The Game of Life-Chapter 791 - 790 Humanoid Koi

Chapter 791: Chapter 790 Humanoid Koi

Chapter 791 -790 Humanoid Koi

“Wow, the air conditioning in this restaurant is really strong, I felt it as soon as I came in, it’s truly different from outside… President!”

“Qiqi!!!”

Liu Qian was originally talking to the camera with a selfie stick when she saw Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi; she became instantly excited, abandoning her live stream and phone to run towards the kitchen window. The phone’s camera quickly moved to the floor, and all the live stream viewers could see were a variety of feet.

Viewer: ???

Amidst the normally bustling barrage of comments, an unusual pause occurred.

After a while, a longtime fan sighed.

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“There it is, the infuriating host I used to follow is back.”

Although Liu Qian excitedly pounced toward the glass window, Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi didn’t recognize the short-haired girl at first glance.

It wasn’t because they hadn’t seen each other for nearly two years, and Liu Qian had forgotten their faces; Jiang Feng and Wu Minqi’s memories weren’t that bad. The main reason was that Liu Qian had gained a lot of weight over these two years.

It wasn’t just a little weight gain; her original melon-seeded face had become a small chubby round face. To put it bluntly, she had become round, and her face had gotten round too.

Fortunately, Wu Minqi and Liu Qian were high school classmates. Liu Qian’s current round face had a slight resemblance to her round face in high school, though she was a bit thinner back then.

“Qianqian?” Wu Minqi asked in surprise, her voice filtering through the glass window, “How did you get so fat?”

Liu Qian: …

What could be more desperate and embarrassing than meeting an old friend again only to have their first comment be about how fat you have become?

“I was live streaming these past two years, you know? At first, I signed a contract with a platform and studio, but after constantly eating things I didn’t like or care for, I terminated the contract. This year, with the rise of self-media, I started live streaming and making videos again, and surprisingly, I earned even more than before. Then I also got an internship this year, and there are just so many delicious places in Beijing, I gained weight before I knew it…” Liu Qian said with an awkward smile on her chubby face.

Jiang Feng & Wu Minqi: …

Got it, with more money in the pocket, people drift off course.

“How many pounds did you gain exactly?” Jiang Feng asked curiously.

That was when Liu Qian remembered she was still live streaming, and using hand gestures, she signaled a twenty to Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng nodded, thinking it was a normal amount, just a mere twenty pounds, a regular yearly fluctuation for someone from the Jiang family.

As a woman, Wu Minqi knew all too well how terrifying gaining twenty pounds solely through eating could be. She silently glanced at Jiang Feng, then walked out of the kitchen and came up to Liu Qian to whisper a word of advice.

“Qianqian, binge eating is bad for your health.”

Liu Qian nodded, “I know, I haven’t really been binge eating. It’s just that when I first arrived I didn’t find an internship and was idle every day, so I ended up going out to explore and review eateries, and that’s how I gained weight. I’ve found an internship now, so I’ll be eating normally on workdays, and only go out to explore on my days off.”

Wu Minqi felt relieved. Ever since Xiaxia gradually started gaining weight, Wu Minqi began to pay attention to the dietary health of those around her.

“You’re in for a treat today. The porridge is cooked by Jiang Feng, and the pastries are made by Master Sun, so you can eat them with confidence; there will be no problems.”

Liu Qian looked up at the menu, “Mr. Jiang isn’t here at the restaurant today? I really want to eat his pork knuckle. Ever since the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant closed down, I feel like the food at the school just isn’t tasty anymore. The president’s family restaurant seems so big. Is it bigger than the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant? Is this the place that trended on social media? I seem to remember the president’s family restaurant had a three-character name; did it change its name?”

Liu Qian didn’t remember the name of Taifeng Building. Even though it was featured in trending topics, what trended were Jiang Feng and his chicken and bean curd stir-fry, Taifeng Building was only mentioned within the content. Liu Qian only remembered Jiang Feng trending because of a dish but didn’t quite recall the specific content; after all, it was normal to forget over time – it was just one dish, and those unfamiliar with Jiang Feng or Taifeng Building probably forgot about that trending topic long ago.

Wu Minqi didn’t answer Liu Qian’s questions. She simply stated that the kitchen was busy and that Liu Qian should take her time ordering before she returned to her work.

Liu Qian pondered over the menu, remembered Wu Minqi’s advice that the porridge made by Jiang Feng was good, and that the pastries were very tasty. She ordered one of every pastry, plus a portion of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, a serving of eight-treasure porridge, and a bowl of fresh shrimp porridge. Of course, the porridge servings were all small-sized.

Jiang Feng & Wu Minqi: ?

What happened to normal eating?

Jiang Feng has vivid memories of how Liu Qian once ate herself into a hospital for stomach pumping after gorging on six pounds of food. He was scared Liu Qian might repeat the same mistake and intentionally skimped when serving the porridge, filling each bowl to only seventy percent. He was almost tempted to instruct Master Sun to cut corners when wrapping the pastries, putting only two-thirds of the usual filling in each.

While Liu Qian and Wu Minqi chatted, a couple at a window-side table on the first floor just happened to leave, allowing Liu Qian to swiftly take their place. She set up her phone stand again and began chatting with her viewers in the live stream.

During the time the live stream showed nothing but the floor and feet, some of Liu Qian’s longtime fans started to recap her glorious live streaming history from the past two years. Her popularity may have taken a hit, but not by much.

Although many of her viewers had only started following Liu Qian in the last year and were not very familiar with her live streaming days centered around the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant and with UAL University snack streets as the radius, they were quite familiar with the terms “President,” “Qiqi,” and “Mr. Jiang.”

These three words represented Liu Qian’s three different units of food rating.

