"Bro, do you still have any of that cured pork you sent me last time? We haven't ordered takeout at all lately. We've been having the cafeteria aunties cook for us every day." A Shui's voice came through Zhao Yu's headset.
"Get lost, get lost. I sent you at least ten pounds, didn't I? You finished it all in just a few days?" Zhao Yu said impatiently as he controlled his support to help A Shui set up last hits.
"There are other people besides me, okay? Bao Lan eats less, but I have to fight Ning Wang and Meat Chicken for it." A Shui sounded helpless.
"Then there's none left. What I have left isn't even enough for me."
[Seriously though, is it really that good?]
[No idea, but Shuizi Ge's reaction doesn't look fake.]
[Suddenly kind of want to try it. Streamer, have you considered opening an online store to sell it?]
"Don't even think about it. Making cured pork by herself is already a huge hassle for my mom. If she opened a store, wouldn't she work herself to the ground?" Seeing the curious Bullet Screen comments, Zhao Yu rejected the idea outright.
It had been some time since his last trip back to his hometown, and Zhao Yu had long since resumed his usual streaming routine.
Yuuka, meanwhile, had little time to play with Zhao Yu these past few days because her exams were approaching. She had been busy studying.
But Zhao Yu felt that ever since that day, his status at home had plummeted. Whenever Chen Xiuhua called, it was always to ask about Yuuka.
If Chen Xiuhua hadn't recently sent him some cured pork, Zhao Yu would have started to think his mother had abandoned him.
[Streamer, you could hire more people to make