One Food Stall, and the Whole School Is Drooling!

I thought graduating meant unemployment, but then I unexpectedly bound myself to a God-Tier Cooking System.

The beginner's gift pack came with a huge assortment of braised snacks. From then on, my little stall made its way to every corner of campus!

"Boss Song, when are you bringing your stall over to the graduate student area? We think about your braised snacks every day!"

Counselor: "Boss Song, I'm your teacher, after all. How about setting up in the faculty dorms?"

**: "Boss Song, just tell me where you're setting up. I'll move into whichever dorm building it is!"

Campus beauty: "Boss Song, hurry over! I'll quietly open the women's dorm door for you. Set up inside!"

Admissions Office: "Our dorms don't have air conditioning, our cafeteria has no funding, and our campus has no beauties, but Boss Song has a stall at our school!"

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.