Having thoroughly absorbed the marinade, the roe deer was placed by Su Shu onto a custom-made iron rack over an open fire, fueled by pine and cypress branches she had specifically collected.
The fire burned lazily, and Su Shu sprinkled layer upon layer of spices onto the already golden, glistening roe deer. The spices combined with the tender meat, embedding densely into the crosshatch incisions she had carved into it.
The translucent oils seeping out from above gathered slowly, sliding down drop by drop with every turn Su Shu made—
Occasionally falling onto the flames, triggering a small burst of sparks with a sharp crackle.
With that crackling sound, the roasted roe deer gave off an even richer, more lingering aroma.
Zongcai Dianxia couldn’t help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.
Glaning at her, Su Shu handed over the job of turning the roasting rack.
Bearing the envious gazes of the other two, Zongcai Dianxia felt both excited and aggrieved deep down—
Yingyingying, under the glare of four other glowing green eyeballs, it was truly hard for her to resist stealing a bite on the job…
Meanwhile, Su Shu set up a separate fire and brought out the prepared blood curd.
She hadn’t personally prepared roe deer offal before transmigrating, so although she had considered using offal to make a spicy blood bowl earlier, she ultimately decided to settle for a spicy-and-sour blood curd soup instead.
Spicy-and-sour blood curd soup didn’t actually require much high-level technique: chop the scallions, ginger, garlic, and millet chili peppers into small pieces, throw them into the pot, and stir-fry in oil. Once the fragrant aroma was released, slice the prepared blood curd into small cubes, toss them in, and stir-fry. Afterward, add water and scallions, bring to a rolling boil over high heat, then turn down to low heat—
Cover with a lid to simmer until the flavors seeped in.
Su Shu executed this sequence of movements with smooth fluidity. The spicy aroma released from stir-frying the spices pervaded the entire stream room—
—Wuuu wuuu wuuu, smells so good!!
—This, this! This feels even tastier than roasted meat!
—This is a famous Sichuan dish I read about in books!!
—My hands are clumsy and I can’t cook, wondering if there’s any available…
—So spicy! I think it looks delicious, but I feel like my stomach might not handle it, hey!
—A timid question: is there any spicy-and-sour blood curd soup-flavored nutrient fluid available?
—User above???
—My hands are clumsy and I don’t know how to make it QAQ
Taking advantage of the time while the soup simmered, Su Shu went over to brush another layer of chili powder and cumin onto the roasted roe deer…
The crowd in the stream room was practically crying from cravings QAQ
—I’m going to report her, she’s abusing us in the stream room, wuuu wuuu
—I noticed Big Boss Huashuo’s cooking, well…
—It goes completely against the nutritional guidelines in current interstellar standards…
—Heavy salt and heavy oil…
—Yet so damn delicious!
After brushing the final layer of spices onto the roasted roe deer, Su Shu had Shiguang Buyu Qianqiu move it off the direct fire, letting the heat merely singe it gently.
The blood curd soup on the other side was also ready to come off the heat. Su Shu lifted the lid, revealing the square cubes of blood curd tumbling alongside chopped millet chilis in the fiery red broth. Taking some fragrant vinegar, Su Shu poured it directly into the pot—
The sour and spicy notes neutralized within the bubbling broth, giving rise to a wonderful aroma—
As the spicy-and-sour scent drifted through the air, everyone in the stream room couldn’t help salivating uncontrollably—
—Wuuu wuuu, spicy-and-sour is the ultimate match for rice!
Lifting a ladleful of soup, Su Shu blew on it twice and took a sip—
As her throat swallowed, everyone held their breath, awaiting her verdict.
Looking at the eager eyes of Shiguang Buyu Qianqiu and the others, Su Shu smacked her lips, then said: “Sure enough, to make proper spicy-and-sour blood curd soup, sun-dried vinegar is still a must.”
