Should we try to salvage it?
Mrs. Chuan: Whatever.
“He never dares to show his face, must be because he’s ugly.”
“Second brother! Don’t speak!” Chuan Weibao said, immediately silencing Chuan Weishuang, who, when no one was around, swallowed his saliva.
He was definitely too hungry!
After watching the livestream, he was going to the Chi Family’s restaurant to have a big meal.
Back in the livestream, Fu Yunhe had moved on to the next dish, still using the wood stove and big pot.
“Why use such a big pot?”
“So backward.”
“Aren’t fuel canisters better?”
“This big pot, when used with firewood, makes food especially fragrant in a way that regular fuel can’t achieve.”
“Of course, for regular stir-frying, fuel flames are fine, but for large-scale stewing like this, the pot makes it tastier.”
“This pot is full of steamed rice, let everyone smell this aroma, isn’t it very different?”
Fu Yunhe once again lifted the lid, and the fragrance of rice filled the air.
“I can’t take it anymore! I can’t resist.”
“Hand me my forty-meter greatsword, I’m going to charge in.”
“As a Star Network technician, I can’t believe I failed to break through the coordinates of the livestream.”
“Damn it! If you can’t break in, stop talking. I want to know the coordinates now, I’ll take my Flying Device there right away!”
Seeing such messages, Fu Yunhe wore a confident smile unseen by netizens, teasing them. If you cracked it, Nian Shutong would dismember me!
You’re just hungry for food, he’s hungry for survival.
The nature is different.
“Let’s take a look at the next dish!”
A somewhat show-off voice rang out, making the netizens’ teeth itch, yearning to eat someone.
