Chapter 1

"Bah! What did you bake, boy? You want to poison me to death Just came up a table of guests, directly to the table to lift, a table of kebabs scattered on the ground.

"One of our friends is in a bad mood when he rolls up his sleeves

A few people dropped some money and left.

When leaving, the guest still swearing, keep looking at Yang Song, eager to beat him.

Looking at the mess on the ground, Yang Song sighed, picked up the money from the ground, and was helpless to clean up the stall.

Yang Song, who has just been admitted to university, still wants to work part-time to earn a little living expenses for himself, so he finds a job in a barbecue stall.

Originally delayed two months of wages, agreed to give today, the result let Yang Song did not expect is that the poor management of the boss even threw the stall to run!

Maybe the boss still has a little conscience in his heart. He left a note on the stall saying that he really had a hard time. He paid him his own stall for two months' salary. I believe he can do a good job.

Seeing this note, Yang Song was really angry. He was an ordinary college student, and his life was not so good!

But what else can he do now? Yang Song looked at the stall beside him. He was bitter, angry and helpless. He earned it in two months. He couldn't throw it away. Even if he sold scrap iron, he could sell it for 100 yuan.

However, in the past two months, Yang Song only helped the black hearted boss with hard work. He never baked anything at all. This was the first time that the stall was almost smashed, let alone make money from it.

Yang Song was cleaning up on the ground. The woman selling pancakes couldn't help but say, "young man, you are very young. Don't waste on this mess. Rent the stall. What's wrong with it?"

"Thank you, auntie. I'll pack up and see if I can sell it." Yang Song reluctantly pulled out a smile even worse than crying.

"It's business anyway. You might as well sell the stall to your aunt." Seeing Yang Song's face a little moved, the aunt quickly asked, "Auntie doesn't pit you. How about 300 yuan to sell to your aunt? It doesn't work with you anyway. "

Three hundred dollars?

Yang Song felt a pain in his heart. After two months of hard work, could he only get the 300 yuan?

Looking at Yang Song's aunt all the time, he hesitated, pretending to be cruel and said, "Auntie knows you are in a bad mood. If you add 200 yuan, how about 500 yuan? Even if you sell scrap iron, you can't sell the money. Can my aunt cheat you? "

Mosquito meat is also meat, and 500 yuan is money at least. Yang Song wants to sell the stall, which is also a good choice. Just about to open his mouth, I don't know who suddenly yelled "Chengguan is coming!"

All the stall owners nearby quickly cleaned up, and Yang Song was no exception. He quickly cleaned up the stall and was ready to run. The woman of the pancake stand grabbed him in a hurry: "we can say that, when you bring the stall to your aunt, your aunt will give you the money." Then he ran away.

Yang Song pulled the stall and ran for a few minutes. He stopped when there was no movement. At this time, he found that he ran to his school.

Looking at this messy stall, Yang Song felt very sad.

I finally got into the University, and now I've been cheated. How can I live in the future?

"The system is being installed!"

"The system is installed!"

"Super food God tycoon system is starting up!"

"Ding Dong, the game starts successfully!"

System? game?

Yang songmeng shook his head, he was really fooled, now all hallucinations, still thinking about the game, but the game is really much better than reality.

However, what kind of game is this super God of food tycoon system? Can you make your cooking skills soar in an instant and become like the one in Stephen Chow's movie God of food?

"Ding Dong, the system starts for the first time. Please complete the novice task and get the novice gift bag."

Yang song now feels that he is really crazy. He even starts to fantasize about this kind of messy game. When he has time, he really has to find a time to see a psychiatrist, otherwise he will be really crazy.

"Whether to carry out the novice task: absolutely baked gluten."

Gluten? Now, there are still a few strings of gluten left on the stall, but it's delicious It would be nice to have someone eat it.

Get the novice task.

"Master, please prepare the ingredients, gluten and ingredients. The system will automatically produce the" special flavor baked gluten "and sell it within two hours. If you complete the task, you will get a gift bag for novices."

Also novice gift bag, Yang Song shook his head, what is the age, but also play this conventional means, direct krypton gold full level is the king.

But I am a poor man!

Try and try.

Yang Song picked up the stall casually, took out the only two strings of gluten, and then put the ingredients in front of him.What about the next step?

"The ingredients are ready, the ingredients are ready."

Yang Song's eyes flashed, two strings of dark baked gluten appeared in front of his eyes, he was stunned, and pinched himself, and actually baked out!

Damn it!

It's true!

Real system!

Yang Song is shocked!

But when he saw the baked gluten in front of him, he couldn't help but curl his mouth. Although the gluten was baked, it sold like It's dark. It's obviously baked. It's usually thrown directly into the garbage can. How can it be sold.

"The system will make corresponding finished products according to the ability of the host."

Forget it, the game, happy finally.

Yang Song looked at the dark baked gluten and had a headache. Although the gluten smelled delicious, he would not buy it when he saw it. Who else would buy it?

After waiting for about an hour, sure enough, passers-by just take a look and turn around and go. At this time, the streets are empty.

"How fragrant it is A girl with a ponytail, floating along the fragrance, behind her, a tall woman with a long wavy head, walked with her helplessly.

Yang Song couldn't help but take a look at it. He was probably a student in the school. He was really beautiful, but they probably took a look and left.

"Boss, do you have anything else to sell now?" The ponytail girl looked at the gluten on the stall and couldn't bear to ask. And the wave beauty who came up with her, saw the dark gluten, not only frowned, stretched out her hand to pull the ponytail girl: "little Qi, don't eat this kind of food at night, it's not good for your health."

Although she said it tactfully, Yang Song was still embarrassed.

"But I'm so hungry that I want to eat kebabs." Said the maiden of horsetail.

Wave beauty really can't stand, opened her mouth to ask: "boss, can you explode other things?"

Yang Song felt a burst of big head, embarrassed smile, said: "these two baked gluten, should It's still delicious. "