Before transmigrating, Su Shu had gone on a business trip to City C in Sichuan Province and eaten Yanbang cuisine, where sun-dried vinegar was widely popular. Compared to vinegar from other provinces, sun-dried vinegar possessed a thicker, more viscous texture, along with a subtle bitterness that people from other provinces weren’t used to—
Yet when used in rich, heavy Yanbang dishes, it was precisely the perfect fit.
Vinegars from other provinces were fine, but when added to heavy, numbingly spicy dishes, some felt a bit too bland.
Su Shu felt a slight tinge of regret, but still swiftly poured the entire pot of blood curd soup into a large bowl.
The roasted roe deer remained hot. Su Shu washed her dagger, pulled three two-layer bento boxes out of her bag, and began slicing the meat.
The roe deer had crispy skin and tender meat. With a single cut, Su Shu peeled back the skin; after a crisp crunch, steam billowed up from the juicy, glistening meat—
In just a few quick motions, she carved enough to fill over half of all three boxes, then added a generous ladle of spicy-and-sour blood curd soup to the second layer of each box.
Then, with a single slice, Su Shu chopped off a roe deer leg and handed it to Zongcai Dianxia: “Ready to eat!”
With trembling hands, Zongcai Dianxia took it and took a big bite—
Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside, leaving a lingering fragrance in her mouth—
Chewing ravenously, she cried out: “Wuuu wuuu… so delicious!!!”
The eyes of the remaining two turned completely green with envy!
Su Shu smiled, slicing off the other two legs for Shiguang Buyu Qianqiu and Wuyou respectively.
The three buried their heads and ate ravenously, taking a sip of soup every now and then.
—The soup was a bit too spicy for the three, so the stream audience watched as they cried tears, howling about how spicy it was while frantically stuffing their mouths, exclaiming “so good.”
The stream audience watching the mukbang: “…”
—Wuuu wuuu, I really want to eat too.
—Why am I not the chosen one?
—Mrs. Huashuo, if I send you money, will you give me a bite of meat?
—Wuuu wuuu, I really want to eat it so badly.
—Tourist EvenTearsTasteLikeCola gifted Streamer Huashuo 999 Roses!
—Tourist NulijianfeiMuxiaojiu gifted Streamer Huashuo 88 Drumsticks!
…
—NulijianfeiMuxiaojiu: I spent real money, Mrs.!! I gave you drumsticks, can you give me a roe deer bone to gnaw on?!
—Huashuo: Sure.
—Livestream System: Streamer Huashuo sent a homemade bento box to Tourist NulijianfeiMuxiaojiu via custom gift transfer.
—Livestream System: Streamer Huashuo sent a homemade bento box to Tourist WeileOuzhuanmengGailedeming via system lucky draw.
—Livestream System: Streamer Huashuo sent a homemade bento box to Tourist YigePangzhi via system lucky draw.
—Livestream System: Prizes have been dispatched, please check your mailbox.
…
The stream room went completely wild.
Meanwhile, with prizes in hand, the three lucky winners smiled and watched the mad rush.
—You foolish humans, hahahahahahaha I have food now!!
Su Shu: -.-
Life, whether handled via custom transfers or random draws, always needed a few pleasant surprises.
Before the bullet chat froze from high traffic, Su Shu swiftly closed the stream, sitting down to enjoy the fruits of her own labor -.-
Su Shu ate until she was comfortably half-full, while the other three ate until they were stuffed, supporting each other as they limped out of the dungeon.
Outside the dungeon, the moon already hung high in the sky. Su Shu checked the time, converted the gifts received from her stream over the past two days into Alliance credits, placed an order online for some natural ingredients, and then logged off to rest.
The academy had sent her a message today: sophomore outings in the Culinary Department were scheduled as joint excursions to an uninhabited planet alongside junior seniors from the Mecha Department. The Mecha Department went to fight monsters, while the Culinary Department went to explore new ingredients and get thrown around by monsters. Unluckily, they ran into a rare, once-in-a-century spatial particle storm, making it impossible for either department to return on time, delaying things until now.
Students interning on the field earned course credits like normal classes, but as someone who had just transferred departments…
Su Shu could only register for an elective first to make up her required credits for this period.
