The Strong Female Lead Versus The Most Miserable Male Lead-Chapter 204 - 205: Crazy Noodles 2

Chapter 204 -205: Crazy Noodles 2

Fu Yunhe didn’t waste any words and headed straight to the point, reaching the peak of efficiency. As soon as he mentioned the oil-poured noodles, he began preparing them.

“Oil-poured noodles, as the name implies, require making the sauce.”

“Today, I’m going to show everyone two new items. The first is soybean paste, which looks like this.”

The soybean paste on the camera decreased people’s expectations somewhat.

Fu Yunhe knew this, so he said, “Don’t judge it by its looks; the taste is absolutely top-notch. I’ve already recorded a detailed video on how to make it, and it’s in our Little River Live videos for those interested to download and learn. It only costs one Star Coin.”

Fu Yunhe set down the soybean paste in his hand with a hint of trepidation, as this little bit of paste was fermented by Shutong using a machine ahead of time. She only used one block of paste, waiting for the rest to naturally ferment.

It is said that the natural flavor is better.

“Now, let me introduce the second sauce called sweet sauce. You need to stir-fry flour in oil, add soy sauce, some white sugar, and simmer until it thickens. The video on how to make it is also available in Little River videos — please learn and download on your own.”

After introducing the two sauces, Fu Yunhe began to stir-fry the sauces.

“The first one, fried egg sauce oil-poured noodles.”

Sizzle—a sound rang out as the paste collided with the hot oil, revitalizing all those watching the live stream. This flavor was addictive.

Fu Yunhe was quick. He stirred the fried egg bits into the fragrant sauce, flipped it several times quickly, and finally poured some starch water and took it off the stove.

The brown sauce, glistening with oil, was directly poured into some white noodles that were already prepared on the side.

“The fried egg sauce oil-poured noodles are ready, taste testing begins.”

[I didn’t get any!]

[I know I might be beaten for saying this, but I have to say, any soup noodles are nothing compared to this!]

[I used my mom’s account and got a bowl, though I only had one bite, but the flavor really got my blood pumping, and I ended up battling my mom for the noodles.]

[Same! A bowl of noodles turned our house into a zoo.]

The lively comment section didn’t affect Fu Yunhe’s next steps at all.

“This bowl is green pepper pork strips oil-poured noodles.”

“This bowl is minced meat and eggplant oil-poured noodles.”

“This bowl is tomato and egg oil-poured noodles.”

“This bowl is big onion minced meat oil-poured noodles.”

“This bowl is soybean meat sauce oil-poured noodles.”

Whisk! Whisk! Whisk!

Five pots, clearly in view under the camera, each with different sauces, were bubbling away.

[Oh my! I’m going crazy! Not sure which aroma to follow.]

[I don’t believe that out of these five kinds of noodles, I can’t get any.]

[If I don’t eat today, you all won’t see me anymore. Please let me have some! I’ve been blind for many years—I just want to have these noodles.]

[I’m about to go on a long journey, and I won’t have another chance to eat.]

[Is the person above serious, or is that a strategy?]

[Terrifying to think about! Arranging tactics just to grab some noodles?]

The comment section, unknowingly, began a spree of tragic stories.

From being blind to having terminal illnesses, from being unable to walk to saying goodbye, the sadder the better, until you could no longer tell who was truthful and who wasn’t.

The administrator, Liu Cheng, kept posting messages, asking everyone to grab noodles civilly.

Under Liu Cheng’s posts, someone responded instantly.

[You’re the administrator, you surely won’t worry about food.]

[What? An administrator can eat at will?]

[I heard from my cousin’s mother’s aunt’s daughter-in-law that administrators can get special deliveries from Mr. Xiao He and eat real food.]

[How can this be? I want to be an administrator.]

[I think so too, being a single administrator is too tough, why not pick me as the second one?]

“Right, right, right, other people’s live streams all have several administrators.”

“I can also apply as a fan support organizer, just don’t pay me a salary, please look at me!”

Liu Cheng hadn’t expected that just one comment from him would spark so many potential competitors.

He was on edge, more so than when he was preparing for the Imperial Military Academy exam.

“The noodles are ready.”

With that declaration, Liu Cheng was rescued from his horror, thinking first to snatch up what he could,

Five types of ladled noodles initiated numerous virtual taste tests, but the continuing increase in the live stream’s viewership was unstoppable.

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The current live stream had already surpassed 700 million viewers and was not far from hitting 800 million.

Generally, 500 million is a milestone, and growing the viewership beyond that is exceedingly difficult.

But Fu Yunhe’s noodle feast was on the brink of 800 million viewers—now that was real, ironclad ability.

After the rush for noodles ended, everyone thought the broadcast was finished for the day as today’s noodles had completely changed their understanding.

“Don’t hurry, there’s more.”

“I must be hallucinating! Did he say there’s more?”

“What more?”

“More noodles? I’m confused. Are these really noodles?”

“How can there be more? Mr. Xiao He, what is your brain made of?”

Fu Yunhe, having smeared a bit of oil on his hands, began to explain, “I’m just the chef. Someone else creates the recipes, and she’s really the most impressive.”

“I’d call that person a master chef.”

“Master chef isn’t an overstatement—he has created so many recipes.”

“I imagine him as a respectable, lovely old man.”

“Yes! Perhaps the kind with a white, bushy beard, the sort that screams ‘expert’.”

“We have visuals now.”

An old man? With a beard?

Nian Shutong looked at her hands and then at the live stream, truly, your imagination is only limited by what you’ve seen.

Fu Yunhe wanted to laugh but said nothing, allowing everyone to speculate freely.

“Given the time constraints, the next dish will be oil-poured noodles, and it will be the last bowl of noodles for today.”

“Oil-poured noodles? You pour oil on them?”

“Can you eat that?”

“Are we eating tree oil? The image is not very appealing.”

“Trust the host.”

At that moment, Fu Yunhe had already started stretching the noodles.

“The key to oil-poured noodles is that the noodles need to be wide and chewy, so you can coat the noodles in oil and let them sit for about a half-hour for a chewier texture.”

“To make oil-poured noodles, the seasoning is crucial.”

“In this small bowl here, we’ve got minced garlic and chili pepper. Just wait a bit while we heat up the oil.”

“After the oil is heated, pour the hot oil over the minced garlic and chili pepper.”

“Sizzle, sizzle—”

The aroma was absolutely intoxicating.

It enticed quite a few people to stand up in front of the camera, their eyes swallowing saliva, watching the steaming hot bowl of garlic and pepper on the screen.

“Finally, mix this bowl of seasoning with the cooked noodles. You can add your favorite side dishes like bean sprouts or baby bok choy, or eat it as is. Either way, it tastes great.”

The bowl of oil-poured noodles was ready and placed under the camera.

The comment section was filled with requests to start the taste test, but this time, Fu Yunhe wasn’t in a hurry; instead, he began to speak.

“All the recipes from today’s stream, from the moment the broadcast ends, will be under patent application, for your information.”