C1 Roadside Stand

"Pui!" Brat, what are you roasting? You want to poison me to death! " The customer who had just arrived knocked over the table and scattered the kebabs on the floor.

One of the guests rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush up to beat Yang Song, but he was stopped by a friend beside him. "Alright, alright, let's switch places. Don't let this kid spoil your good mood."

They threw down some money and left.

When he left, the customer was still cursing and constantly looking at Yang Song, wishing that he could give him a good beating.

Looking at the messy stall on the ground, Yang Song sighed. He picked up the money from the ground and helplessly picked up the stall.

Yang Song, who had just gotten into university, was still thinking about working hard and saving money so that he could earn a bit of living expenses. Thus, he found a stall with kebab skewers and started working.

Originally, he had delayed his salary for two months and agreed to pay it today. However, what Yang Song did not expect was that the owner, who did not manage well, actually ran away from his stall!

Perhaps the boss still had some conscience, and had left a note in the stall saying that he had a hard time, and that he was going to pay him two months' wages, and that he was sure he would be able to do it well.

When he saw this note, Yang Song was so angry that he almost exploded. He was just a normal university student, his days were not that good!

Yang Song looked at the stall at the side, feeling bitter, angry and helpless. This was something he had earned over the past two months, he could not just throw it away, he could even sell it for a hundred dollars.

However, in the past two months, Yang Song had only helped the black-hearted boss with his hard work and had never roasted anything at all. This was the first time he roasted, and the stall was almost smashed, not to mention using this stall to earn money.

As Yang Song tidied up the mess on the ground, the pancake seller's aunt could not stand watching any longer. She could not help but say, "Young man, you seem quite young. Don't waste your time here. Rent the stall. What can't you do?"

"Thank you Auntie, I'll pack up and see if I can sell it later." Yang Song forced out a smile that was even uglier than crying.

"Since we're all in the business, why don't you just sell the stall to my wife?" Seeing Yang Song's expression change, the aunt quickly asked, "Auntie, I won't cheat you. How about selling the three hundred yuan to Aunty?" "It's useless to you anyways."

Three hundred dollars?

Yang Song felt a pang in his heart. Could it be that after two months of hard work, he could only get this three hundred yuan?

The aunt who had been staring at Yang Song saw the hesitation on his face and pretended to be heartless as she said, "Aunt knows that you feel bad, so I'll give you another two hundred yuan, how about five hundred?" "Even if you go and sell scrap iron, you won't be able to sell this amount of money. How could Aunt lie to you?"

The mosquito meat was still meat, and five hundred yuan was still money. Yang Song thought that selling the stall was a good choice, but just as he was about to open his mouth, someone suddenly shouted, "The Town Security is here!"

All the vendors nearby quickly tidied up their stalls. Yang Song was no exception. He quickly tidied up the stalls and prepared to run away. The woman at the pancake stall hastily pulled him back. "We have a deal. Bring the stall over to my wife, and she'll give you the money." After saying that, he quickly ran away.

Yang Song pulled the stall close to him. After running for a few minutes and sensing that there were no movements, he finally stopped. Only now did he realize that he had run to the side of his school.

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

He had gone to college with great difficulty, and now that he was cheated even at work, how would he live in the future?

"The system is being installed!"

"System installation complete!"

"The super glutton god tycoon system is starting!"

"Ding dong, the game has been successfully started!"

System? Game?

Yang Song shook his head. He had been fooled. He was already hallucinating and was still thinking about the game, but the game was much better than the real world.

However, what kind of game was this super God of Food's tycoon system? Could it make his culinary skills skyrocket and turn him into something similar to Zhou Xingchi's movie "God of Food"? Could it be that he possessed exceptional culinary skills?

"Ding dong, the system has started for the first time. Please complete the novice mission and receive the novice gift."

Yang Song now felt that he had really gone mad, to even start fantasizing about this kind of messy game. When he had time, he really had to find a time to see the doctor in his heart, or else he would really go crazy.

"Do you want to start your newbie mission?" "Do you want to finish it?"

A gluten? There were still a few strings of gluten left on the stall, but it was still quite tasteless … It would be great if someone could eat it.

Received Beginner Quest.

"Master, please prepare the gluten and ingredients, the system will automatically produce the 'Peerless Roast Noodle Roll' and sell it within two hours. Upon completion, you will receive a novice gift pack."

Even with a novice gift, Yang Song shook his head. What era was this, to still use such cliché methods, directly reaching Krypton Gold Level was the way to go.

But he himself was a poor man!

Try it, try it.

Yang Song cleaned up the stall casually and took out the remaining two strings of gluten. He then found all the ingredients and placed them in front of him.

What's the next step?

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

Yang Song's eyes flashed, and two strings of black toasted gluten appeared in front of his eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then pinched himself. It had really come out!

F * ck me!

It was actually real!

It really was the System!

Yang Song was stunned!

However, when he saw the toasted gluten in front of him, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth. Although the gluten was roasted, it still sold out … It was dark and it was clearly burnt. Normally, it would be thrown into the trash can, so how could it be sold.

"The system will produce the finished product according to the master's ability."

Forget it, a game is the last thing to be happy.

Yang Song looked at the black roasted gluten and felt a headache coming on. Although this gluten smelled good, he would never buy it even if he saw it himself. Who else would buy this?

After waiting for almost an hour, as expected, everyone who passed by immediately turned around and left. By this time, there was no one on the street anymore.

"It smells so good!" A young girl with a ponytail drifted over along with the fragrance. Behind her was a tall and beautiful woman with a long, wavy hair. She walked over with a helpless expression.

Yang Song couldn't help but take a few more glances. They were probably students of the school, and they were really pretty, but they probably just took a glance and left.

"Boss, do you have anything else to sell?" The girl with a ponytail looked at the gluten on the stall and asked. When the wave beauty who had followed him saw the black toasted gluten, she not only frowned, but also reached out her hand to pull the young girl with a ponytail. "Little Qi, don't eat this kind of thing tonight. It's bad for your health."

Although she was being tactful, Yang Song still felt a little awkward.

"But I'm so hungry. I just want to eat kebabs." The girl with a ponytail said coquettishly.

The wavy beauty couldn't stand it any longer and asked, "Boss, can you blow up anything else this time?"

Yang Song felt a headache coming on as he smiled awkwardly, and said, "There's only these two roasted gluten, they should be... "It's still very delicious."