The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 202 - 203 Eating Noodles Today

Chapter 202 -203 Eating Noodles Today

The fans of Little River Live, not knowing who, shouted in Xiao He’s forum.

“Counterattack has begun!”

“Who is counterattacking?”

“It’s the Earth Bar and the Text Mover.”

“I saw it! Blood is boiling!”

“What’s going on?”

“Why care so much? Brothers, the battle has started.”

Most of the fans first checked the Star Blog of their allies, and when they saw the challenge, they felt that they had to do something or else they wouldn’t be living up to the honor of their ancestors.

Everyone needed to vent, so the main culprit—Hongfu Noodle House—was definitely ranked first.

Hongfu Noodle House never thought they would have such an explosive day.

In the interstellar realm, all restaurants have their Star Blogs, and even ninety percent had their own shops on the Star Network.

Hongfu Noodle House was a noodle house that had been around for decades. Its owner, Wu Hongfu, when he got married fifty years ago, had learned several recipes from his wife.

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With these recipes, he opened a noodle house, and the business was quite good.

However, after Little River Live rose in popularity, he found his business declining because Little River Live’s noodles were exceptional.

In fact, it was because people were chasing novelty, so his business suffered a setback. After a while, it would improve.

Most people were discerning. Little River Live didn’t charge patent fees, providing recipes for free. Even detailed tutorial videos cost only one star coin each.

How could you know whether he would develop new recipes in the future?

Even if he didn’t, just by following behind him and learning one or two signature dishes, it was sure to be a profitable endeavor.

Unfortunately, some people couldn’t see clearly.

For example, the owner of Hongfu Noodle House, who was never very clever, or rather, was a bit clever but lacked any serious skills. If it weren’t for his wife’s recipes, he wouldn’t have achieved what he had today.

In his view, if he could just tarnish the reputation of Little River Live, his noodle house could return to its former glory, or even do better.

So, after watching the seafood episode live, he had been planning to do something, just when someone told him a relative had an allergy, he got an idea.

Hongfu Noodle House.

“Boss, boss!”

“Our comment section has been taken over.”

A flustered employee, operating a light computer, rushed into the boss’s office.

Behind the desk, a fat, greasy man struggled to rotate his chair, which squeaked under the burden.

“What’s the panic? You don’t look like someone who handles big things.” Wu Hongfu opened his own light computer and saw the comment section uniformly flooded with hundreds of thousands of comments.

All saying one thing.

“Come and challenge.”

“Psh! A bunch of clueless people.” After browsing through, Wu Hongfu said to the employee, “Ignore it, this might be our opportunity.”

“Noodles aren’t like buns, just change the wrapping and it’s a new dish, I don’t believe they can make anything fancy out of noodles.”

The employee, previously a bit flustered, suddenly realized and said, “The boss is right, no matter how they make noodles, they just boil them, what can they make out of it!”

“Uh-huh, go out. The more of these fools come in, the hotter our noodle house will get.”

Hongfu Noodle House’s complacency left them without a sense of crisis, but rather self-satisfaction.

It’s all about traffic!

Our own noodle house was catching fire!

Meanwhile, Yu Zeming, who was always investigating Hongfu Noodle House, had also roughly understood the routine of Hongfu Noodle House.

In the office, Yu Zeming, looking at the information about Hongfu Noodle House, although he didn’t understand noodles, based on what he had seen from Fu Yunhe and Nian Shutong, he was willing to bet.

They wouldn’t lose.

There was a convincing energy about these two individuals, which made one believe they could overcome any obstacle.

After confirming that there was indeed no one behind Hongfu Noodle House, Yu Zeming followed Little River Live’s plan to further fuel the situation.

The situation heated up considerably, and Hongfu Noodle House saw it as their opportunity, Yu Zeming even more so.

Perhaps Little River Live could leap to become one of the top live-streaming rooms.

Just thinking about it made Yu Zeming feel a surge of excitement.

The top live-streaming rooms would be certified by the Royal Family, not just for selling items but serving certain national responsibilities, earning contribution points.

And there were only four such live-streaming rooms across All Star.

But all this external chaos couldn’t affect the small wooden house.

At this moment, the small wooden house was an ocean of noodles.

Numerous kinds of noodles, countless bowls mixed, both Rubble and Fu Yunhe felt their arms sore.

They had to keep kneading, stretching the dough, practicing tirelessly, to perform effortlessly during the live stream.

Nian Shutong turned out to be the most relaxed one, watching Fu Yunhe rub his arms, she stepped forward.

“Take a rest first.”

Nian Shutong placed a hand over Fu Yunhe’s arm, channeling spiritual power, a warm flow began moving up Fu Yunhe’s arm to his waist, thighs, calves, and feet.

“Feeling better?”

“Much better, thank you,” said Fu Yunhe, his head bowed, although having undergone such fatigue relief multiple times, he was still not quite used to it.

This warm, soothing flow always had a slightly cheeky feel to it.

Nian Shutong was unaware of Fu Yunhe’s thoughts, had she known, she would have shown him why the flower is so red!

What a rogue thought!

If she wanted to be improper, would she even be subtle about it?

Nian Shutong then moved on to help Rubble, who cooperatively extended an arm.

“Ms. Nian Shutong…”

“Don’t love! Don’t want! Don’t like! Shut up!”

With a single remark, Nian Shutong blocked the question Rubble was about to ask, leaving him a bit stifled.

Ji Sisi, the eager helper, immediately came online, and once Nian Shutong walked away, she stood by Rubble and said, “Master Wali, you can ask me any question, and I’ll help you answer.”

“To save you the discomfort.”

Rubble didn’t reply but just showed his flour-caked hands, saying, “Rubble needs to work hard.”

“Exactly! Working hard is good!” Ji Sisi strongly agreed, although the master was important, he wasn’t as important as Aunt Doudou.

That night, the small wooden house practiced until 1 a.m.

The next day, everyone got up even earlier than usual, as if last night’s fatigue never existed.

The day in the small wooden house began with eating noodles.

Even though many noodles were made the day before, with many hands making light work, by morning, all the noodles were devoured.

That day, Nian Shutong was a machine of endless healing, repeatedly relieving Fu Yunhe and Rubble of fatigue, giving them more time to practice.

Meanwhile, Earth Bar, Text Mover, Yu Zeming’s Youyu Live, and the official account of Food University posted similar content on Star Blog at the same time.

Youyu Live: Stay tuned for Little River Live, a feast of noodles is coming.

Food University: Pots, pans, ladle, water, teacher, student, all waiting for you to start.

Earth Bar: Heard we’re having noodles tonight?

Text Mover: If it’s not delicious, I’ll hang myself with a strand of noodle.