Food: I Just Want to Make Fans, Why Are Everyone Chasing Me?

"While Lin Zhang was squatting in the corner of the night market, cleaning a rusty stir-fried noodle pot, an electronic sound suddenly sounded in his mind: 'Ding! The food counterattack system has been successfully bound, today's KPI - sell 100 portions of the secret stir-fried noodle, and you will be rewarded with a century-old marinade recipe!" He looked up at the chain fast food stall opposite that was as bright as day, and then lowered his head and touched the three yuan and fifty cents left in his pocket. As a result, that night - Aunt Li was holding a bowl of noodles and shouting: 'It's more fragrant than the old soup that my family has been cooking for twenty years! ' Niu Nan, who worked overtime until ten o'clock, squatted in front of the stall and wiped away tears: 'This powder has cured my three-year takeaway PTSD! ' Until closing the stall at three o'clock in the morning, Lin Zhang was dumbfounded as he counted the banknotes - How could the system's failure to make the entire night market go crazy? " This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.