I made my fortune by livestreaming in ancient times.

The freshly cooked snail rice noodles instantly knocked out a group of people.

"Ptooey! What is this stuff? It smells even worse than a toilet!"

Zhu Luo scoffed: "Don't you know how delicious this is? No wonder, you've been living in the mountains all your lives, you don't even know what's going on in the market."

Someone exclaimed in surprise: "You mean ordinary people like to eat shit these days?"

"Stop!" Zhu Luo crossed his arms. "The match has started. If this happens again, I will automatically win."

The man pursed his lips, but the others were not convinced.

"It smells awful. Who would eat this stuff, right, Fatty?"

The fat woman muttered to herself, but she had been starving for days and had no oil in her stomach. The spicy oil floating on the snail rice noodles was irresistibly tempting.

You're saying this is edible?

Zhu Luo raised an eyebrow: "Of course, I can eat several bowls in one go!"

It's really sad to think about, but she's turned this into something to brag about.

"Then I'll eat it!" The fat man swallowed hard. "But this is..."

He pointed to the dark, lumpy substance that Banxia had just fished out of the oil.

Zhu Luo explained, "This is stinky tofu. Don't tell me you've never tried this before?"

Everyone covered their noses and shook their heads repeatedly.

"Do people down the mountain like this kind of thing?"

"It's all because of war, right? Only people would eat this kind of shit... food."

Zhu Luo corrected, "You're wrong again. This is a delicious product made by fermenting tofu using a special process. It smells a bit pungent, but it tastes incredibly delicious. Try it if you don't believe me."

Some people have already tried it and exclaimed that it was exciting and addictive.

He kept eating, one bite after another, and kept urging Banxia to hurry up and fry it.

One-Eyed Dragon remained cautious: "Miss Shen's taste is quite peculiar. I hope you won't try any tricks; swords are merciless."

Zhu Luo sneered: "What tricks can a weak woman like me have? Even if I wanted to escape, I wouldn't know where to go. Don't worry, boss. Businessmen always value integrity. If your people beat me, they'll have a way to survive."

One-Eyed Dragon looked around. There were only a few people left in Iron Wolf Stronghold. Staying here would surely mean certain death, but going to the capital might allow him to seek protection from a powerful figure.

He walked up to the fat man and said, "I beat her."

The fat man patted his chest and belly: "Leave it to me, I'll eat her alive!"

As the music ended, Zhu Luo appeared on the screen, brimming with energy.

"Welcome to Luo Luo's live stream, watch Luo Luo's live stream..."

The screen was filled with comments like, "Enjoy delicious food from around the world!"

The bandits who were poised to attack were completely dumbfounded.

This girl must be crazy, why is she talking and laughing at the stone wall?

Zhu Luo turned to the side, showing the camera to the bandits behind him: "These are the contestants participating in today's competition and their families and friends."

Someone was taken aback, and subconsciously stuck out a finger and shook it, but was immediately pressed down by their companion.

"What's wrong with me? Didn't the boss say that there is righteousness in the martial arts world, and everyone praises it? They are not even afraid of death, so what's wrong with me saying hello?"

The comments section was filled with laughter.

[And the after-sales service from Tielangzhai is hilarious.]

[For the newbies, let me explain: The male protagonist killed the leader of Iron Wolf Stronghold and led his men to wipe out the entire stronghold. That's about all the bandits left.]

I really want to skip to the hero-saves-the-damsel-in-distress scene! I don't want to see a dirty-looking man!

I'd like to see what's so special about this competitive eater.

After the "guests" were introduced, Zhu Luo went to the makeshift competition table, which was already covered with food.

"First, let me explain the rules of the competition. The bandit's representative is Fatty, and mine is me. The winner is the one who finishes eating the food in front of each person within the allotted time. The winner will receive a one-day trip to the capital city scenic area, while the loser will stay here and will have no further role in the story."

The bandits started whispering among themselves behind him.

What are Beijing scenic spots?

"It probably means we can go to the capital."

"Then why is it a day trip? Are we just staying for one day?"

Everyone shook their heads, lost in confusion.

