"This meat is a little undercooked, the flavor hasn't soaked in properly, and that gamey smell clearly hasn't been removed. You need to pay more attention to that."
"Also, did you put quite a lot of seasoning in this stir-fry? Too much seasoning actually affects the food's own flavor and texture. I wouldn't recommend adding so much."
"And this dish..."
The smile Wen Zhixin had barely managed to maintain showed clear signs of crumbling under Chu Yu's relentless nitpicking.
Chu Yu herself suddenly paused, covering her mouth in feigned surprise.
"Sorry, I didn't realize I'd get carried away and say so much. Zhixin, are you still okay?"
Wen Zhixin clung to the last vestiges of her smile and nodded.
"It's fine. Go ahead."
She had only just said she didn't mind the critique. Going back on her word now would be like lifting a rock only to smash her own foot, so she could only swallow her anger.
Chu Yu patted her chest in relief. "Good, then I'll keep going~"
She turned back to the dishes on the table and resumed her sharp critique. "These cucumbers clearly aren't crisp enough. I'd suggest..."
Watching the show from the sidelines, An Ya covered her mouth and chuckled at the scene.
The haters in the livestream: ??
Had Chu Yu gone crazy?
Chapter 14
Chu Yu had no idea what the viewers in the livestream were thinking and continued another round of sharp critiques of the dishes.
Of course, she wasn't deliberately finding fault to vent her anger. She was simply offering suggestions based on her usual standards for food.
Before long, An Ya, who was eating, began to notice something was off.
Every time Chu Yu finished critiquing a dish, An Ya would reach over with her chopsticks and try it.
Then she realized that Chu Yu didn't seem to be talking nonsense. She pinpointed the problems with every dish, and her suggestions were very reasonable.
Gradually, An Ya began to regard Chu Yu more seriously.
Perhaps all of them had underestimated Chu Yu.
"Oh, Zhixin, you haven't eaten yet, have you? Look at me, forgetting all about that. I'll stop talking. Hurry and eat."
Only after finishing her critique of the last dish did Chu Yu look at Wen Zhixin with a hint of apology.
The smile on Wen Zhixin's face had already twisted into something uglier than a crying face. But with the cameras there, she didn't dare show any displeasure and could only grit her teeth and swallow all her anger.
"Yes, thank you for the pointers, Xiao Yu. I'll make sure to correct those things the next time I cook."
With that, Wen Zhixin turned to glance at Wen Tianqi, who hadn't said a word. "Tianqi, hurry and eat too. You must be starving."
Actually, while Chu Yu had been critiquing the dishes, Wen Tianqi hadn't reacted as strongly as Wen Zhixin.
After all, if they hadn't been filming a show, Wen Tianqi, with his rotten habit of being picky about food at home, would certainly have said the same things.
Wen Tianqi sat down at the dining table with his bowl and chopsticks.
With Chu Yu's scathing critique preceding the meal, everything Wen Tianqi ate felt strange. In the end, he only took a few bites of the cold cucumber dish before putting down his bowl and chopsticks.
"Sis, I'm full."
"Okay, go back to your room and rest. I'll wash the dishes later."
Wen Tianqi had stayed up all night yesterday preparing his gift and was indeed a little tired. Without saying anything more, he nodded and went back to his room.
By then, An Yu had finished dinner too. After saying goodbye to his sister, he scampered off.
In the end, only the three older sisters remained in the dining room.
[I'm seriously so done with Chu Yu. She can't cook herself, yet she sits there picking apart someone else's food. How does she have the nerve?]
[Watching that almost made me die of anger. If Chu Yu is so good at finding fault, let's see her cook her own meals!]
[Didn't she say she was cooking tomorrow? I'll be waiting to watch Chu Yu make a fool of herself.]
[Wait, is something wrong with me? Why do I feel like Wen Zhixin is being a green tea bitch and deliberately stirring up trouble?]
Chu Yu's earlier critique had clearly aroused public outrage. Even now, the complaining comments in the livestream hadn't stopped, continually flooding the screen with talk of Chu Yu cooking tomorrow.
"Has everyone finished eating?" An Ya put down her bowl and chopsticks and looked up to ask.
Wen Zhixin was so full of anger that she'd barely eaten. She forced out a smile and nodded. "Yes."
Because she had to watch her figure for the camera, Chu Yu generally didn't eat staple foods or carbs at night. Those few bites of food earlier already counted as her meal.
"I'm pretty much done too. Leave the dishes to An Ya and me."
After being put in her place, Wen Zhixin was in no mood to stir things up any further. She nodded. "Thanks for the effort, then. I'll go back to my room and rest."
With that, Wen Zhixin didn't linger any longer and turned to leave.
Once only Chu Yu and An Ya were left in the dining room, the two began chatting.
"Xiao Yu, tell me honestly, how good are you at cooking? If you really can't manage it, I can help prepare tomorrow's three meals too. Don't stand on ceremony with me."
As she washed the dishes, An Ya quietly asked Chu Yu with concern.
After spending the past two days together, An Ya didn't think Chu Yu was as awful as people online made her out to be.
Instead, Wen Zhixin's repeated attempts to deliberately stir up trouble had made An Ya dislike her somewhat.
So, by now, An Ya was certainly more inclined to take Chu Yu's side.
Sensing An Ya's kindness, Chu Yu gave her a reassuring look. "It's fine. I can cook. And if I really can't manage, my little brother can step in."
Only then did An Ya nod. "Good, then. Let me know if anything comes up."
Within a few minutes, the two sisters had washed all the plates, bowls, and chopsticks as they chatted.
After putting the clean plates, bowls, and chopsticks in the cupboard, Chu Yu and An Ya headed back to their rooms, still laughing and chatting.
By then, it was already the pitch-dark dead of night.
It was just the time when the night owls online began roaming the internet.
In an entertainment gossip chat group.
[I'm a Little Flower Fairy: Girls, did you watch Chu Yu's livestream today? It practically made me die of anger.]