Please Stop Selling Fried Rice at the Crematorium!

[Food + stall setting + relaxed and funny + system + daily life] Jiang Yin was bound to the "god-level stall setting system" and started his career as a chef who traveled around Yunhai City and tortured diners. Filial piety "Boss, your egg fried rice costs 48 per portion? Are you trying to steal money?" Five minutes later. "Dad! Give me another one! I'll pay double!" Urgent "I've been squatting here for three days! Where is Mr. Jiang?" "According to the frontline battle report, he went to the entrance of the crematorium today to sell Yangzhou fried rice!" "What the hell?! This is too hellish, isn't it? Let's go! Don't even try to steal from me!" Watching the usually aloof female CEO squatting on the roadside and licking the plate; Watching the coal boss fight with the college students over the last piece of braised pork; Jiang Yin rode a tricycle and smiled slightly: "Are you full? See you at the next stop. Remember to give us a five-star review." [Classic] Liu Wei: "Who is a good person selling braised pork in front of the gym? You are not just seducing people to commit crimes!" Jiang Yin: "How can you lose weight if you don't eat enough? Just say whether you want to eat or not!" Liu Wei: "Eat!" Collapse Diner B: "You said you limited sales because you have jade syndrome? Who the hell believes it? You dare to make up any excuse!" Win Jiang Yin counted the balance in his account and looked at the various god-level skills rewarded by the system. "Although I'm wanted by the entire Internet, and even though I'm being sent razors by diners, I'm still making a lot of money." —— (The introduction is weak, please move to the text and prepare tissues to wipe your saliva!)