Her Food Livestream Broke the Galaxy

Chapter 717: Chapter 736: I Give You, You Give Me

For barbecue, heat control is the hardest thing to master.

But with Master Chef Jiang Qiuqiu here, her control over the fire stones was second to none.

Streaky pork belly, with its perfect ratio of fat and lean meat, was placed on the grill. The white, fatty parts sizzled under the high heat, rendering out oil. Some of it dripped onto the fire stones, spattering them with black dots and releasing plumes of fragrant smoke.

"Whoa, it’s starting to smell amazing!"

The slices of meat slowly curled up. The finely textured lean parts gradually lost their pinkish hue, turning a light brown.

"Flip it, quick! It’s going to burn if you don’t!"

There are two ways to enjoy grilled pork belly. The first is fully cooked, making it a little firm, but the inside remains soft and juicy when you bite into it. Paired with dipping sauce and lettuce, it creates the ultimate culinary experience.

The second method is a bit more unusual, but some people like it. You grill the pork belly until it’s extremely browned and caramelized, but not burnt. This gives it a texture like a potato chip—very hard, but if you chew on it for a while, it has its own unique flavor.

She demonstrated both methods. The first one was fine; everyone could manage it.

But the second was a different story. You had to watch it constantly, and the tipping point was hard to find. One moment of carelessness and it would be burnt to a crisp.

Take Mei Lin’s, for example. She flipped it a second too late, and the meat was charred black.

She let out a soft "Ah!" and quickly lifted the skewer. "It actually burned!" The look she gave the meat was like someone staring at a bankrupt company.

This behavior didn’t quite match her title of ’The Federation’s Number One Socialite.’

It made the few younger girls nearby stare at her in secret.

Jiang Qiuqiu had crossed paths with her a few times, so she had some understanding of her personality. Mei Lin wasn’t a "young miss" in the traditional sense; she was a little proud and straightforward, and at times, surprisingly bold.

Seeing this, Jiang Jiang, who was next to Mei Lin, immediately pulled a piece of meat off his own skewer to trade with her. "Miss, let me eat the burnt one."

"No trade!" Mei Lin glanced at him. "I grilled it, so I’ll eat it."

"Later, I’ll give you the best piece I make, and you can give me the best piece you make."

Jiang Jiang was rejected, but he lowered his head, the corners of his lips turning up in what seemed to be a smile. He quickly went back to grilling his own pork belly skewers.

Jiang Qiuqiu glanced from Mei Lin to the quiet, plainly dressed man beside her, a man as gentle as still water. A thought suddenly struck her... ’They really do complement each other.’

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They ate as they grilled.

Unable to wait for the second batch of skewers to finish, the group of six grabbed some stools and sat down at a small table. Jiang Qiuqiu took some drinks out of the refrigerator.

There weren’t many soft drinks, though there was alcohol. But this was a school.

Although drinking wasn’t forbidden for students, Jiang Qiuqiu still felt that having a beer-and-barbecue party felt a bit odd.

As they ate, they enjoyed trading pieces from their skewers, which had all been grilled by different people, to sample the different flavors. Everything was quite good.

The savory, slightly spicy meat, the warm sunshine, and a sip of chilled watermelon juice—the feeling could be summed up in one word: bliss!

People always found it easier to let their guard down when enjoying good food.

Plus, Mei Lin didn’t put on any airs, so the two groups slowly started chatting.

Meng Chun was curious about the finance department’s curriculum. Mei Lin had been diligently attending her classes recently, so she confidently started talking about what she’d been learning.

"Oh, oh, I think I’m starting to get it now that you’ve explained it."

"Really? Then you’re pretty smart." Mei Lin took a bite of pork belly. "It took me a few days to learn that."

"It’s because you explain it so clearly," Meng Chun, who was gentle and skilled at conversation, complimented her.

Normally, the topic would have ended there.

However, after hearing Meng Chun’s sincere compliment, Mei Lin’s face broke into a smile. "I think so too. I’m good at simplifying complex things."

Meng Chun: ...