My ongoing novel, Getting Rich Before I Find a Job, is in full swing! If you're interested, sweethearts, please tap to add it to your favorites. It's a lighthearted, silly comedy, haha. Everyone dreams of getting rich, right?
Blurb:
One person, one restaurant, one system, endless ingredients.
Yan Mo is a food lover whose motto is to eat her way through all of China's cuisine. Then she died.
The day she passed away unexpectedly, she was bound to a “Promote the Spirit of Food” System and taken to the primordial world, a place with no ingredients, no customers, and no cooks: a world of nothing.
Luckily, the System automatically provided her with a house to serve as the foundation for her restaurant. Otherwise, she probably wouldn't even have been able to beg for food.
The primordial world is full of mighty beings, but she has thousands upon thousands of dishes. Who can outdo whom? They look down on her for having no cultivation? Excuse me, have they asked the wok spatula in her hand?
Someone disdains her restaurant. Please wipe away your drool after smelling the delicious aroma.
Someone thinks cooking instead of cultivating is a waste of time. Please put down the fried chicken in your hand.
Someone thinks a chef with great skill should be kept for themselves. Please ask whether my System's hundred thousand volts agree.
That handsome young man, please don't use your looks to bribe the chef. This chef does not accept any kind of beauty-for-favors deal.
A handsome young man said, “Is that so? Then why are you still holding me around the waist?”
Note: This is the story of a female lead who has all the desire but none of the courage, and a male lead who covets her cooking and successfully wins her over with his good looks.
-----Blurb for Getting Rich Before I Find a Job-----
(One-line description: A fresh graduate's unexpected fortune. No unemployment after graduation, just a joyful takeoff!)
Blurb: Waaaah, it's so hard for new graduates to find jobs!
As a fresh graduate, this year's job market is so bleak it's heartbreaking. I even agreed to go to South Africa, and they still sent me a rejection letter. Help! What do I have to do to avoid graduating straight into unemployment?
Memorizing answers, practicing questions, written tests, interviews...
Aaaaaah, I haven't even finished my thesis!
I haven't found a job, and my advisor yelled at me too. Waaaah, I can't live like this!
I'm exhausted. I'll go home and rest, then start the fight again after the holidays.
Wait, what's this box of stuff?
Aaaaaah, I'm rich, I'm rich! Thanks to my ancestors! Thanks for leaving me this fortune! And thanks to me for going home when I had nothing better to do!
Woohoo, what a joy!
-----A little snippet about getting rich-----
! First time at Haidilao
“Let's go, girls!” The four of us happily raced toward Haidilao.
“You three beauties, eat whatever you want. It's my treat. Let's feast while we can still get 31% off before graduation!” I enthusiastically placed our order on the tablet. Now that I had money, I didn't even look at the prices before adding things to the cart.
The four of us feasted for two hours.
! Second time at Haidilao
“Come on, let's go eat hot pot!” The four of us strolled leisurely toward Haidilao.
The four of us ate our fill for about two hours.
! Third time at Haidilao
“Come on, eat more! Don't worry about saving me money!” I put down my chopsticks, full and satisfied, and warmly urged my friends to keep eating hot pot.
An hour later, the three beside me were clutching their stomachs and slumped in their seats like corpses, muttering, “I can't eat anymore. I can't eat anymore. I never want to eat again!”
! Fourth time at Haidilao
“Aaaaaah, I can't do this! We've already eaten at Haidilao three times this week. I'm getting sick of it!” Xiao Liu couldn't help speaking up.
Hmm, fair point. “Then let's get grilled fish! There's a special deal today, since it's Friday.”
“Let's go!”
Theme: Promote Chinese cuisine
There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. Kun was so big that it couldn't be stewed in a pot; it turned into a bird, and its name was Peng. Peng is so big that he needs two barbecue grills, one for honey and one for spicy. (I'm going to order a barbecue first
Bald? These days, there are... Oh...
Hahaha, the little leak-picking expert who escaped the disaster!
Demonic nature... I almost started humming while fishing at work
Is Becoming a Saint better for reading novels?
So is the love rival Quan Honghuang's beautiful sister? Poor Tongtian boy
Hoooooooo! Beautiful sister! ! ! ! !
You forgot about Tong Xiaotian Mo Mo ~ Look at him, he is almost like a hopeless stone
These two bald guys are really good at eloquence, and they are also very skilled at confusing right and wrong.
Compared to Taiyi, I stand for Xiaotian
There is a fish in the North Ming, and its name is Kun. Kun was so big that it couldn't be stewed in a pot; it turned into a bird, and its name was Peng. Peng is so big that he needs two barbecue grills, one for honey and one for spicy. (I'm going to order a barbecue first
Bald? These days, there are... Oh...
Hahaha, the little leak-picking expert who escaped the disaster!
Demonic nature... I almost started humming while fishing at work
Is Becoming a Saint better for reading novels?
So is the love rival Quan Honghuang's beautiful sister? Poor Tongtian boy
Hoooooooo! Beautiful sister! ! ! ! !
You forgot about Tong Xiaotian Mo Mo ~ Look at him, he is almost like a hopeless stone
These two bald guys are really good at eloquence, and they are also very skilled at confusing right and wrong.