The Toilet at the Beginning Sells Fried Rice with Eggs

The first part has been completed. It can be used with peace of mind. The second part is being conceived. Yang Lei was lying in his rental house when he was woken up by a voice. The screen of his mobile phone showed four o'clock in the morning - "Ding, the Divine Chef training system has been successfully bound." Other systems provide god-level food and billions of wealth. His system only does three things: publish hell tasks, extract outrageous entries, and designate various tricky stall locations. For example, spicy chicken wings are sold at the entrance of the Anorectal Hospital, rice is sold in sign language at the entrance of the public toilet, and a "Don't Eat" sign is hung at the Morning Market at the Chenghuang Temple. Yang Lei thought he was here to make a joke. He didn't know from which day people started queuing up next to the tricycle. The aphasic patient I met when ordering in sign language, the rebellious boy who was attracted by "Don't eat it", the strange girl whose eyes turned red after taking a bite of egg fried rice - they are not here to check in, but to eat seriously. From Luzhou to Jinling, from Guangling to Suzhou, one city after another famous dish, a group of people slowly gathered around a long table over a bowl of rice. There are no villains or routines here, just the warmth of food and the fireworks of the world. The story has just begun, and the ratings will slowly grow with it. Updated on time every day, feel free to follow.