Transmigrated into a villainous guide who picks up bargains, a useless person is transformed into a

Netizens took to the internet to express their opinions.

[Chicken offal, beef offal—two out of three dishes were garbage. She must be deliberately getting back at us, right?]

[My God, she actually wants us to eat that filthy food from the slums?]

[Um, let me clarify again: slum dwellers are poor, but they're not stupid, and they don't eat this kind of food.]

[Yue, this is disgusting. Just seeing internal organs makes me want to vomit.]

[If you ask me, Lu Weiliang can't even choose ingredients properly. She should just shut down the live stream. What's with the act of pretending to be a chef? Continuing to stream is just humiliating herself.]

[Yeah, I don't think she'll do well. Compared to her, the guy next door's dishes are much more normal—stir-fried tomatoes and strawberries, kiwi dumplings—they sound delicious!]

[I bet 300,000 star coins that Lu Weiliang will definitely suffer a major setback.]

[Ah, she's so beautiful! She even called me family, so sweet.]

[I really can't understand your thought processes. The guide should stay home and manage the sentinels; what's the point of coming out and showing your face in public?]

[Lu Weiliang's thought process is truly indescribable. Aside from "potato," she'd never heard of the others. Did she learn this while feeding pigs on a garbage planet?]

[Guys, I'm going to stake out the place next door. I don't dare turn on the shared odor here; I'm afraid the stench will kill me.]

[Haha, wait for me, you guys up ahead.]

In the public chat, over 90% of the comments were criticizing Lu Weiliang. The high volume of criticism also led to high viewership, and the number of viewers in the live stream had already jumped to 900 million, about to break 1 billion.

Lu Weiliang glanced at the screen in front of her, ignoring the insults. She would show the arrogant interstellar people what it meant to be slapped in the face.

She began to introduce the ingredients in a very open and generous manner.

"The main ingredients for our first dish are chicken liver, chicken heart, chicken kidney, chicken intestines, and chicken gizzard. Now we'll blanch these ingredients, which have been scored, in cold water."

As she deftly placed the chicken giblets into the water, she explained gently and patiently.

"We must be careful here: if you want the chicken giblets to maintain their crisp texture, you must not cook them for too long."

"Also, natural meat often has a slightly fishy smell, so remember to add ginger slices to remove the fishy smell, and if possible, add cooking wine."

Upon hearing this, several people in the room began to whisper among themselves.

The staff who came to the recording site were all carefully selected people who were good at cooking, and they fully agreed with the professional advice on removing fishy smells.

Most tour guides never lift a finger, never even step into the kitchen. They can't even boil water, let alone "remove fishy smells".

This shows that Lu Weiliang has some skill.

The group exchanged a knowing glance, all seeing a hint of amazement in each other's eyes.

Lu Weiliang was unaware that she had already won everyone over with just two words.

She scooped out the chicken giblets and instructed Sha Ling to put them in ice water to cool. The moment Sha Ling appeared, those who had been criticizing Lu Weiliang online suddenly changed their tune and began to envy her.

The words "Who is he?" were spammed all over the public chat.

……

Off-screen, in the conference room of the Central Military Region.

As Xizelu discussed military affairs with other generals from different military regions, two light screens floated in front of him. The left screen displayed an interstellar combat map, while the right screen activated his stealth shield. To others, it appeared as if there was nothing in front of him.

"Commander, is this year's cleanup plan set for the primeval forest?"

He only regained his composure upon hearing his subordinate speak, and slowly shifted his gaze away from the blue figure.

……

on site.

Lu Weiliang didn't have time to check the comments, so she had no idea that the screen was full of people digging up information about Sha Ling.

She deftly picked up the ingredients, announced their names one by one, and then grabbed a spatula to begin her lesson: "Family, next, pour about half a bowl of oil into the pan. Once the oil is hot, pour all these side dishes in at once. Friendly reminder: remember to turn on taste sharing!"

The oil was scalding hot when Lu Weiliang flicked his wrist and poured all the pickled peppers, pickled ginger, garlic slices, small red chilies, and green pepper pieces into the pot.

With a loud "sizzle," a pungent, spicy aroma exploded, making everyone present feel a chill run down their spines and involuntarily swallow hard.

As it was stir-fried, the aroma became increasingly intense, wafting out of the stove and making one's very internal organs itch.

The staff in the front row, who were taking notes, sniffed and leaned forward, whispering among themselves.

"I've seen all these things before, but I never thought of combining them like this! The red and green colors look so appealing, they're making me a little hungry."

"Ah, she smells so good, she's so gentle. If she were my wife, I would gladly give up 200 years of my life."

"Dream on, didn't you see that masked character has no official status?"

And the internet exploded.

[Holy crap, what just attacked my nose? The smell was awful, like a sentry's shroud that hasn't been washed in three years.]

[I've had the sharing function on the whole time. It was spicy at first, but now it smells so good, so oily and fragrant.]

[This looks so appetizing coming from next door. They made stir-fried tomatoes and strawberries over there, but I was out of strawberries, so it looked like a crime scene, all bloody and gooey. This is so much better, and the director is pleasing to the eye too.]

[Seriously, can everyone be a little more objective? It just smells amazing.]

At this moment, Lu Weiliang scooped out a spoonful of fermented soybean paste and sprinkled Sichuan peppercorns into the pot.

Once the hot oil sizzled and turned red, she poured in the drained chicken giblets, which sizzled again, creating a vibrant mix of red, green, and meat colors.

The aroma of sour and spicy sauce mixed with the smell of meat hit the tip of my nose, even more stimulating and pleasant than before.

Is all this oil really healthy? I'm a fitness enthusiast and don't eat greasy food.

[Without a mentor, you wouldn't even live to 30. You have genes for premature death, and you're still complaining about oiling your face? How ridiculous!]

[It's truly amazing! I work at a small restaurant in Budapest and have some expertise in cooking. I'd like to ask if Director Lu Weiliang could take me on as an apprentice? Her method of combining ingredients is simply divine; I'd love to learn.]

[Everyone here is trash; they can't see the underlying logic at all.]

[Speaking from a private account really gives you confidence, huh?]

[Tsk tsk tsk, you still disagree? Didn't you see the official royal accounts are there?]

[Oh my god, brothers, keep arguing! I'm off to buy groceries and cook for my wife. She just announced that whoever cooks this dish first will get to enjoy her company tonight. Hehe, talk to you later.]

[Sigh, what a waste of my cooking skills. Are there any directors who like cat spirits?]

Compared to the lively atmosphere on Lu Weiliang's side, the atmosphere next door was much less vibrant.

Although Bai Jian can cook, it's limited to the whistle-calling courses he took when he was young. Moreover, he hasn't cooked for a long time because he hasn't been favored by his wife, so his skills have become rusty.

He was careful and chose two dishes that were relatively simple and classic dishes from the Imperial cuisine.

With a little care, you can do it just like the imperial chef.

Of course, the dish itself wasn't very tasty.

Bai Jian scoffed, patting his chest and declaring, "Brothers, a director who can't lift a finger can cook? What are you pretending for! She dared to steal my video, I'll ruin her reputation. Please type 'Lu Weiliang ruined reputation' in the chat, thank you."

Next, he ladled the plate of stir-fried tomatoes and strawberries into delicate little dishes and distributed them to the five inspectors one by one.

A cloying, fishy smell wafted over, and the scene fell into a deathly silence.