Welcome to the live stream of Wishing You Prosperity 1

The package arrived, but the broadcasting equipment inside was nothing like what Wen Jiu had imagined. There were no complicated tripods, ring lights, microphones, or any of that paraphernalia. Instead, there was only a small, bee-shaped robot resting in the box, accompanied by an instruction manual.

Wen Jiu picked up the manual first, only then realizing that technology had advanced to the point where complex equipment was unnecessary for streaming; that tiny robot in the box could handle everything. She took it out and began to fiddle with it, but since neither she nor Qiao Shishi had ever live-streamed before, they spent ages fumbling around without figuring out how to turn it on.

"Help! Why doesn't this robot even have a power switch?" Wen Jiu was sweating profusely, deeply aware of just how out of touch she was with the current era. Qiao Shishi was no better; although she had plenty of household robots at home, she had never encountered this type.

Wen Jiu kept brushing her fingers over the bee-bot until she felt a circular groove on the back of its wings.

"Biometric data confirmed."

The little robot fluttered its wings, its antennae began to twitch, and the tips of those antennae flickered with light. At the same time, Wen Jiu's Smart Ring chimed twice. She tapped her interface and saw a new icon of a little bee floating there. Clicking it popped up a fresh menu.

Following the on-screen prompts, Wen Jiu entered her information and configured the broadcast settings. It took some time, but she finally understood how the device worked. It was actually quite convenient; one simply turned on the "Little Bee" and linked it to the Smart Ring to access its features. It included automatic focusing, intelligent lighting, beauty filters, and voice modulation. Wen Jiu decided she didn't need the beauty filters—she was streaming food, not her face—so when she saw an option to use an overlay to hide her identity, she decisively drew a picture to cover her face. She also activated the voice modulator, as her own voice sounded far too childish for her liking.

With everything set, Wen Jiu was satisfied. She set the Little Bee aside, and she and Qiao Shishi began preparing the ingredients for the day.

One man's trash is another man's treasure. The instructor who had tried to make things difficult for her clearly thought these ingredients were the worst of the worst, but Wen Jiu felt differently. She lifted the vegetable basket to see several spiny fish, a pile of white radishes, and a handful of what looked like weeds.

Wen Jiu took out the weeds and her eyes curved into a smile. These were wild chrysanthemums! Once dried, they could be used to brew tea. Chrysanthemum tea was excellent for protecting the liver, improving eyesight, and clearing heat and toxins. It could even help with dry hair and mouth ulcers.

Seeing Wen Jiu’s joyful expression, Qiao Shishi leaned in curiously. "What is this yellow flower? Is it edible?"

Having spent only a short time with Wen Jiu, Qiao Shishi had already become a fan. She thought Wen Jiu was incredible—she could turn any ingredient into a delicious meal. Seeing the bundle of weeds covered in little flowers, she couldn't help but ask.

"Theoretically, yes, but it’s better dried and brewed as tea," Wen Jiu said, plucking the bright yellow blossoms one by one into a small basket, planning to take them back to her dormitory after the shift. Beyond tea, she thought she could save some to use later; once she found a few more medicinal herbs, she could refine them into pills. The effect of pills made with dried chrysanthemums would be far superior to just steeping them in water.

After processing the chrysanthemums, she kept the stems and leaves, which were also quite useful. Qiao Shishi watched as Wen Jiu meticulously handled everything, then turned her attention to the spiny fish on the cutting board. The sharp spines had been removed beforehand. Wen Jiu examined them closely and confirmed that these "spiny fish" were simply overgrown crucian carp with extra spikes.

She thought for a moment and reached for her knife, but then realized—she had rented the equipment, so she had to start the stream. Putting the knife down, she opened her Smart Ring interface to study the streaming process. Thankfully, it wasn't difficult; she had registered her account the day before, so she just needed to go live and let the Little Bee handle the filming.

However, she needed a title for her stream. Wen Jiu racked her brain. It had to be eye-catching to draw viewers in. For the sake of making money, she needed a punchy title. After a moment, she took a deep breath and slowly typed onto the screen.

...

Chris was an ordinary citizen from the mid-level planet Wuhe. He loved watching food streams during his meals. That day, he opened the "Bika Live" app and began browsing the food category for a streamer to suit his palate.

The food section was a mixed bag. While there were a few top-tier streamers like "Old Zhu" who could actually cook real food, most were just making a mess of things. To a glutton like Chris, their "culinary skills" were an insult to the word. Unfortunately, spots for the top streamers' tastings were impossible to snag, so Chris often scoured the new streamers, hoping to strike gold.

While searching, he noticed a stream title that stood out among the usual "Ancient Earth Tomato Scrambled Eggs," "Huaxia-style Bitter Potato Shreds," and "Various Ways to Eat Screaming Duck."

[Men are silent, women are in tears—even the neighbors' kids are drooling after seeing this!]

What were they looking at that made them drool? That was way too exaggerated... But the sheer absurdity of the title piqued Chris's curiosity.

He clicked on the stream, and his curiosity was instantly doused.

*Ugh.* Where did this person from a slum planet come from, trying to change their fate through streaming? Look at that kitchen, blackened by smoke, those clearly cheap utensils, and... what was that huge, weeping cat head covering the streamer's face???

Chris had seen plenty of streams and knew many hosts used overlays to hide their faces, but others usually used the system's default avatars or cute virtual characters. That massive, sobbing cat head was a genuine shock. Furthermore, the host seemed completely inexperienced, not even noticing that a viewer had entered the room.

Chris squinted. The streamer was petite and wearing an apron that didn't fit her frame. He fell into deep thought for a moment before tapping his screen to send a message.

[Chris Wants Five Bowls: Is the streamer a child laborer forced to sell sob stories? I can help you contact the Federal Bureau of Juvenile Protection.]