Chapter 404 Zambian Fisherman
Chapter 404 Zambian Fisherman
Ma Youyou cradled the soup bowl in her hands and looked inside, confirming that besides noodles and chopped green onions, no other ingredients were visible.
The soup base, tinged with a pale brown, appeared very clean, sprinkled with flecks of golden fat contrasting against the vibrant green onions.
Ma Youyou lifted a small bunch of noodles with her chopsticks.
Compared to the thicker noodles of ramen and pulled noodles, the noodles used in the clear soup were only thick as millimeters to better absorb the soup, hanging neatly from the chopsticks, silky and smooth like the hair of a young girl.
And the best way to enjoy such noodles was by slurping them.
Ma Youyou opened her mouth, enveloped the bunch of noodles without biting through, and continued to inhale, thus the remaining noodles made a slurping noise as she sucked them into her mouth.
The smoothness of the clear soup noodles reached its climax at that moment!@@@@
Upon entry, her first sensation was a rich flavor!
The broth, made from the Windwalker Suburban Wolf Bone, compared to regular pork bone soup, had a wilder flavor, leaving a very strong first impression and even slightly exceeding the typical clear soup category.
Fortunately, several types of Chinese herbs added afterward started to take effect, balancing the wild nature of the wolf bone soup with their calming and neutral qualities.
Moreover, the intense aroma of the wolf bone soup also masked the bitter taste of those herbs.
This resulted in a broth that was intensely flavorful yet full of herbal freshness—an incredible soup base.
Initially, Ma Youyou tried to discern how many different herbs were blended into the soup base, but soon, she couldn't stop herself from slurping continuously, taking turns with Ma Lu, each slurping the noodles from their bowls.
Unknowingly, they finished a bowl of noodles and even found the soup so addictive they drank every last drop.
After finishing, she felt a warm and comforting sensation throughout her body, as if she had just had an excellent massage.
"Does this noodle have any special effects?" Ma Youyou asked, setting down her bowl.
"Oh, the Disease-Clearing Soup Noodles can eliminate and prevent infectious diseases, and the effect can last about two weeks," Ma Lu replied.
"Oh, it must be for dealing with the flu, I remember now, the restaurant serves this dish each time there's an outbreak of seasonal diseases."
The hostess, dressed in a high-slit cheongsam, had just introduced Angie and the Zambian Fisherman, and she clearly knew what the audience in front of the screen really wanted to see.
Thus, she didn't waste words and replayed the Zambian Fisherman's video with 10 million views again. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire
Remember, that was just the view count of one video. After the issue fermented, various media platforms covered it massively, and the heat of the matter even surpassed the upcoming New Year's Eve concert.
At this moment, the livestream's online viewership had already surged to 5 million, setting a new record for the platform and continuing to rise at a visibly rapid pace.
He Xiaoqian brought over some chairs, asking everyone to sit down.
Although she wasn't a hardcore fan of love&five, she had heard their well-known songs, watched their concert, and even met Angie in person backstage with Ma Lu, so naturally, she stood by Angie's side in this affair and could not help but worry for her.
Although He Xiaoqian did not understand the professional content in the Zambian Fisherman's video, she could feel that the current situation was highly unfavorable for Angie.
The ratio of supportive to mocking and sarcastic comments in the livestream was initially fifty-fifty, but now the naysayers' voices had grown distinctly louder, almost flooding the top of the screen with accusations of lip-syncing.
And Angie seemed deeply hurt by those comments, her pretty face turning deathly pale, almost devoid of color, she bit her lips tightly, her eyes misting up.
She looked like a delicate flower in the midst of a storm, seemingly about to be torn apart by the swirling vortex of public opinion.
It became almost unbearable for He Xiaoqian to keep watching.
But then she heard Ma Lu next to her remark, "She's a master, tsk tsk tsk, a top idol is indeed a top idol, has seen big waves, she should be able to get through this crisis smoothly even without our help.
"Of course, since I've already intervened, it's now slaughter time..." Ma Lu snapped his fingers.
After speaking, he turned to look at He Xiaoqian, "Xiaoqian, are you still streaming? Now would be a precious learning opportunity."
"Me? I've stopped streaming a long time ago," He Xiaoqian said, "I feel I might be more suited to offline work, the pace online is too fast, and I don't understand all the slang."
"Then it's a pity, you missed the wind of this era," Ma Lu casually said.
"No worries, I'm quite content as it is now. Boss, you keep giving me bonuses, and bought a coffee machine just to teach me how to make coffee. If possible, I'd like to stay at Universe Infinite Canteen forever."
He Xiaoqian's voice grew fainter and fainter, the last phrase almost inaudible, lost in the noise of the livestream.
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