"The strear and Mrs. Liu are really funny."
"It’s nice to have soone who cares like this!"
"But slicing potato strips is indeed hard. I use a grater at ho too."
"I think cutting them is tastier than grating, it’s quick once you get the hang of it."
"The strear has never been in a kitchen. It’s great she’s managed this much, what are you expecting her to master?"
"I stumbled upon this live stream by chance. A gorgeous, wealthy woman doing this for her husband? I’m officially envious. When will I find such a woman to marry?"
"First, you need looks that rival a celebrity."
"Second, you need a PhD."
"Lastly, that gorgeous, wealthy woman must be a bit naive."
Netizens were laughing and joking, creating a harmonious atmosphere in the chat.
"I saw a student from University A earlier, please don’t tell your professors about my live streaming, okay? They don’t know. I was just bored and wanted to learn sothing to surprise them. Please, please!" Ye Qiu pleaded cutely, blinking her eyes.
"Don’t worry, strear. We’ll definitely keep this secret. When are you coming to University A? I’ll treat you to a al!"
"Let treat you instead. I went there last ti, the stir-fried pork and stuffed tofu at the Second Canteen were amazing." Ye Qiu said, swallowing.
"Haha, I like them too, strear. I’m looking forward to your visit."
"Stop chatting, the oil is hot," Mrs. Liu reminded, "You need to stir-fry the potato strips on high heat, be careful when you put them in."
"Is it done already?" A few minutes later, Ye Qiu looked at the dish proudly, chest puffed out, "It’s not that hard after all."
"Why don’t you taste it yourself?" Mrs. Liu handed her a pair of chopsticks.
"I’m sure it tastes great." Ye Qiu confidently took a bite, but imdiately spat it into the trash under the expectant gazes of the netizens.
"Haha, I knew it. With so much salt, it’s no wonder it’s inedible."
"Give her a break. Think back to when we first cooked; we weren’t much better. The strear has never set foot in a kitchen after all."
"Are you satisfied now? Miss, I told you, cooking is not your forte," Mrs. Liu teased.
"I don’t believe it. I can definitely cook well," Ye Qiu frowned, dissatisfied. And in the following days, she really did broadcast daily, practicing her cooking skills every day.
Then the netizens watched as she went from not even knowing how to cook rice, to gradually learning to chop vegetables and eventually stir-fry. Until one day her sautéed potato strips were at restaurant level.
"Mmm." After tasting a bite, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Mrs. Liu with a face full of anticipation for praise, "Mrs. Liu, please try it, I’ve finally graduated!"
Actually, towards the end, Mrs. Liu didn’t teach much anymore, Ye Qiu explored on her own. Doubtfully, Mrs. Liu tried a bite and exclaid, "It’s really quite good."
"I’m so happy to see the strear improve!"
"This plate of potato strips is excellent, evenly cut and the presentation is lovely. It seems the strear does have so talent for cooking."
"Congratulations to the strear, her husband can finally eat the als she cooks."
"Thank you so much, everyone, for accompanying these past days. I’m so happy today, let give out so prizes!" Ye Qiu smiled cheerfully, "How about I give away phones this ti? I just realized yesterday that I’ve been streaming for this long and the streaming company actually paid . Of course, that salary’s not enough to buy five phones, but I’m happy, so I’ll pay the rest out of my own pocket."
"Strear is so generous!"
"Boss, keep it up!"
"Sa old rules, keep the chat going. I’ll count down from five and draw randomly. Private ssage if you win. Five, four, three, two, one, let’s see who’s the winner?"
"Huh, University A’s die-hard fan? Is it the Little Cutie who wanted to eat with before?"
"It’s , it’s . I never thought I’d actually win, I’m so happy I could cry!"
"Little Cutie, I won’t mail it to you. Let’s et up and I’ll give it to you in person."
"Okay, okay, strear, you’re adorable. I’ve decided, aside from my parents, you’re my favorite person now!"
"Thank you so much, and the rest of you four, rember to contact . Today’s stream ends here. I need to head back. Bye, everyone."
Ye Qiu closed the stream, carrying the leftover potatoes and other ingredients ho. She ran into two of Bingwen’s colleagues on the way, one of them being Fu Lei, whom she t last ti.
"Is sister-in-law going ho to cook? Didn’t Bingwen say sister-in-law never cooked before?" he asked, looking at the bags Ye Qiu was carrying.
"Yes, so I specifically learned. I can’t let him work hard alone, right?" Ye Qiu smiled blissfully, "Don’t tell him, I want to surprise him."
"I wonder if we’re lucky enough to taste it?" Fu Lei joked.
"Of course, no problem. I’ve only learned a few dishes. You’re welco to co if you don’t mind!" Ye Qiu warmly invited.
They didn’t expect her to be so enthusiastic and felt it was difficult to refuse, especially since they were curious whether this wealthy lady could really cook.
After all, Bingwen always said she couldn’t do anything when asked. If she really could cook and Bingwen didn’t explain, they thought they might need to reassess what kind of person Bingwen was, and perhaps remind the woman in front of them.
After class, Bingwen went to pick up his son and noticed he was upset. He cautiously asked, "What’s wrong? Did sobody bully you?"
Fang Xu pouted, almost in tears, and said, "Dad, can I skip tutoring? I don’t want to learn."
"Why don’t you want to learn? Is it too hard to keep up?"
"Everyone else can do it. I’m the only one who can’t, and my classmates laugh at ."
"Which class are you struggling with?"
"English class."
English class, huh! Bingwen hesitated. English is very important, no matter what you study later on. He didn’t want to see his son tired, but he also didn’t want his son to lag behind.
"But your Aunt Ye signed you up for this class. If you don’t attend, she will be unhappy, and her relatives will laugh at you. Do you want them to laugh at you?" Bingwen used a motivational approach to spur him on.
However, this approach only made Fang Xu dislike Ye Qiu even more. Perhaps he was doing it on purpose. Usually so considerate, how could he not know that saying this would provoke a child’s resentnt?
"I hate her." Fang Xu puffed his cheeks.
"Then we should study hard so we don’t get looked down upon, right?"
"Yeah." Hearing his father, he nodded firmly.
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