Jiang Qiuqiu’s ho-style cooking tutorials were gradually hitting their stride.
Every day, without fail, she would teach two ho-style dishes and make one or two simple desserts or sweet soups in the evening. They weren’t top-tier delicacies, but their strength lay in their rustic simplicity.
But there were still more watchers than doers; she figured that few people were actually making the dishes themselves.
So, during a livestream on the 8th, she announced that she would soon launch a special "check-in" event for her ho-style cooking lessons in Jiang Qiuqiu’s food circle.
"Anyone who’s interested can post a video of your cooking in the circle with the hashtag #HoStyleCookingLessons~ I’ll randomly select 50 lucky viewers each day and send them so dishes~"
She was sending out real, physical dishes!
By now, Jiang Qiuqiu had already done dozens of these real-life giveaways. Hundreds of people had won a spot, and most of them would show off the food they received in the food circle.
Early on, many fans had said that eating Juju’s food made their whole bodies feel relaxed, as if they had drunk a Spirit Nourishing Liquid.
At the ti, so said it was just a placebo effect.
Later, during the competition, the fact that Qiuqiu was a Spirit Healing Master was revealed. Gradually, it beca an open secret that her food had healing effects.
Therefore, the fifty slots available each day held a huge appeal for everyone.
And so, starting from the 8th, the food circle suddenly burst with activity.
The people frequenting the group were no longer just idle chatters; it was now flooded with videos from the following types of people:
[1] The Go-Getters
After learning that posting videos could win them a lucky spot—and that they could double their chances by posting different videos each day—these people beca as prolific as breeding sows, churning out a dozen or so videos a day.
[2] The All-Thumbs Crew
At first, these people would also think: ’Ah, this won’t do. Soone with my rotten luck will probably never be favored by the algorithm in the main livestream! But maybe the lottery system here will take pity on ...’ But reality is always cruel. After they tried to upload their video, they’d get a ssage: {Sorry, your video could not be uploaded as it does not fit the event’s the~}
The All-Thumbs Crew: Is my stir-fried eggplant really that inedible?
——Seriously, if you just changed the background, I’d believe you if you said you were brewing poison.
And so, the dream died.
[3] "I May Be All-Thumbs, But I Have a Wife/Husband/Son/Daughter... Basically, I Have People"
I’m a kitchen disaster, but I have my loved ones! I can make them cook for ! To win that coveted spot for !
[4] The Lucky Ducks
The lottery results were announced at 11:00 every day, and right around that ti, people would always pop up to announce that they had won.
These hyperactive fans caused the popularity of Jiang Qiuqiu’s food circle to rise to yet another level.
She, however, rarely paid attention to it these days.
After another day of teaching how to make desserts, Jiang Qiuqiu took off her spring jacket and leaned back on the sofa. The oven was so hot, and from standing beside it for so long, she had started to break out in a light sweat.
As she sank into the sofa, Mo Si noticed the beads of sweat on her forehead. He naturally took out a handkerchief and gently wiped them away for her.
"It’s getting hot so fast." ’Thankfully, interstellar people are pretty resilient. Otherwise, with the seasons changing this quickly, I’d definitely catch a cold.’
Mo Si said, "It’s just for a few days. The weather will stabilize after you start school."
"It’ll be pleasant for a good while after that."
"Perfect timing. That’s right when military training is supposed to start."
It was already the 14th, and the start of the term at Federation University was just around the corner. A couple of days ago, the school had sent Jiang Qiuqiu her orientation notice, instructing her to report to Federation University at 9 a.m. on the 16th with her personal ID and terminal.
With the start of school imminent, so too was their separation.
Mo Si pulled Jiang Qiuqiu into a hug, his heart filled with reluctance.
’Being separated during the honeymoon phase is always the worst.’ Jiang Qiuqiu knew the Little Panda was dwelling on it again. She tugged on his sleeve. "Don’t overthink it. Co on, let’s go check out the food circle!"
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