I made my fortune by livestreaming in ancient times.

“This guy is really smart. A competitive eater is all about who can eat the most.” Zhu Luo nodded affirmatively.

She and Banxia had been allowed to stand up and speak, and the two carefully tidied each other up.

I'm about to appear on camera, so I can't look too unkempt.

Tonight, Lolo's live stream will have a live stream task as scheduled.

As originally planned, the live stream was to teach the ancients how to make bread, continuing the momentum from yesterday's Mid-Autumn Festival, in order to deepen everyone's impression of the Chen Ji brand.

During the day, she had already had Nana register the trademark.

But reality dealt her a blow.

The bread-making was impossible, and my life was in danger.

But who is she? A time traveler handpicked by the Bureau of Time Travel, she certainly has some special abilities.

Without much thought, she came up with the idea of ​​a competitive eater.

The goal is to both broadcast live and escape, depending on whether someone can cooperate.

The indicator light in the corner of the mirror flashed, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, she wasn't a lone hero.

"Hahaha, instead of competing to see who can eat more, why not just wash your neck clean and cut it clean? Everyone here can outeat you, you little yellow-haired girl."

Zhu Luo frowned.

She had never dyed her hair, and Bai Jiaojiao laughed at her for being unsophisticated.

Someone actually mocked her prized black hair. Whether that meant it or not, she just couldn't stand hearing those words.

"Then this guy will go. Does anyone have any objections?"

The bandits looked at each other in bewilderment, then burst into laughter.

"Little girl, he's the biggest eater here. He can finish a whole sheep in one meal. You'd better not regret it."

Judging by her physique, that fat guy is definitely two or three times as strong as her, so he has potential.

Someone pointed out, "The problem is, what are you going to eat? There are still a few steamed buns in the warehouse, they've been sitting there for days, and they still smell pretty bad."

After he said that, everyone fell silent.

Wouldn't it be a waste to have no food?

Zhu Luo seized the opportunity and said with a smile, "Since I came up with the idea, I will naturally provide the food."

The one-eyed man's gaze darkened: "Miss Shen also brought food? Is it in the carriage?"

"Of course not, it's in your tunnels."

The bandits were both surprised and delighted: "Huh?"

They were happy that they wouldn't have to go hungry anymore, but worried about their safety – had they been discovered?

“Don’t worry, we didn’t know you were here before, so we just stored some food here,” Zhu Luo said, gesturing as he looked at the map the mirror had sent him. “There’s an entrance with four ancient pine trees halfway up the mountain, so we left it there.”

"Isn't that not far from here..."

The one-eyed man was skeptical: "Miss Shen, are you serious?"

The mirror gave a positive answer: the modern express delivery had delivered the goods safely.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, go find it yourself. The faster you go, the sooner you can leave here, right?"

With their lives at stake, One-Eyed Dragon arranged for a few men to go and move the ingredients.

"Why would Miss Shen hide food here?" One-Eyed Dragon couldn't understand.

"It's simple. I'm a businessman. I've been having a run of bad luck, so I need to keep some money on hand for emergencies, right?"

One-Eyed Dragon sneered, "Trying to profit from rare goods, what a shrewd businessman."

Who doesn't want to live for themselves?

One way to lower the enemy's guard is to make them feel that you are one of their own.

The one-eyed man stopped asking questions and went to instruct his men to arrange the venue.

Zhu Luo had tidied herself up. She still looked lively and cute in the mirror, but there were scratches from the corner of her eye to her cheek, probably from being scratched by a tree branch.

No problem, she quietly traced the outline, creating a willow leaf-shaped eye makeup.

Nana contacted me right on time: "Lolo, why did you change the content today? Why didn't you rehearse beforehand? I'm so nervous. A big eater, competing against bandit actors, is this going to work?"

Zhu Luo laughed and said, "If even Sister Nana finds it incredible, then this show must be very attractive."

"It's really exciting, isn't it? My goodness, the environment here is really... special, the decoration is so old-fashioned, the film crew can find anywhere."

“That’s not true,” Zhu Luo thought of something, “Today’s guest is a bit unique, and Sister Nana is good at using mute and mosaic.”

After several days of live streaming, Nana has become quite adept at handling the situation: "Don't worry, I'll keep things under control. The decorations are getting more and more creepy. I'm really looking forward to the hero rescuing the damsel in distress scene. I've already teased it."

"Don't worry, I know the secrets of data traffic."

Zhu Luo secretly prayed that the data traffic password wouldn't miss her hint.

Less than fifteen minutes later, the bandits returned carrying several large boxes.

The joy is beyond words.

"The boss has plenty of food! Enough to feed us for a year."

"Bullshit, I don't want to stay for a year."

The group shoved and jostled as they placed the items, finding it even more exhilarating than murder or arson.

Some people also complained: "It's a problem where to put these ingredients. If we put them near the outhouse, I'm afraid they'll smell inside."

Zhu Luo looked at the mirror, but the mirror started spinning around again, ignoring her questioning gaze.

I really don't know if this little thing did it on purpose or if it was just a positioning error.

"It smells so good! What is this? It's bigger than a steamed bun, and there's meat in the middle. Hmm... it's still warm!"

"Hey, don't steal any food! Wait for the boss to give the order."

Zhu Luo explained, "This is called a hamburger. It has two buns with meat in between. I just brought it up the mountain with my men not long ago, so it's still warm."

The one who stole the food had already finished one, and after eating it, he exclaimed, "I dare say, even the emperor himself may not have eaten anything this delicious."

Zhu Luo secretly praised him for his good taste: "Take everything out of the box. While we're at it, I'll explain the competition rules to you."

"There are rules about eating?"

"Of course, Mencius said, 'Eat coarse food until you are full, have enough to live in, be in a good mood, and have a good will.' The former tells us not to overeat, while the latter means that we should maintain elegant speech and behavior and not speak or make noise while eating."

"Because of the competition, the former can be ignored, but I still hope that everyone can abide by the latter. My father is the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites. Even if I lose the result, I only hope that the family tradition and morality I uphold will not bring shame to the Shen family because of me."

A gang of desperate thugs, if left unchecked, who knows how outrageous they would be on camera.

No matter how capable Nana is, she can't guard against everything.

Everyone was stunned.

Having lived in the mountains for so long, this is the first time I've been lectured by a little girl about how to eat properly.

The one-eyed dragon's tiny eye was already mesmerized by the food, so he did whatever the little girl said.

“Alright, let’s do as Miss Shen says. During the competition later, whoever breaks the rules will be punished by not getting any food.”

A chorus of "Yes!" echoed all around.

The fat man stepped forward: "Then what shall we compete in? Eating this... hamburger? These things are so small, I can finish this whole box by myself."

There are 50 in one box.

Zhu Luo waved his hand: "No, no, this kind of competition is too unpressured. If we're going to compete, it should be a little exciting."

In the live stream, the opening music started playing, and the number of viewers displayed in the upper right corner had reached 10,000.

There's nothing new about competitive eating, but the title "Dancing with Wolves" is quite interesting.

As we all know, in the short drama, Xiao Mingyan has a Canglang Army under his command. Could the wolves here refer to him?