I made my fortune by livestreaming in ancient times.

The live stream started, and among the dozens of viewers, only a few die-hard fans sent light sticks.

But this doesn't affect the lightning-fast screen refresh rate.

[Lolo, is that you? Did I enter the wrong live stream?]

Zhu Luo looked in the mirror, gave her signature wink, and the dimples at the corners of her lips bloomed like flowers, adding a touch of liveliness to her beauty: "Of course!"

[It's Lolo! Is this a movie shoot?]

[Yeah, he's covered in dirt and grime, it's so realistic, where can you find someone so disheveled?]

The soldier next to Zhu Luo looked around curiously: "Divine Doctor, what are you looking at? Who are you talking to?"

They were all quite young, some even looking like teenagers, their innocent and youthful faces dulled by the cruelty of war.

Zhu Luo joked, "He's talking to the little angels. Go check how the rice noodles are cooking."

The boys stared wide-eyed at the sky in astonishment, thinking that the miracle doctor was amazing, able to see things they couldn't.

Turning to the camera, Zhu Luo said, "My little angels, they're about to start filming and can't take off their makeup. This is a rare opportunity for me. I used to eat alone, which was so boring. Today I'm sharing with everyone to see if communal meals are even more delicious."

Wait, Lolo, why are they calling you a miracle doctor?!

Zhu Luo laughed and said, "This is all scripted. I can't expect everyone to call me the anchor."

A breeze swept by, carrying the familiar scent of herbs.

Someone stopped beside her, and a cool, dismissive voice came from above: "Jewelry, is that Miss Shen's nickname?"

As luck would have it, Xiao Mingyan interrupted the conversation with everyone.

Zhu Luo, quick-witted, turned around and hurriedly stepped back a meter away: "Greetings, Your Highness. Your Highness is too kind. I don't have a proper nickname. By the way, the rice noodles should be almost cooked."

After saying that, she quickly ran away.

He probably mistook the anchor for jewelry.

It's not appropriate to explain these modern words now.

She'll figure out how to communicate after this vote is won.

Xiao Mingyan stroked his chin, his gaze sweeping across the air before returning to the girl's back.

He beckoned, and Cang Xu stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting, "Your Highness."

"Has the person arrived yet?"

Cang Xu: "The person has been settled in the inn. You will be able to see him in two days."

Xiao Mingyan sneered and withdrew his gaze: "Hmph, Miss Su, we'll see who you really are then. Let's go, go repay the favor."

Cang Xu responded and followed.

The viewers in the live stream kept bombarding Zhu Luo with questions.

[Lolo, who was that handsome guy just now? Which celebrity is he? My god, I've never seen anyone so handsome before, he must be a chosen one from ancient times!]

[Yeah, just that profile view and I'm completely smitten, Lolo, give me all the information about this handsome guy right now, immediately!]

[And that handsome guy next to me is my type, so demure and reserved, definitely the abstinent type. Lolo, that's not fair! Why did you run off after only a few words!]

The messages from fans on the public chat demanding a farewell to Xiao Mingyan and Cang Xu were practically sparking fire.

Zhu Luo flatly refused: "Family, he is a star, and I am just a small-time actress. I can't afford to hire such a big shot."

The fans wouldn't give up.

How many orders do we need to place to get this handsome guy on camera? Just one look!

Zhu Luo started making her own plans.

If Xiao Mingyan knew that exposing his face more would sell more snail rice noodles, would he beat her to death?

"Let's see how it goes. For now, let's go eat from the communal pot!"

In the square, several large stoves were simultaneously emitting thick smoke, and steaming hot rice noodles were soaked in boiling broth, each strand white, tender, and smooth.

The cook asked curiously, "Miracle doctor, is this noodle? It's so chewy, I can't break it."

Zhu Luo explained, "These are rice noodles, made by pounding rice into a paste and pressing it. They come in dry and wet varieties; the dry ones are easier to carry and have a longer shelf life."

The cook sighed, "It's similar to making rice cakes, but rice is just too expensive; we can't afford it."

Suddenly, someone spat out, "What is this? It stinks!"

“But I think it’s delicious and flavorful,” another person snatched the bag from his hand and poured it into their mouth. “It’s salty and flavorful. With just this one bag, I could run all the way to the capital.”

Everyone burst into laughter.

Zhu Luo explained, "This is pickled bamboo shoots. Pickled bamboo shoots are made by soaking and fermenting fresh bamboo shoots. They have a strong flavor, but they are very nutritious. They have a unique flavor when eaten with rice noodles."

Pairs of eager eyes turned to the large pot, and bowls in their hands clattered loudly.

The cooks were efficient, distributing the rice noodles fairly to everyone, even the women and children in the village received a bowl.

Everyone just squatted down on the spot, or simply stood and slurped up the soup.

The person who could handle spicy food was wiping away sweat and gasping for breath.

A simple bowl of noodles warmed the stomach and brought a little comfort to people in the midst of war.

The number of viewers in front of the screen has visibly increased.

The fact that mukbang videos can be made into short films has piqued everyone's curiosity.

Seeing the screen full of "actors" engrossed in slurping noodles, enjoying their meal, my mouth inexplicably started to water.

My finger couldn't resist pressing the order button.

Nana was incredibly busy backstage: "We only have 100,000 packs left in stock, so act fast if you want them!"

Zhu Luo breathed a sigh of relief and clenched her fist to cheer herself up.

She succeeded in her live stream.

However, she always felt a chill behind her, which made her look back from time to time.

"Miss Su, aren't you going to eat?"

When she turned around again, a magnified face suddenly appeared in front of her.

Dark circles under her eyes resembled two deep, black vortexes, swirling silently before her eyes, as if trying to attract and devour her entire being and soul.

Xiao Mingyan's lips curled up slightly. "If you're not going to eat, then let's settle the bill."