All Stars Are My Food Fans

The next day, today may be the first day when the horn of counterattack is sounded. As Jiang Qiuqiu's editor, Mingmei sent a message to greet her.

Don't be nervous--

I'm not nervous.

Well, although he is a large-scale anchor, his fan composition is relatively complicated, and he is not a complete food blogger. Although you can't surpass him in the number of fans—

But the stickiness of fans is beyond imagination.

Sister Mingmei, don't worry, it's all trivial matters. We're just touching on cooking, and we're not going to fight meleely. You have to have confidence in me.

Okay, I have confidence in you. Mingmei sighed, I'm still not calm, you are just like Xiao Qian, very calm.

Haha, I have confidence in my cooking skills, and Xiao Qian always has confidence in his mouth. Sister Mingmei, just settle down, we will not lose.

Her self-confidence infected Bright, but——

Did something happen yesterday? You seem a little happy.

Nothing happened, but a small staged goal was achieved.

What small goal?

Um...secret!

It's a little unclear whether it is the happiness brought by meeting the standard or just a few words, so I won't say it.

Seeing that Jiang Qiuqiu didn't want to say anything, Mingmei stopped asking, and instead asked about tonight's menu, What are you going to do tonight?

My menu, our first anchor has already selected it for me.

Are you going to make a pumpkin?

That's right.

Not only the menu this time, but also next time, next time, Henry Wang has chosen it for her.

After all, only when the same thing is placed in front of people can people tell the difference at the fastest speed, right?

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That night.

The live broadcast starts on time.

Jiang Qiuqiu adjusted the camera robot and greeted everyone with a smile: Welcome to my gourmet live broadcast room, I'm Jiang Jiuchou, what we're going to do today is a sweet meal.

【sweet! Is it sweet again! small cake? ! 】

It's not cake, it's pumpkin pie.

The camera robot captured the camera with Jiang Qiuqiu's gesture, and took a close-up of the big pumpkin on the table.

【……this thing? sweet? 】

[I ate it once in a restaurant, and it was slightly sweet, but when making cakes—]

To be honest, no one has ever eaten a cake made of this stuff, so there are a lot of people talking about it.

Jiang Qiuqiu smiled, took out a kitchen knife, and quickly peeled off the skin of the pumpkin. Soon, the orange-yellow inside of the pumpkin was exposed.

After processing several pumpkins, there is a faint fruit and vegetable fragrance in the air.

Jiang Qiuqiu picked up the kitchen knife, We will steam the pumpkin into pumpkin puree later, because the steamer in my kitchen is relatively large, and we don't need to cut it into too small pieces.

If you have fans making this dish at home, you can cut the pumpkin into smaller pieces, which will make it easier to cook.

[Chiu Chiu really thinks too much, who would do it at home. 】

[Upstairs is wrong, who doesn't want to do it at home, it should be changed to who can do it at home. 】

[The upstairs is wrong again, who can't cook at home? It should be changed to who can make this taste at home. 】

【…】

It seems that everyone is not very confident in their cooking skills. Jiang Qiuqiu put the pumpkin into the steamer while talking.

[How to be confident about something that has never been seen before. 】

【+1】

【+2】

【+10000001】

This sentence was quickly echoed by everyone. During the chat, Jiang Qiuqiu had already turned on the fire, and soon, the slightly stiff pumpkin would turn into a sweet and soft pumpkin puree.