() The audition for the Big Eater King has been going on for two days. Various good eaters in the capital, with various purposes in mind, passed many levels.

Qian Jinzui's various types of pasta and snacks, including pancakes, fried dough sticks, etc., are consumed extremely quickly. Every moment, the steamed buns in the kitchen are counted by the pound.

Such popular activities have invisibly boosted the economic development of the capital, and even people's needs such as grain and flour have increased a lot as a result.

Thanks to Qian Jin Zui's intensive preparations, the current huge number of participants has been reduced from about 100,000 to more than 1,000.

But even so, Butler Chu, who took charge of the overall situation, was not happy at all.

"What, you said there are 1,000 more people?"

"Do you think His Majesty the Emperor is here to review the troops?"

Chu Yi slapped the table with both hands and angrily questioned Li Degui, the wealthy shopkeeper. Shopkeeper Li, who was originally trying to get an explanation for an event that cost 200,000 gold coins, suddenly became speechless.

"Hey, you are all masters. If you can't make money, we will settle the score later in the year!"

Chu Yi sneered in his heart: "I know you are short-sighted. Even if the advertising fee is hundreds of thousands, let alone millions, you will still do it. Anyway, the wool comes from the sheep, and in the end it only takes seconds to make money back."

Li Degui gritted his teeth, his heart trembled, and he immediately said: "Butler Jin, whatever you say, I will do it! As long as you give me a plan, it will be absolutely no problem even if they become one person!"

"Okay, if that's the case, then let me reduce the number of 1,000 people!" Chu Yi held out five fingers without hesitation: "Let me tell you, Shopkeeper Li, I need at most 50 people for tomorrow's game."

"Choose 1 out of 20!" Li Degui was secretly surprised.

Chu nodded: "If there are too many people, people's attention will be distracted. The publicity effect of our activities will not be obvious."

Li Degui asked again: "Then what criteria will be used to eliminate the remaining people?"

"Aren't the remaining people very edible?"

Chu glanced at him with a sinister smile: "Simple, divide into groups, 30 steamed buns per person, one cup of tea time, those who finish first will be promoted, those who can't finish will be eliminated!"

"Damn it, who can eat 30 steamed buns in one cup of tea except a starving man?" Li Degui thought to himself, but he still accepted this deceptive suggestion.

Chu Yi continued to remind: "And today is the last day of the audition. We must finish everything before sunset."

Li Degui sighed: "Hey, I finally don't have to worry about spending money anymore. Compared with the gold coins spent on auditions these days, the final 1,000 gold coin bonus is just drizzle, and I feel nothing at all."

Chu Chuyi frowned and touched her chin thoughtfully: "However, after you reminded me like this, I feel like I have spent money like water during this period."

"Steward Jin, you finally realized it. What should we do? Should we reduce the 30 steamed buns to 10?" Li Degui was moved to tears.

"Shopkeeper Li, you are too petty. How can you save money? If you want to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, I have many ways to make money!" Chu Yi glanced at the other party with disdain, dipped his fingers in water, and gestured on the table casually.

"My idea is to give a shout-out to the big businessmen in the capital and tell them that we, Qian Jinzui, want to sell advertising space on the field, especially where His Majesty the Emperor and the great nobles are facing each other."

Chu Yi said to Li Degui in a bewitching tone: "Just tell them, do you want your products and delicacies to be used by the palace?

Do you want to make your store a noble store?

No problem, tomorrow’s Big Eater event is the best time to promote your products.

This opportunity is not lost and will never come back again. Only the most outstanding merchants want to cooperate with us.

The only criterion for judging whether it is a good deal or not is that the one with the highest price wins!”

"Auction advertising space, whoever pays the highest price will get it?" Li Degui was suddenly stunned.

"In addition, the ingredients are free, but the tickets for entering Qianjinzui to watch the game are not free. Except for a few high-ranking officials who will get one ticket each, the nobles will get two tickets each, and the saint and his entourage will be free of charge. If others want to come and watch, they still can

Obediently pay me gold and silver coins! My requirements are not high. According to the seat, the minimum is 1 silver coin and the maximum is 100 gold coins." Chu Yi calmly stated his plan.

Shopkeeper Li quickly took out his abacus and began to calculate with his fingers flying up and down. After a while, Shopkeeper Li, who had been dealing with restaurants all his life, said with a solemn expression: "If the plan can be implemented, based on rough calculations, we may not lose money.

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"Hmph, maybe I can still make a fortune!" Chu Yi said proudly.

"Damn it, it turns out I was wrong about you. Not only are you a master of spending money, but you are also a first-class master in collecting money." Facing Chu Yi's magic stroke, Li Degui's expression became extremely admiring.

This kind of business method of turning losses into profits in an instant, turning one's hands into clouds, and turning one's hands into rain. I didn't expect that the other party would actually do it with such mastery and ease.

Don't say that Li Degui has never seen it, or even heard about it.

"Hmph, I haven't eaten pork, and I haven't seen pigs running away? What kind of realm is this butler in? How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan?"

Butler Chu looked at the stunned look on his face and secretly shook his head: "Fengyun Continent, a world of martial arts lunatics, let me, Chu Yi, lead you into a new era of entertainment!

I'll take away all the money in your pockets.

There is a saying that goes well, money is not everything, but without money nothing is impossible.

My young master is still crying for food, so I can't be merciful!"

Butler Chu showed off his fantastic ideas, but this time he suffered a lot for the contestants.

Except for those beggars and strong men who really have amazing appetites, the other contestants are secretly worried.

You may even see some familiar faces among the crowd.

For example, Murong Mansion's seed players Hou Bing, Zhou Dai, and Chang Tai from the Foundry Association...

At this time, baskets of white steamed buns were placed in front of them, and the person in charge of the competition took the opportunity to tell them the latest cheating rules.

Hou Bing swallowed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a pale complexion: "Oh my god, this is the first time I know that you can eat so ****ly. A cup of tea and 30 big steamed buns, my God

, you kill me!"

A chill ran down Zhou Dai's back, and he couldn't help but shuddered: "Even if you starve to death, you can't eat like this! This is going to kill you!"

"Ahem... The young master is determined to die. He must enter the finals tomorrow!" Taoist Tianji squeezed in front of the two of them and whispered.

The two brothers in distress were feeling depressed, but Xu Wei, who was not far away, walked up to them and gloated, and said mockingly: "I wonder if you two can do it, how many heroes and heroes in Murong Mansion are still waiting for this opportunity!"

Zhou Dai angrily cursed: "This kid is so useless!"

Hou Bing gritted his teeth and cursed: "Mader, you have to die first!"

"What's the fuss about? The host is about to issue an order!" Xu Wei reminded with his lips calmly.

"The final level of the audition begins now!"

Following the host's order, the contestants' attention finally focused on the pile of steamed buns.

A group of Martial Kings, the Martial King nodded solemnly, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart: "Fight!"
Chapter completed!