Real Missy Relies on Food to Counterattack Chapter 33
Translated by Serena Love
Edited by Azure
Chapter 33: Food Broadcast
Humans were sometimes very contradictory creatures. The more they couldn’t eat high-calorie foods in the middle of the night, the more they want it. After Tang Qiaoqiao finished making scallion chicken and stuffed lotus roots, she wanted to add a dessert—candied sweet potatoes.
She washed the two sweet potatoes and cut them into pieces. She put them in the hot oil leftover from the lotus root and fried it over medium-to-low heat until the surface of the sweet potatoes iwa golden brown. She removed it from the oil when chopsticks could pierce through the sweet potatoes.
The most important thing about candied sweet potatoes was controlling the heat while making caramel. The sugar couldn’t be taken out from the heat too early, but it would be bitter and sticky if it's taken out too late.
Tang Qiaoqiao grabbed a new frying pan, poured the sugar, heated it with low heat, and simmered slowly. She stirred gently to prevent the bottom from sticking to the pan. When the sugar became light brown and had dense small bubbles, the caramel was ready.
Then she poured the sweet potatoes into the pan so that each piece of sweet potato was evenly covered with caramel.
Tang Qiaoqiao moved the mobile phone and the live broadcast to the living room. Before, she would basically turn off the camera after cooking. Today, she would not only cook dishes but also would do the recently popular food broadcast.
Tender chicken with scallion oil, salt and pepper stuffed lotus root, sweet potatoes croquembouche, and a bowl of beef balls noodle soup, were neatly placed on the table.
Tang Qiaoqiao adjusted the angle to ensure that she and the four dishes could enter the screen.
【Qiao Bao is going to start a mukbang at night? The heat is going to explode】
【Why is Qiaoqiao so energetic? Aren't you sleepy?】
【Sleep sleep. All I've got are just instant noodles. Or should I order food later?】
Tang Qiaoqiao is now seated and said with a sweet smile, "Many of you are already lying in bed. But I can not sleep, so I would rather have a live broadcast and chat with you."
"Okay, let's eat."
Tang Qiaoqiao's first bite was the candied sweet potatoes. This dish should be eaten while it's hot. The lumpy sweet potatoes were piled into a hill, wrapped in a crystal clear caramel coating. The sweet potatoes inside the caramel were glowing with golden color.
"I will pull a sweet potato for you to see."
She picked up a piece of sweet potato and lightly pulled it apart. The caramel created a thin strand of silk that could be pulled for half a meter long. The thinnest part was like a strand of hair, but it was still unbroken.
She put the sweet potatoes in her mouth.
"Crunch..."
The microphone clearly captured the crunchy sound of the sugar-coating and passed the sound into everyone's ears in the live broadcast room.
"The skin is crispy, and the sweet potato is soft and very sweet," Tang Qiaoqiao commented as she ate, "Just out of the fryer, so it's still a bit hot inside."
【Remove it. I can't stand it anymore】
【It's so crispy. Those sweet potatoes look so delicious as soon as it is taken out from the pot】
【My god, it makes people sleepless】
【This could be ASMR. Qiaoqiao's voice is so good】
"Next, let's try the chicken with scallion." The chicken with scallion is very tender after steamed. The cooking method fully retained the original flavor of the chicken. The hot scallion oil was poured back and forth on the chicken skin repeatedly, which added a special scallion fragrance to the chicken. It was fresh and mellow and had an endless aftertaste.
Tang Qiaoqiao herself occasionally watched the food broadcast on the platform and remembered an action that other bloggers often did.
"I'll show you a one-second bone removal."
She picked up a chicken wing and stretched it into her mouth. When she pulled it out, there were two clean chicken bones.
【There is a feeling of mukbang, hahaha】
【Double-click to like 666 times】
The batter on the outer layer of the lotus root had been fried until they were very crispy, but the inside was very soft and waxy. The lotus root slices were crisp and refreshing. The fleshy meat in the inner layer melted in the mouth. This texture was what made the stuffed lotus root so unforgettable.
The special salt and pepper powder also added a spicy taste and opened up the appetite.
【Why do I think that Qiao Bao's portion seems to be less than when it was out of the pan? The lotus roots are also a lot less】
【Are you stupid? She can't finish eating them all】
【Qiao Bao is not a glutton. She is still a bit burdened by the responsibility of idols. How can she finish it all】
...
