[Updates according to the rankings] [Resilient foodie x free-range red-haired puppy]
After waking up, Qiao Song transmigrates into an interstellar card-game era. She has only a few hundred star coins in her account, and besides a jar after jar of pickles, all she has is an awakened [Pickles] card.
To survive, she moves into the slums of her own accord, sets up a stall selling boxed meals, earns money, and opens a shop. Gradually, she finds her footing among the stars.
Watching the number of star coins in her account grow, Qiao Song starts planning a wonderful life of working three days and taking four off. Little does she know, word of her little shop is slowly spreading across the interstellar net.
The rich broth, chewy noodles, and a spoonful of tangy pickles are gradually curing a chronic ailment that had plagued someone for years!
Eating a meat-stuffed flatbread while exploring a secret realm lets someone kill a C-rank mutant beast with one punch!
There are plenty of similar cases, and netizens mock the no-name restaurant for making up any old story just to promote itself.
But who could have guessed that one dark horse after another would emerge from that backwater planet, and that they all came from the slum near the restaurant?
The interstellar net is stunned. Could all those rumors about the restaurant be true?
**Pre-release: The Polluted Zone's Ace Food Truck**
[Laid-back, unflappable imperial chef x loyal, protective, clingy, cool guy]
A new discussion thread appears in the polluted zone of the interstellar net, and strange posts begin popping up:
[Where to Find the Incredible Food Truck]
1L: Help, there's an eight-legged thing in the eastern district. I can't beat it. Can I get the chef to help?
2L: If you dare ask, it might end up in your boxed meal tomorrow.
5L: Help! I'll pay ten times the points for a normal menu. Please!
7L: Um... but that boxed meal last time really was delicious.
10L: Is that so? I'd be happier if the ingredients weren't the weird, misshapen things I'd seen with my own eyes.
14L: If you don't like it, there are other food trucks to try. Good food, low prices.
16L: You think I don't want to? Forget the stats, the taste doesn't even compare!
25L: I've already called. Whatever happens, happens.
30L: Coordinates: A District xxx:xxxx:xxxx. You're welcome.
37L: She's here, she's here! She's charging over with a cleaver!
55L: ...Okay, that's actually delicious.
Theme: The fruits of hard work taste the sweetest
It's really easy to complain about Duan's comments.
Even before he has made much money, he generously accepts apprentices and passes on the recipes. Even in modern times, except online, if you want to learn other people's private recipes, you can't pass them on.