Spicy dishes were rated with “Qiqi,” porridge with “President,” and meat dishes with “Mr. Jiang.”

Generally, while trying a dish, Liu Qian’s first description would be things like, “I think this meat isn’t cooked as well as Mr. Jiang’s” or “I feel that although this dish’s spiciness is close, it still falls a little short compared to Qiqi’s cooking.”

Now, the host was about to start “eating” the measuring units.

Even though they were slightly disappointed by the absence of the “Mr. Jiang” rating unit, the fact that she could taste the other two was exciting enough for the viewers.

Some pastries had already been steamed and could be served immediately, while others were still being prepared and would take a while. The porridge was served very quickly; within two minutes, Liu Qian’s table was full of food.

Although the portions weren’t large, there was an abundance in number.

Naturally, the first thing Liu Qian ate was the preserved egg and lean meat porridge she had been longing for.

Liu Qian picked up a bowl of century egg and lean pork porridge, scooped up a full spoonful, and enclosed it in her mouth.

It felt like in just a blink of an eye, the still-hot porridge was swallowed down.

Liu Qian hadn’t even realized why she had subconsciously swallowed it, and her mind was filled with thoughts of taking another bite and then another.

And so she continued, one mouthful after another. She began using a spoon, but then, deeming it too slow, she picked up the bowl and started drinking directly from it. After finishing, she used the spoon to scrape down any porridge stuck to the bowl’s sides, scraping it clean several times before, reluctantly, setting the bowl down. She hadn’t glanced at her phone even once the whole time.

Liu Qian took a long, deep breath, her face brimming with satisfaction.

Then, she moved the empty bowl aside and picked up the eight-treasure porridge, continuing the motions she started earlier in one fluid sequence.

After finishing the eight-treasure porridge, she moved on to shrimp porridge.

Silent the whole time, only the sound of swallowing was audible.

Live streaming viewers: ???

A string of question marks flew across the screen, and some impatient viewers directly urged the host to say a few words of review, asking why she was only eating and not talking. But most viewers didn’t type question marks or anything at all; they just silently watched their phone screens, swallowing their saliva.

Damn, why do these three bowls of porridge look so delicious?

It smells tasty even though I can’t actually smell it through the screen.

It looks tasty even with the use of a plain filter.

Liu Qian still hadn’t looked at her phone. Those familiar with her knew she had likely forgotten she was live streaming and was just savoring the aftertaste, now eyeing the dim sum on the table.

The dim sum came in baskets, each basket only containing three pieces. But anyone who has eaten Cantonese dim sum knows that when it’s first served, it gives off a false sense of ease, making one think they could eat twenty baskets. Only after eating do you realize they are actually quite filling; a normal person would be full after seven or eight baskets and stuffed by ten.

Liu Qian ordered more than ten baskets of dim sum, plus three bowls of porridge, and had even eaten a bit during her earlier live stream. This amount was definitely enough to fill her up.

Liu Qian was well aware of her own capacity, so even though she really wanted another three bowls of porridge, she refrained and started eating dim sum with chopsticks.

She started with shrimp dumplings.

Liu Qian was amazed.

Then she tried siu mai.

Liu Qian was stunned.

Next, a bite of chicken feet.

Liu Qian was in bliss.

Liu Qian seemed to have forgotten that her mouth had the ability to speak; she turned into an emotionless eating machine, continuously taking bites with the longing that her stomach was a portal to another dimension and her wallet a cornucopia spitting out money on the table, so she could sit in the restaurant and eat forever.

Even with the silent live stream, the number of viewers kept increasing.

Because everyone could tell that the dim sum truly tasted amazing!

Even though they couldn’t smell, taste, or touch them, every one of Liu Qian’s expressions and each time she chewed, even every pore, showed that they were indeed very delicious.

A metric of deliciousness!

Over in the kitchen, Jiang Feng and the others noticed a continuous increase in delivery orders.

At first, they thought it was just the normal increase nearing mealtime, but soon the amount of orders spiked dramatically, reaching a peak and then slowly decreasing. The rate of decline was very slow, with the system notification of new orders almost turning into an echo.

Keep in mind, even during the busiest lunch rushes at Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant, they never saw such an exaggerated number of delivery orders.

There were only four people in the kitchen: Sun Maochai and Sun Jikai were making dim sum, Jiang Feng was cooking porridge, and Wu Minqi was serving it. Business was already overwhelming, leaving them no time to handle the terrifying influx of delivery orders.

So Jiang Feng phoned the production team, asking them to send another staff member to specifically handle delivery orders.

Production team: ?

The person the production team sent over was likely a Good Taste employee, skilled at managing orders, who quickly organized the delivery orders by number, labeled each one with its contents, and even compiled statistics.

The dim sum sales were balanced, while porridge orders were mostly century egg and lean pork porridge, eight-treasure porridge, and shrimp porridge.

Jiang Feng, even if a bit slow on the uptake, realized why the delivery orders had suddenly skyrocketed.

Jiang Feng looked over at Liu Qian, who was sitting at the window, steadily eating. Except for being a bit heavier, her expressions and actions were no different from when she used to eat at the Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant.

“I can’t believe Qianqian hasn’t changed at all,” Wu Minqi remarked. “I remember two years ago, she used to do live streams like this and many people came from far away to specifically eat and order delivery from Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant after seeing Qianqian’s live streams. I recall Mrs. Wang telling me that Wang Hao once delivered an order that was so far, he had to take the subway.”

Jiang Feng nodded in agreement, acknowledging that Liu Qian was indispensable in making Healthy Stir-fry Restaurant famous early on.

With that in mind, Liu Qian… she really is a human-shaped lucky koi.

Just a bit heavier now.

I have a feeling she’s even more of a lucky koi than before.