The Marshal’s Wife is Wild

Chapter 36: Chapter 35 No Partners, The Host Is Married Chapter 36: Chapter 35 No Partners, The Host Is Married Some were looking forward to the next restock and video tutorials:

[Will the host have more tomorrow?]

[Host, when will you livestream a food preparation tutorial?]

[Host, I saw several new varieties in the pictures, will they also be listed for sale in the future?]

[Does the host have his own farm? Can you list more items? It’s impossible to snatch any.]

Xiang Bin picked a few symbolic questions to answer:

[New products will be released every other day at irregular times, and special circumstances will be announced in advance.]

[Currently, the production is limited, but inventory will increase later on.]

[New varieties will be gradually listed once they mature.]

That night, after finishing his daily classes and live combat training, Xu An just got out of the shower and grabbed the towel off the chairback for a rough rub, too lazy to blow it dry.

He remembered that his sister had messaged him during the day to tell him that the fruits and vegetables store had opened, but he was too busy with a full day of classes to help; he’d only seen Xiang Bin using an administrator account to help list the products during his lunch break.

So, he turned on his optical brain to check it out.

As soon as he entered the store, a continuous stream of order notifications startled him, making his hand twitch.

Seeing that nearly 200,000 Star Coins had been added to his account, he stood up from his chair at once.

“Bang!”

“Hiss～”

Inattentively, he bumped his head on the edge of the bed and exclaimed in pain.

He Zhou, who was already lying down diagonally across, sat up with concern and asked, “Xu An, what happened?”

“No, it’s nothing.” Xu An replied while rubbing his forehead.

Seeing the surprised joy on Xu An’s face, He Zhou casually asked, “Did something good happen?”

“You could say that,” Xu An admitted, but did not plan to share the details.

“Then congratulations,” He Zhou sincerely said.

“Thanks.”

The light from the optical brain illuminated Xu An’s face, accentuating the joy he couldn’t hide.

Earning 190,000 in a day was more than he could make in a year before.

He used to team up with others to take on mercenary missions during holidays, working for a month or two at most and earning up to 50,000 Star Coins, if not less.

Some relatively safe missions didn’t even pay out ten thousand.

He knew that cultivating Energy Plants was challenging and required high costs, but Energy Plants, as one of the most profitable industries in Interstellar society, certainly made more money than he could easily.

Even if he earned tens of thousands a day, it would be a substantial fortune by the end of the month.

His sister entrusted such an important task to him, and he felt a warmth in his chest.

His sister hated being bothered, and he would definitely help her manage the store well.

Xu An took some time to carefully check the orders, making sure none were missed or undelivered.

He also activated the comment section’s filtering feature, blocking out the minority of negative remarks, and blacklisted a few particularly critical accounts that were obviously looking for trouble.

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Qu Tong remained calm about the grand opening, where all the goods were snatched up in less than three seconds.

Xiang Bin, on the other hand, was so excited that his hands trembled, his eyes wide with disbelief as he stared at the optical brain.

Subscribers to the store had suddenly increased by several hundred thousand.

“Thanks for your help, please wrap everything up and send it to the logistics point. We’ll buy a couple of robots to help later,” Qu Tong said as she got up and patted the still dazed Xiang Bin on the shoulder with a smile.

“No trouble at all! No trouble!” Xiang Bin came to his senses, quickly waving his hand.

After Xiang Bin spent the afternoon sending off the Energy Plants, it was already evening.

Qu Tong glanced at the recent profits harvested from Wen You, her major patron, and decided to act immediately. She and Xiang Bin picked out the robots together.

Based on Xiang Bin’s suggestion, they selected a packing robot and two planting robots.

Qu Tong thought of the messages on her account requesting tutorials and decided to make a midnight snack to treat herself well that night.

So she opened her live stream room.

As soon as Wen You heard that Qu Tong was going to make something delicious, her eyes sparkled with excitement, and she eagerly helped Qu Tong prepare the ingredients.

Qu Tong entered the kitchen, and the live broadcast sphere flew into the air, automatically capturing the ideal angle.

The broadcast was still faceless, with a pair of fair and slender hands skillfully handling the ingredients on camera.

“Lonely nights call for sinful delicacies—long time no see, everyone.”

The sweet voice came through the live broadcast lens without any loss of authenticity.

Suddenly, a large audience flooded into the live room, with both comments and gift effects flying!

[Ahhh! Finally, the wait for the host is over!]

[Host, what are you planning to cook today? “Licking screen” “Looking forward”]

[Host, doesn’t your conscience hurt? Equal hatred for everyone who posts delicious food at night.]

[Haha, just managed to get a shot of the host’s Energy Fruits and Vegetables, we’ve called our parents to prepare to learn.]

[Show-off above, I wish you gain ten pounds.]

[The host’s voice is so nice to listen to, say more, I love it.]

[Can the host play the piano? Those hands really, really fit my aesthetic.]

[Hearing this voice and seeing these hands, the host must be a beauty.]

[How old is our little sister? Do you have a partner yet?]

During a lull as the oil heated up, Qu Tong glanced at the live broadcast screen and noticed that the comments had gone completely off-topic.

In response to the enthusiastic netizens, Qu Tong sparingly replied:

“I’m preparing to teach everyone two home-cooked dishes targeting the fruits and vegetables listed in the store; there’s not much skill to them, and they can’t compare to a professional chef.”

“Piano, yes, I know some.”

“No partner, I’m married, oh.”

A few simple responses set off another frenzy of comments:

[Judging by the voice, the host seems young, yet married so early.]

[So envious of the host’s spouse.]

[When will the host get divorced? Remember to let me know, I’m available.]

[Roll away! All you thirsty guys above!]

[The host actually replied to me, indeed with such beautiful hands you should play the piano.]

[If only the host would show her face.]

[Host, start today’s sinful delicacies already; I can’t wait.]

[Even though I can’t taste it.]

Wen You and Xiang Bin opened their light computers in the living room and entered the live room first.

Since Qu Tong’s live broadcast room had only been active for one session, it had only become popular within a small circle.

With the addition of today’s store selling the gimmick of Energy Fruit, the follower count had already reached over a million.

Qu Tong was somewhat satisfied with this rate of gaining followers.

At 8 PM Main Star time, most people were still awake, and those following Qu Tong received notifications.

Qu Tong only demonstrated a few ways to cook bok choy.

Lotus Leaf Bok Choy, Garlic Vermicelli Bok Choy, Stuffed Bok Choy.

What won out was Qu Tong’s exquisite preparation and usual pickiness when it came to taste.

The followers drooled while watching, and the waiting Wen You was becoming anxious in the background.

The live broadcast lasted for about two hours, and by the end of it, the number of followers had more than doubled.

Qu Tong, looking at the active comments and astonishing rate of new followers, marveled at the netizens’ enthusiasm for food.

Even in the era of widespread Nutrient Solution in the Interstellar age, humans found it hard to resist the aroma of food.

Perhaps this was also because of the special effects Energy Plants had compared to spiritual power.

As soon as Qu Tong ended the live broadcast, Wen You eagerly stepped forward to help carry the dishes to the dining table in the living room.

Ever since Wen You came to stay with Qu Tong, she rarely drank Nutrient Solution anymore.

It’s just a pity that Sister Tong had her own ideas and wouldn’t let her nurture one.

Alas―