When a Shamate Punk Transmigrates as a Cannon-Fodder Top Student [Book Transmigration]

Please add my next book to your reading list: Mianmian's Little Eatery, a food story about opening an eatery of her own.

Gu Youyou is a devoted member of the Heartbroken Clan, a sixteen-year-old punk who can beat anyone at school and is known as the school's boss lady.

Then, one day, she transmigrates.

She wakes up in the body of a bookish girl with a head injury, poor communication skills, a closed-off heart, and a painfully plain style.

A father who is blind to the truth and plays favorites, a stepmother who speaks sweetly while plotting against her, and a stepsister who inexplicably envies her and schemes against her at every turn.

Gu Youyou looks at her new self with disdain. "Tsk, this outfit is ruining my punk image."

The students at No. 1 High are horrified to see the supposedly quiet top student show up with green hair, riding a heavy motorcycle to school. What the heck... she's kind of cool!

Warning: The heroine never realizes she's transmigrated into a book, but that doesn't stop her from living an awesome life.

--I can confirm from the writing style that this is a silly comedy. Don't try to talk logic with the author.

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[Come on, build an eatery of your own! Here, you are king, enjoying boundless power, the people's reverence, and the world's respect.]

Yun Mianmian arrives in another world with a food business System and stares at the shabby little eatery deep in the forest, lost in thought. This is it? This is it?

Is the System trying to dream big or what?!

Later, a handful of cumin on the barbecue sends its aroma drifting far and wide, luring in a knight. The knight is noble and refined, and at first he looks down on the eatery. But the inevitable face-slapping and change of heart soon follow. Yun Mianmian watches him with a skewer in his left hand and oden in his right, his lips glistening with oil, and gives him a peculiar smile.

The elves are mysterious and elegant, living on flowers and fruit. But when they visit the eatery, they order like seasoned regulars. "Boss, one serving each of dry-pot pork intestines, special stinky tofu, and your signature luosifen."

Yun Mianmian: She knew it. There was no world that Chinese cuisine couldn't conquer.

As more customers arrive, her little eatery gradually helps develop the town, and the town grows into a city. Looking down at her people, Yun Mianmian smiles with satisfaction. It seems the System wasn't just dreaming big after all.

P.S. A food-themed city-building progression story~

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