This was really a beautiful misunderstanding.
How could Tang Qiaoqiao not finish eating? It was just because she gave a portion to the man sitting across from her.
Tang Qiaoqiao and Shen Yue were sitting on opposite ends of the dining table.
The stand and the mobile phone were in front of the woman, and she was performing live eating and broadcasting while the man was quietly tasting the food. From time to time, he changed his focus to the person opposite him.
He saw Tang Qiaoqiao making supper in the middle of the night. It was full of meat, chicken, fried and drowned in sugar. Almost everything was against his views on nutrition and diet. But when the fragrance continued to spread out of the kitchen, his stomach surrendered immediately.
What kind of health do you want to maintain? Only when you are full, can you have the strength to maintain your health.
So he just watched Tang Qiaoqiao raise her hands to draw caramel silk for a while, wishing to stretch it to the ceiling. Then she performed the one-second bone removal and then showed the netizens the squirting beef meatballs like in the movie "The God of Cookery."
Tang Qiaoqiao working hard suddenly gave him an illusion as if she was a housewife struggling to make a living for the family's livelihood and to take care of her husband in a wheelchair. In contrast, he was a man who could only eat at home and idle all day long.
'Fuck!'
Shen Yue was stunned by his own brain. No, he really had to call Li Ji and get him to report on his work tomorrow.
【Qiao Bao seems to be very happy today】
Tang Qiaoqiao saw this question from fans and said with joy: "Yes, I shot an advertisement today. I can't say anything without an official announcement. You will see it in a while. It's my first commercial."
As soon as Tang Qiaoqiao announced the news, the fan base immediately exploded. Every achievement of an idol could make fans excited.
【Fuck, Qiao Bao quietly doing big things】
【We finally have a place to spend money on Qiao Bao. My wallet has long been hungry and thirsty】
Many fans were happy to give Tang Qiaoqiao rewards on the live broadcast. Various colorful gifts are instantly filling the screen.
At this time, a person named "I am the Little Whip in Qiao Bao's hands" rewarded 999 "red roses." His name and the delicate roses instantly covered the entire screen, which was extremely magnificent.
【Homage to local tyrants】
【A rose is 5 yuan. In total, 999 roses will cost at least five thousand】
【So rich! ! 】
Because the previous fans always offered some small gifts, Tang Qiaoqiao was too lazy to care, so he accepted it happily.
But seeing this full screen of roses, Tang Qiaoqiao was also dumbfounded. After thinking about it, she said, "Thank you, little whip friend, but I hope my fans will chase stars sensibly. Don't spend money indiscriminately. I am very happy if you come to watch my live broadcast."
"I am the little whip in Qiao Bao's hands" affectionately said, "You deserve this!"
Shen Yue was also watching Tang Qiaoqiao's broadcast on his phone at this time. He was eating and watching, and his face suddenly became unpleasant.
This "little whip" bought this huge pile of roses, and it hung on the screen and could not be pulled down. It greatly affected everyone's viewing experience. It really was in bad taste.
Shen Yue clicked into his personal page. He was also a man. He was very uncomfortable when someone said "you deserve this" to his wife.
It was the first time that he had logged in to the live broadcast account, and he looked at the rules of gift-giving. It turns out that after a gift of such a large weight, there would be a certain time limit before it would go away. Shen Yue could either wait for the time limit to pass or drop a bigger gift to suppress the other party.
'This is easy.'
Shen Yue moved his fingers and smashed down ten big shiny planes in the live broadcast room, crushing the roses without a trace.
【Big Moon in the Winter sent you ten luxury private jets!】
Tang Qiaoqiao was dumbfounded.
【Damn, another big guy again】
【This is a real tyrant. The luxury plane is 50,000 yuan per shot】
【This is a competition between big guys. I can only look up while laying down like a salted fish】
【To be honest, I still prefer private jets compare to roses hahaha】
After giving the presents, Shen Yue saw the rainbow farts in the message area again and finally felt relieved.
He looked up at the woman opposite him with a smug look but saw her look solemn.
Then he heard her soft voice say with a little seriousness, "Thank you for your gifts, but in the future, don't give such expensive things, let alone compete with each other."
"Let's end the live broadcast here today. Everyone should go to bed early. Good night." Tang Qiaoqiao hung up the live broadcast quickly for fear that someone would try to smash more gifts.
