Three-Hundred-Jin Peppa

---I swallowed.

---Just looking at that color makes me hungry.

---Day 10086 of wanting to be An'an's friend.

---Why does cooking look so easy and wonderful when I watch the streamer do it, but when it's my turn, I nearly blow up the kitchen?

---Hehe, last time I cooked in the kitchen, I managed to scare my mom.

---Actually, not knowing how to cook is great. That way, after you get married, you don't have to cook for your husband. Take me, for example.

An Zhiwu served two small bowls of rice and gave one to Xia Qian.

Then she sat down at the table and started eating.

As she ate, she answered her viewers' questions.

Xia Qian sipped the pork rib soup and couldn't help praising it. "It's so delicious! How long has it been since I had a piping-hot, freshly made soup like this? If I weren't trying to keep my figure, I think I could eat a whole pot."

The viewers in the livestream heard Xia Qian's voice.

They all left messages in the public chat.

---I want to see the streamer's friend on camera.

---I want to see the beauty.

---I want to see the owner of the mansion.

---Boohoo, I really want a mansion like this, with a friend like An'an who can cook in it.

---Is An'an's friend as pretty as An'an?

An Zhiwu looked at the comments and smiled. "She really is pretty, but it might not be very convenient for her to appear on camera..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Xia Qian making faces at her from the side.

An Zhiwu asked her with a look: What's up?

Xia Qian mouthed: I can do it.

Having received that answer,

An Zhiwu said to the livestream, "Since everyone wants to see the owner of the mansion so badly, and I have her permission, I'll turn the camera toward her now."

By the time the camera turned toward Xia Qian, she had quickly cleared away the bones from the ribs she'd eaten.

She was sipping a small spoonful of soup.

"Hello, everyone! I'm the streamer's friend~"

---Wow, wow, wow, this pretty lady is gorgeous.

---Sure enough, beauties usually only hang out with other beauties.

---Rich and beautiful. Jealousy is making my cell walls separate from their membranes.

---I want a rich friend like that too~

---Wait, why does she look so familiar?

---I think she looks familiar too. I can't remember where I've seen her. Is she an entertainer?

---Isn't she a fashion blogger called "Qianqianzi"?

---Yes, yes! No wonder she looked familiar. I saw an outfit she shared a few days ago.

---Wow, my favorite mukbang streamer and my favorite blogger are together!

Before long, the number of viewers in the livestream rose to over 20,000.

Neither An Zhiwu nor Xia Qian had expected that result, and they were both a little surprised.

Thanks to Xia Qian joining her, An Zhiwu's livestream reached its highest popularity ever.

They chatted with the viewers until nine before ending the stream.

After the stream, she and Xia Qian added each other on WeChat, and An Zhiwu prepared to go home.

"Zhiwu, it's late. How about I give you a ride?"

An Zhiwu couldn't possibly let a client drive her, so she quickly declined. "No need. It's very close to where I live. I'll just take a taxi."

"All right, then. Be careful on your way home, and send me a WeChat message when you get there."

An Zhiwu booked a car on a ride-hailing app.

Then she walked to the entrance of the residential complex to wait for it.

It was past nine at night, and all the streetlights around the complex were on.

An Zhiwu stood there, scrolling through Little Green Book out of boredom.

When she happened to look up, she saw a silver BMW drive into the complex.

Why does that car look so much like Song Yihe's?

Could Song Yihe live in this complex too?

Are doctors that rich now?

Maybe she'd seen it wrong. After all, there were probably plenty of cars of the same model~

After An Zhiwu got home, she took a hot shower.

When she came out, she saw that Xia Qian had transferred her 1,000 yuan on WeChat, along with a message: [It's too late today, so don't rush to edit the photos. I'm in no hurry~]

Normally, when taking on video editing or photo retouching jobs like this, she would send the finished product to the client, who would pay once satisfied.

At the very least, the client would pay a deposit first, then pay the balance once satisfied.

She hadn't expected Xia Qian to transfer her the money so quickly.

This client.

She was someone worth getting along with~

After replying to Xia Qian's message, An Zhiwu opened the message Shen Songqing had sent her: [How was your part-time job today? Was he handsome? Did sparks fly?]

An Zhiwu rolled her eyes.

An Zhiwu: [It was a gorgeous woman.]

Shen Songqing: [Oh, what a pity. But today, I suddenly had an idea.]

An Zhiwu suddenly had a bad feeling.

An Zhiwu: [Speak.]

Shen Songqing: [I think you should change your livestream name. You shouldn't call yourself Three-Hundred-Jin An'an.]

An Zhiwu: [?]

Shen Songqing: [You should change your name to "Three-Hundred-Jin Peppa," since you're a pig.]

An Zhiwu: [Goodbye to you, honored madam.]

Then she turned off her phone screen.

An Zhiwu first imported the photos and videos from her camera onto her computer.

Then she prepared to retouch the photos.

WeChat chimed again.

It was probably that fellow Shen Songqing again.

An Zhiwu opened WeChat irritably. The message was from An Zhiheng: [Sis, are you there?]

When An Zhiwu saw the message, she jolted.

When a younger brother who usually only called you by name suddenly called you sis, it was definitely nothing good.

An Zhiwu: [No.]

An Zhiheng: [...]

An Zhiheng: [Do you have money to spare lately? Lend me 20,000 yuan. I want to buy a new computer. The one at home lags too much.]

An Zhiwu: [No.]

An Zhiheng: [How about I pay you back as soon as I finish my tournament next month?]

An Zhiwu: [Not happening.]

An Zhiheng: [In one month, I'll pay you back 30,000!]

An Zhiwu: [Deal!! Write me an IOU first!]

An Zhiheng: [...]

By the time An Zhiheng finished writing the IOU, pressed his fingerprint onto it, and sent her a photo,

Ten minutes had passed.

An Zhiwu transferred 20,000 yuan to him.

Although she and An Zhiheng didn't get along, they were still siblings born of the same mother. An Zhiheng competed in esports for a living, and had earned a few hundred thousand yuan from it.

He had then invested the money he earned in a small tech company. The company was still in its early stages and was basically spending money rather than bringing it in.

As a result, in his parents' eyes, An Zhiheng was an idle layabout who did nothing but play games all day.

In fact, An Zhiwu was grateful to An Zhiheng. Their father was a sailor who was away year-round, and Mother An had raised the two of them alone.

Later, they had both gone away to university at the same time, leaving Mother An alone at home.

Now that she wasn't living at home, fortunately An Zhiheng was there to keep Mother An company.

Though Mother An complained about him every day, at least she was no longer alone.