One-Eyed Dragon narrowed his eyes. He wasn't very confident about the escape route left by the leader, but it was better than staying in this wretched place.

One netizen succinctly summarized it: "It just means the winner continues filming, while the loser wraps up tonight."

Once caught by the imperial troops, it's game over.

Lolo gave a thumbs up: "You're so smart. Let me introduce today's ingredients. Snail rice noodles are a familiar dish, and we also have freshly fried stinky tofu. The guys here like hamburgers, so we added those too."

“There are two drink options,” Zhu Luo turned around and asked, “Would you like some alcohol or milk tea, chubby guy?”

Everyone said in unison, "Wine! How can we eat meat without wine?"

The fat man nodded: "I'll drink!"

Zhu Luo smiled and said, "Okay, then prepare it for me. I'll have milk tea."

The mirror shimmered slightly, and Zhu Luo had two bottles of wine taken out of the box.

"Thank you for the generous donation, brother! These are all precious items from 82. May you live a long and healthy life!"

Since someone provided the funds for the event, I won't worry about the tipping.

Xiao Mingyan's lips curled up: "Hmph, then it would be a turtle."

Cang Xu, standing to the side, was taken aback: "Your Highness, what turtle?"

Xiao Mingyan's face darkened: "Lead the way properly, what's wrong with your ears?"

Cang Xu was even more puzzled. He was known as having a thousand-mile hearing, and he certainly hadn't misheard.

However, he still followed the direction indicated by the prince and led the way.

He couldn't help but be curious when the topic of guiding people came up.

Look at what the prince is pulling down from the trees along the way; could it be that someone has marked it?

Is she an imposter Shen Zhuluo?

The fat man was still complaining, "Two bottles aren't enough, they're gone in just two sips."

"Drink as much as you want." Zhu Luo gritted her teeth, knowing someone else would pay.

"That's good, when do we start?" The fat man was eager to try.

Zhu Luo pulled out a booklet from behind him: "Don't rush, just eating is too boring. Let's play something more interesting. During the competition, we will ask each person a question. If you can't answer it, you will get an extra hamburger. You can only continue the competition after you finish eating."

The fat man's eyes lit up: "No problem, I'll eat as much as you give me."

The one-eyed man frowned and reminded him, "Answer the question properly!"

To be honest, he absolutely couldn't finish this whole table of food.

The little girl's ideas were getting more and more fancy, and an ominous premonition rose in his heart.

"Got it, boss!" the fat man replied hastily. Faced with food, the hungry wolf was almost unable to resist.

"Alright, let's not delay, let's start the competition." Zhu Luo tossed the booklet to Banxia.

Banxia, ​​trembling, took the booklet and opened it: "Then... I'll start asking questions."

While Zhu Luo explained the rules, she was completely bewildered and full of doubt about whether she could still leave the cave alive.

But when she opened the booklet, she almost burst out laughing.

"That question is for you."

The fat man, who had already swallowed a hamburger, said, "Speak."

Who is afraid of the sun?

The fat man was stunned.

The comments section was filled with correct answers.

The "think tank" behind the fat man analyzed: "I think it's Erniu. That kid has sores on his head, and he screams in pain when the sun shines on them."

One viewer commented in the live chat: "This looks like folliculitis."

The fat man looked up at Banxia, ​​who gave the answer: "It's a snowman."

"Ah!" The group exclaimed, stamping their feet in dismay. "How come we didn't think of this!"

A plate of hamburgers was placed in front of the fat man, who devoured it in no time without saying a word.

At the same time, he greedily drank most of a bottle of red wine.

The screen displayed the message: "[This is for entertainment purposes only. Do not imitate.]"

"Hiccup... Good wine!"

His companions looked at him with envy and kept asking, "What does it taste like? Don't drink it all, leave some for the brothers."

The fat man wouldn't listen to a word. He'd lost weight from hunger these past few days. No, ever since he became a bandit, he'd been living on the edge, sometimes full and sometimes hungry, and always on edge. He'd never eaten so comfortably as he did today. And to be honest, the strange smell of snail rice noodles was actually quite delicious. He'd be happy to die right here.