Shen Yue was originally grateful because Tang Qiaoqiao didn't mention his name, but after he heard that she was looking after the fans, and she didn't mention the gifts.
"It's really bad to smash gifts like this. Half of it will be taken away by the platform. It's too stupid." Tang Qiaoqiao picked up the bowl and murmured with regret on her face.
Shen Yue was stunned.
What? This broken platform still took half of his gift?
'Spit it out!'
Tang Qiaoqiao finally started to feel sleepy after eating, but Shen Yue was so angry that he couldn't sleep anymore.
He lay in his dark bedroom and continued to scan Weibo. He opened the homepage of the "little whip" and found that his Weibo certification turned out to be "Tang Qiaoqiao Super Talking Fans."
'What is this?'
He followed Tang Qiaoqiao's Super Talking Fans link and felt that he had opened the door to a new world.
It turns out that nowadays, fans played like this.
He scrolled down through all sorts of confessions and rainbow farts. They were all blowing up flowers. Didn't Tang Qiaoqiao feel embarrassed?
She had no work to show!
Of course, the fan group was not entirely empty. Fans had made many funny moments from when Tang Qiaoqiao participated in the show into emoticons.
"It's stupid." He said so, but his fingers couldn't help but click and save.
There was no special reason. He just wanted to save evidence of her stupidity, nothing more, really.
Shen Yue looked more and more vigorous and saw another fan named "Xiaoxiao" calling everyone to join the group. He clicked on it casually but was rejected in a second.
Xiaoxiao sent him a private message: "Dear, your fan level is only level one. It is not enough to join the group for the time being."
Not enough? He had smashed fifty thousand, ok!
Xiaoxiao: "Don't worry, dear, as long as you insist on posting, ranking, and sending points in fans chat, you will be able to rank up soon. As long as you reach level 7, you can join the fan group. At that time, we can protect Qiao Bao, the best in the world, together."
This Xiaoxiao also gave him a copy of the "Guide to Raising Sugar Rabbits," which contained various ranking tutorials and fan evaluations.
At any rate, he was also the president of a large company. A single sentence from him could affect the stock price by tens of millions.
How could it be possible to engage in the ranking and fan evaluations like elementary school children?
What a joke!
The next day.
Tang Qiaoqiao looked at Shen Yue's sullen face and wondered, "You didn't sleep well yesterday? Why are your dark circles so heavy?"
Shen Yue touched his eyelids and sipped the savory and fragrant preserved egg and lean meat porridge.
How could he sleep well?
What fans have to do is comparable to a religion. Were they all made of iron?
He had to go back to bed to catch up with sleep after breakfast.
Tang Qiaoqiao went to her brokerage company to discuss the next work plan with Brother Qian.
Brother Qian felt that she couldn't accept jobs randomly like before. She had to plan her future prospects.
"I have a script here. It is a historical drama that Director Wu will start filming soon. I want you to audition for the role of the third female." Brother Qian handed her the script.
"Historical drama?" Tang Qiaoqiao made a cameo on a fairytale online drama before, which is somewhat related to her previous identity. But this was her first contact with a historical drama from the last century.
She looked at the outline of the script, which roughly described the ups and downs of a rural family from the 1970s to the new millennium, which lasted for nearly three decades. The role she wanted to strive for was the third daughter in this family.
Brother Qian: "Although the most popular scenes now are fairy hero dramas and court dramas, this director Wu is a very well-known new director, who was good at telling stories. He made several good dramas; if you enter this group, at least it can improve your acting skills."
"The sun is coming out from the west," Tang Qiaoqiao said bluntly, "Brother Qian don’t talk about money with me, but talk about ideals."
Brother Qian gave her a look. "In your eyes, am I the kind of agent who sucks artist's blood?"
"Aren't you?" Tang Qiaoqiao quipped.
"You are a thing with no conscience. If I really wanted to suck your blood, could you still stand here intact with me? I'm casting a long line to get a big fish. When you really get a foothold, will I be afraid that I won't make any money?"
"That's better. After you mentioned money, I was more at ease."
Brother Qian lifted his leg as if he was about to kick her. "Scram!"
Tang Qiaoqiao grinned and ran away.
There were a lot of people competing for a drama from this era. When Tang Qiaoqiao arrived at the audition scene, there were already many people waiting.
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