Lu Yulan was preparing to rise to power the next day.
The nemesis of girls has arrived.
Aunt Flo.
Lu Yulan, who was in excruciating pain in bed, had only one thought.
Why is it that even in interstellar times, girls still experience severe menstrual cramps?
【Host, that's because you've been eating too much seafood lately, okay?】
"Xiaomi~, can't you just stop complaining at a time like this?"
Lu Yulan said pitifully.
I'm just trying to distract you.
"All right."
Lu Yulan also tried to distract herself from thinking about her tearing belly.
"Xiaomi, show me the video data I took on the satellite network."
[Okay, host. As of this morning, you've posted two videos, averaging around 100,000 views, with your likes increasing by about 50,000, and your earnings around 30,000. Honestly, you're a loser. You're truly the dumbest host I've ever mentored.]
You're calling me stupid?
Millet:……
Could this kid's focus be any more unusual?
[The good news is that everyone commenting on your videos likes them, and your videos are steadily gaining popularity. Host, don't be discouraged, keep going!]
Xiaomi comforted Lu Yulan again.
Helpless, Lu Yulan rolled her eyes.
She wasn't discouraged at all, okay?
Who can earn 30,000 yuan a day? Are there any winners in life?
With over 300 days a year, she can earn ten million.
Although she's still a ways off from tax revenue, who says she'll stop here?
Lu Yulan scrolled through the comments below the video.
This was her habit when she was a food blogger; it allowed her to see what the audience liked and make it easier for her to cater to their preferences.
Although the colors were varied and many comments were negative, there were also some genuine ones.
[The blogger's videos are so beautiful, I want to decorate my home like that too.]
[Another example of something you can look at but not eat.]
[Thumbs up, cheers, and applause!]
There's actually a die-hard anime fanatic with the ID "I am Dad" who tipped himself twice.
Half of Lu Yulan's income came from his tips.
However, he wasn't talkative; he just silently cheered himself on.
Lu Yulan's videos became popular because of his donations.
Lu Yulan kept an eye on him silently.
Other suggestions included having Lu Yulan open a virtual restaurant on the StarNet or granting her access to her five senses.
However, these are all simulations, and Lu Yulan still hopes to open her own shop directly.
However, some things are still needed to open a shop.
I don't have enough ingredients right now, and the support from the Star Trek users isn't enough either.
Now, opening a shop only requires a blanket.
Most importantly, she hasn't found any meat she can eat.
Protein is the key.
Lu Yulan opened her private messages and saw that a netizen had asked her if she wanted to sell seafood, and that the price was negotiable.
Of course I'll sell it.
Even a tiny mosquito is still meat.
She's a poor woman now.
So I replied to him.
"Honey, the seafood was purchased. Which kind do you need?"
Perhaps because it was her first time doing business, Lu Yulan forgot about the pain and happily asked Xiaomi to send her the 3D photos.
Liu An waited all day for Lu Yulan's reply. Although his son didn't say he was in a hurry, Liu An didn't want to disappoint him.
Upon seeing Lu Yulan's reply, he immediately responded.
[An: My child loves the blogger's seafood porridge. I'd like two servings of the same ingredients, thank you.]
"Okay, please wait a moment."
I never expected the business deal to be done so easily.
Lu Yulan directly packed up a shell, along with about a pound of seashells, and showed the video to Liu An.
"Are these okay?"
[An: Okay, thank you blogger. How much is it? I'll transfer it to you.]
Lu Yulan: ...
How much? That is the question.
"Honey, you're our first customer, just give us what you think is worth; these things aren't expensive."
Lu Yulan didn't want to set a price. She was afraid that if she set too much or too little, she would scare away customers. Seeing that the other party was so polite, she figured they wouldn't rip her off. She could decide on future prices based on the other party's price.
This was the first time Liu An had encountered a blogger like this, who wasn't asking for an exorbitant price but instead offered him a choice.
Liu An is not short of money; he works in the maintenance and operation of the StarNet system.
[An: Then let's calculate it according to the price of local specialties, 500 interstellar coins per pound. I'll give you 10,000 of these, what do you think?]
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