After chatting with the instructor from Federation University, Jiang Qiuqiu called Meimei.
"Sister Mingmei?" It was a little noisy on the other end.
"Hold on, Iām heading to my office." The sound of clacking footsteps came through, and then Meimeiās side went quiet. "Qiuqiu, whatās up?"
"Sister Mingmei, didnāt you mention yesterday that you wanted to talk about the second PK match today?"
"Oh, right, that. Didnāt you have your re-examination for Federation University? I was planning on calling you tonight. Judging by your voice, the re-examination must have gone well?"
"Yeah, I passed!"
"Qiuqiu, thatās amazing!" Meimei was genuinely happy for Jiang Qiuqiu.
Returning to campus and experiencing a full school life is a very important part of oneās life.
With the exam out of the way, the conversation turned to the second PK match.
"The PK competition is now in its later stages, with one match per day. Tomorrow, log into the backend at 7 oāclock sharp. The system will randomly match you with an opponent. Just start streaming like you normally do."
During the PK broadcast, the streaming companyās smart system would automatically record various data from both streams. This included, but was not limited to, the number of online viewers, active fans, voters, and the foodās approval rating. Based on these factors, a winning streamer would be selected by vote to advance to the next round.
"Got it."
After hanging up with Meimei, Jiang Qiuqiu opened Taotao Fresh.
āItās been a while since Iāve opened this website. Come to think of it, I havenāt streamed in almost half a month. If I donāt pick up a spatula and a kitchen knife soon, my hands are going to feel rusty.ā
āWhat should I cook tomorrow...ā
Her gaze swept over the dazzling array of ingredients from the Agricultural College. Suddenly, she spotted tofu.
The shop that used to sell soybeans was actually selling tofu now. Jiang Qiuqiu clicked on it curiously to take a lookā
āWhoa.ā
āPreviously, this shop only sold soybeans, and its monthly sales couldnāt even reach three digits. I have no idea when they started listing tofu, but its monthly sales are over 100 million?ā
Looking at the comments in the purchase section, she realized the "100 million+" was only because the shop was often sold out; people wanted to buy more but couldnāt.
[Trash shop owner! Canāt you make more?! Iām going crazy! I canāt even buy 100 pounds?!]
[Damn it, shop owner! Why didnāt you set a purchase limit from the start?! WAHHH, someone snatched up a ton on launch day? How much did you even have in stock? Without a limit, we wonāt even get to taste the dregs!]
Jiang Qiuqiu glanced at a few comments. She felt like all these IDs were unusually familiar...
āI feel like Iāve seen them often in my fan circle or in the bullet comments.ā
āTheyāre always saying something like...ā
"Whenever Qiuqiu says āGood luck, everyone!ā, Iām always part of the āno luckā crowd."
āAre unlucky people just unlucky no matter what? They canāt even successfully buy tofu?ā
Besides the complaints from those who couldnāt get any, there were also people who had succeeded, showing off their purchases in the review section.
People might not know how to make their own chili oil, but they followed Jiang Qiuqiuās videos to make tofu soup, boil tofu with meat, or just do a simple stir-fry, and everything looked incredibly tempting.
Without much hesitation, Jiang Qiuqiu decided what to make for tomorrowās PK match: Mapo Tofu.
A dish from Sichuan cuisine, Mapo Tofu combined silky smooth tofu with a spicy and numbing flavor. Just thinking about it was enough to whet oneās appetite.
After making her decision, Jiang Qiuqiu placed a large order at the tofu shop.
What she didnāt know was that the moment she placed that order, Jiang Jiujiuās foodie fan circle erupted.
[URGENT URGENT URGENT! Juju placed an order at my shop!]
[Donāt ask who I am, Iām the tofu shop owner!]
[Juju is making a comeback!]
Immediately, the replies below were just: ???
[For real?]