At this mont, the young strear is still showing the nu to the fans—
"Folks, take a look at this interesting nu from the overpriced restaurant: [Dragon Scale Agar]."
"This is the dish right in front of us—oh, you eat—go ahead, you eat first—I know this is chilled fish scale jelly, but look at the nu—it’s fine, eat more—oh wow! This owner is really sothing..."
The young strear interacts with the fans while looking rather grim.
Anyone trying to cultivate emotions to communicate with fans would look uncomfortable if interrupted by another strear nearby, right?
Here, Little Picky Eater has already eaten the fourth piece.
This fish scale jelly was served on a shallow white plate, but while eating, Little Picky Eater counts to see how much each person gets...
Oh!
Just three pieces per person for ten people!
What good is three pieces?
Not enough to even satisfy a greedy bite, not even enough to satiate the craving worms in my stomach!
So after eating the third piece, he starts asking the young strear—besides, neither he nor his assistants are eating, while the ones he brought are still adjusting settings, so...
Cough.
He’s not trying to take advantage; it’s just that fish scale jelly, oh, Dragon Scale Agar should be eaten chilled, and since nobody else is eating, he might as well eat a bit more!
The young strear shows the nu to the fans: "Look, the owner writes Dragon Scale Agar at the front, then notes in parentheses (fish scale jelly) at the back, making it both high-end and grounded, appearing so contradictory."
As soon as these words are rushed out, seeing Little Picky Eater reaching with his chopsticks, casting an inquiring glance, the young strear feels a burst of irritation.
Right then, he puts down his phone, takes a deep breath to calm his emotions, then says:
"Brother, at a banquet, of course, you eat more of the dish you like, no rule says every dish must only be one piece per person. Go ahead and eat! Don’t bother asking about my share."
Little Picky Eater rejoices imdiately!
It’s slippery and chewy, both Q-bouncy and tender when chewed. It tastes faintly of garlic, mildly spicy, with aromatic spiced side dishes and such...
Eating 6 pieces alone, can’t imagine how delightful that is!
Just as he says this, the wealthy strear beside him takes the mic to say a few words briefly and stretches his chopsticks out to join.
The chewy, tender, slippery fish scale jelly enters the mouth, and the expression instantly turns blank, even the chewing slows down.
Once, twice, thrice...
Accompanied by particularly forceful swallowing, he glances at Little Picky Eater, then at the strears still chattering away, now with eyes like lightning, staring fiercely at the only dish ahead—
Reaching again!
He eats rapidly and fiercely, as if starved for eight generations, and everyone in his stream is dumbfounded!
The fans all know this strear is semi-passively streaming.
They are attracted partly out of curiosity about wealthy lifestyles and partly because the strear is generous, often holding giveaways.
What’s given may not be pricey, but to the average working-class, it’s considered generous.
And now, what did they see?
How is it eating a chilled fish scale jelly can make one’s face twist and features fly!
Is their beloved strear really from a wealthy background?
Could it be for creating a persona?
The screen-filled comnts are in chaos.
Fans keep asking, but the wealthy strear doesn’t even feel like replying or looking.
Is this the taste of 19999?!
Why wasn’t that ntioned sooner!
Could he get a yearly mbership?!
For a mont, he and Little Picky Eater’s chopsticks fly like lightning, eating jubilantly and ssily.
Delicious! How can it be this good!
Three pieces already devoured, rules of a banquet, huh?
He just heard it, he understood.
If nobody else is eating, then eating a few more pieces is no problem!
Thus, exchanging a glance with Little Picky Eater, there’s no tacit understanding, only a contest to grab more.
Oh boy!
When the young strear has gone through the nu, refocusing on the dish in front, only to see the once-full plate of fish scale jelly now left with a few scattered cilantro leaves.
Yet, Little Picky Eater who doesn’t nitpick even grabs the cilantro with chopsticks.
Young strear: ...
He feels that he already worked hard investing a large sum, managing multiple assistants to control the streaming room.
Never expected that others could outdo even in eating! In contrast, he lost a chance to critique or admire!
Could even eat with tears in eyes, then enviously remark: [So this is the life of the wealthy?]
He remains silent for a while, staring intently at Little Picky Eater, while the latter, swallowing the last cilantro, looks slightly embarrassed:
"Well, I have a big appetite and couldn’t resist... Look at my face shape, you know, I’m greedy. I hope everyone understands..."
When he had a V-shaped face before, his appetite wasn’t that large.
But back then, dining at Changleju, the single-person set al portions were quite large.
Too delicious to waste even a bit, just stuffed it down.
Stuffed and stuffed, gradually the appetite grew.
Though only a month or two have passed, upon returning, the long-lost big appetite has returned.
Grabbing this plate of fish scale jelly with the other 4 strears, he ate about 10 pieces, just enough to calm the hunger pangs slightly.
Hence, he can only brave up:
"You said it yourselves, the rules of the banquet, whoever’s hand is faster eats more, right? Well... don’t be discouraged if you didn’t get to eat. This is only the first dish; there’s more deliciousness to co!"
Young strear: ...
He’s not craving the fish scale jelly, just watched the streaming so enthusiastically; a single cold dish could be grabbed quickly, evidently with great coordination, and the persona perfectly maintained.
In contrast, he needs to strive harder!
Checking the ti, it’s precisely just over 3 minutes since the dishes started being served!
plus minutes, many strears haven’t even laid the groundwork yet.
Just then, the server delivers another dish.
[Rose Cacophony] (Chilled Fish Skin Strips)
This is fish skin blanched and sliced, then chilled, decorated with a petite and refreshing rose.
"I get it!" The middle-aged strear, who joined the fish scale jelly grabbing late, sighs:
"This place has good nas, but why bracket afterward?"
Rose Cacophony has so much poetic vibe and class, isn’t it about unresolved matters causing chaotic emotions?
But then making chilled fish skin strips...
Suddenly feels both rustic and ancient, a divided feeling.
But that’s beside the point!
Seeing everyone slightly stunned by his loud complaint,
He quickly spins the plate, swiftly extends chopsticks!
"Crack!"
In the rose cacophony, different pairs of chopsticks are entangled with the fish skin.
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