Otherwise, if she failed the mid-term assessment, her financial aid scholarship for the second half of the academic year would fly out the window.
Lying in bed, Su Shu rubbed her brow and selected her elective course before falling asleep.
Su Shu chose the Mecha Department.
After registering in the library’s course selection system, the librarian handed her a stack of Mecha Department books and…
A large pack of emergency medical supplies.
Su Shu: “…”
The librarian cast a glance at her: “You’ll find it useful.”
Su Shu remained silent, offered a “thank you” to the librarian, turned around, and left.
Just as she stepped out of the library entrance, she ran head-on into an approaching figure…
Mu Qing.
Su Shu: “…”
…Imperial University Library had ten entrances, and they could still run into each other like this?
Blame it on playing the game too intensely recently, causing her to forget about this female protagonist of the original story.
However, this no longer had anything to do with her. With an expressionless face, Su Shu treated her as invisible and walked right past Mu Qing—
She had no grudges or enmity with Mu Qing, nor had Mu Qing begun plotting against the original host yet.
A stranger walking a completely different path wasn’t worth wasting her facial expressions on.
Yet Mu Qing stepped in front to stop her: “You clearly have so much talent, why go to the Culinary Department to bury yourself?”
Holding books in one hand and carrying the emergency kit in the other, Su Shu lacked a third hand to slap away the female protagonist’s hand.
So she took a step back, her cool gaze falling upon Mu Qing’s face as she spoke in a deeply amused tone: “Why does the department beauty always refuse to let go of me? Imperial University’s main campus has over eighty-six thousand people… individuals with higher talent and better grades than me are everywhere…”
“This habit of putting your hands on me every time you see me…” Su Shu’s gaze turned disgust-filled: “Could it be that you have some strange ideas about me?”
Mu Qing: “…”
She abruptly yanked back the hand holding Su Shu, her expression shifting rapidly.
Mu Qing’s eyes landed on the books in Su Shu’s hands.
Her face suddenly softened again, and she forcefully grabbed Su Shu’s arm: “You haven’t given up, have you?”
Su Shu: “…”
Given up on what? Given up on medical treatment?
Su Shu was genuinely losing her patience.
Dropping the emergency kit in her hand cleanly onto the ground, she reversed her grip, seized Mu Qing’s wrist, and twisted it backward—
Mu Qing’s face turned pale in an instant, unable to stop an “Ah!” from escaping her lips.
Su Shu remained completely indifferent, increasing the pressure on her wrist instead.
Pitying the fair sex?
Non-existent.
The people nearby already felt the atmosphere between the two was strange; now that Su Shu suddenly acted, onlookers put down whatever they were doing to watch—
After all, Mu Qing was a prominent figure with a influential background; if they offered a bit of help, leaving a good impression would be worthwhile.
Striking with a single blow, Su Shu saw that Mu Qing was in too much pain to resist, so she released her grip and picked her emergency kit back up.
Su Shu said: “You and I have never had much of a relationship, nor am I worth you repeatedly badgering me, Student Mu Qing.”
“Poor as I am, I am not…” Su Shu paused, adopting an expression of righteous dignity, “I am not someone who is easy or casual either!”
Mu Qing: “…”
Su Shu had delivered a painful hit, leaving Mu Qing speechless from the pain.
The gazes of the surrounding crowd…
Became somewhat subtle as well.
Su Shu: -.-
Maintaining that posture of righteous dignity, Su Shu was just about to walk away—
When a male voice called out from behind her.
“What happened here? Why are there so many people?”
Su Shu’s body froze.
Because of her past profession, she was exceptionally keen regarding human voices—
Su Shu could swear she had never heard this voice since transmigrating.
Yet…
This voice sounded unnervingly familiar, as though cutting through the air, traveling through her ear canals, landing straight in her brain, and branding itself into her heart.
Su Shu’s hands began to tremble uncontrollably.
Quickly noticing this condition, Su Shu: “…”
Fuck!
Did the original host have Parkinson’s?!