
I Support My Husband by Running a Snack Street
我靠经营小吃街养夫郎
by Bubble Deer (气泡鹿)
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- Completed
- Length
- 213k Words
- Genre
- Danmei (BL)
- Updated
- 2y ago
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- JJWXC
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[This article will be reversed on Tuesday, November 21st, with chapters 23-59 reversed. Readers who have read it should not buy it again. Thank you all for your continued support, and please continue to support us in the future! [The main article "Even Ginseng Must Practice" has been published and will be updated daily] The copy is at the bottom! Jian Shian, the owner of a fried skewers stall, once traveled through time and transformed into a restaurant owner. The restaurant is clean and bright, sheltered from wind and rain, and is a good place to make a living. Before he could be happy for a few days, a debt collector came to his door and made him realize the reality: He turned out to be a cannon fodder for food writers and was about to go bankrupt and live on the streets. Even if he has no money, he still has a husband to support at home. Jian Shi'an thought about it and decided to return to his old business and let the ancients have a taste of being "the dominant night market". So he sold the restaurant to pay off the debt and opened a mobile food stall. From burritos and fried skewers to spicy hotpots, the food stall business grew bigger and bigger, and he had more and more apprentices, forcing the one-stop service of the snack street to return to the world. At the same time, his cool husband didn't look right at him, and he made more and more small moves. From time to time, he would come over to rub his fingers and wipe away the hot sweat. Mr. Qing Leng: "It's easy to get sores on your fingers in winter. Give me your hand and I'll apply some ointment on it for you." Jian Shian: "I'll do it myself." Mr. Qing Leng: "Don't blow the cold wind after you finish your work. Wipe your sweat and drink some warm water." Jian Shian: "I... Do it by myself?" Jian Shi'an couldn't bear it anymore and pinched his wrist when the other person came closer again: "What exactly do you want to do?" Mr. Qing Leng: "It's too cold at night. I don't want to sleep in separate rooms." Ah, now, if you pretend not to understand, it won't make sense, right? Jane got a good deal but still behaved Shi An: "I'm tired in spring, why don't we take a nap first?" Mr. Qing Leng: "... That's okay." Food Guide 1. Imaginary historical food articles, please do not pay attention to the details of the dynasties. 2. This article is a farming story about running a business in a steady stream. The protagonist is an ordinary person, not Long Aotian. Everything needs to be done down-to-earth. 3. In the second episode, the husband is pregnant. Advance payment: ————You have to practice even ginseng Copywriting: [Open if you deposit RMB 100,000] After the ginseng spirit Xu Zhao failed to survive the catastrophe, he passed through a fairy tale book of bloody love and became the cannon fodder ginseng spirit of the same name who was destined to be attacked and eaten by the protagonists to help them ascend. Good news: The original owner has just escaped the protagonist's pursuit and joined a new master, so he is safe for the time being. Everyone in the new division is a big boss. The master is the leader of the swordsmanship who can overthrow the devil's cave with one sword. The senior sister is the honorary president of the largest auction house in the mainland. The senior brother is the reincarnation of a legendary power and is recognized by the world as the next ascendant. Bad news: The entire division is full of villains, and even the vicious dog guarding the door has a reputation for being vicious. They will all become the stepping stones for the protagonist to conquer love and end up in pieces. Just when Xu Zhao had just finished digesting this information, even worse news came. The master's luck has gone awry and he is about to become a demon. From then on, good and evil are reversed, and the road ends in darkness. Xu Zhao: Ahem, Master, stop talking and bite me quickly! As he spoke, Xu Zhao raised his knife and chopped off his left arm. The arm that separated from the body turned into a thick root, and Xu Zhao forcefully stuffed it into the mouth of the beautiful master. The senior brothers and sisters who were crying and preparing to collect Master's body and the Master who knew that he was about to die soon were preparing to say his last words:? * The head of Tianyi Sect followed the destiny and accepted a sick man as his closed disciple. The little disciple coughed three times with every step, which was really a bit sick. At first, the three masters and apprentices watched him with cold eyes. There is no shortage of food for the left and right, so we can make do with it. Until they discover that Xu Zhao's true form is ginseng essence, things that subvert everyone's views often happen... * The master, who has just passed the greatest catastrophe, has not yet recovered his skills, and is being targeted and challenged by the protagonist, is somewhat powerless. Just when he was about to fail and fall off the cliff, becoming a stepping stone for the protagonist to pursue monasticism, Xu Zhao took advantage of the intermission to hand him a bowl of ginseng tea. Master Yaoqiang, who has already planned to squeeze out all his potential and give it a try: Huh? Is my power back? The senior brothers and sisters standing aside watched the battle intently. They would never tell Master that the ginseng whiskers in the ginseng tea were made from Xu Zhao's hair that he had just cut off. At the end of the night, the protagonist's favorite magic weapon was neatly placed on Xu Zhao's bedside. * The senior brother who was trapped in the title of "Mighty Reincarnation" was in so much pain that he was about to follow the instructions of his inner demon and become a demon. Just when he raised his sword to cut off the sect, Xu Zhao found the right opportunity and stuffed two leaves into his mouth. Senior Brother Mei Qiang, who watched Xu Zhao pick off the two leaves that sprouted from his head, suddenly woke up: Huh? What am I doing stupidly? By the way, this won't be poisonous if you eat it, right? ! Afterwards, Xu Zhao found the magic weapon he had always wanted at the door of his room, with four life-saving skills engraved on it. * The honorary president of the senior sister was in trouble because she failed to pay tribute to the secret treasure, and forced marriages in the family followed one after another. Just when she was about to take a chance and break into the Forbidden Land of Death to hunt for treasure, Xu Zhao quietly delivered the ginseng fruit he had grown to her hands. The senior brother who witnessed all this tugged at Master's sleeve and asked frantically: Did Ah Zhao give up his child? Isn't that right? ! The stubborn senior sister who was ready to fight to the death: Huh? This is the top-quality seven-turn ginseng fruit! From then on, the largest auction house in mainland China allowed Xu Zhao to come in and out, and everything he liked was recorded in the senior sister's account. * As the sickly cannon fodder reincarnated by Ginseng Spirit, Xu Zhao's biggest wish is that no one will try to take advantage of him again, specifically the protagonist Gong Shou. The second is to be able to survive the growth period and reach the maturity stage. After all, the setting of coughing three times in one step sounds really weak. But when he finally grew up to be able to beat up all the scum, he suddenly found that the protagonists, attacker and sufferer, had already knelt in front of him and begged for mercy. Not only that, his villain masters are not heading towards their predetermined destiny at all, they are all lights of the right path. Even his cannon fodder ginseng essence also took advantage of it and became the top match among ginseng essences! Food Guide 1. The Year of Master and Apprentice (Part 1) 2. Sunshine Puppy's apprentice was attacked by × Zhenxiang's warning master 3. The protagonist is the same person from beginning to end, there is no original owner Purpose: Release the economic vitality of ancient street stalls, and everyone has their own correct position.
