On the day he won the Master of Cooking Championship, Shen Turing died suddenly of joy. When he went to the underworld, he realized that the marketing account was not a lie, and he would have to work for the capitalists in the underworld.
Shen Turing neither wanted to work nor be reincarnated as a human being, so he asked his best friend in his dream to buy a luxury car and gold ingots, and quickly settled in Fengdu. He bought a store in Naihe Qiaotou and opened a small restaurant.
Not to mention, except for the time-honored Meng Po Tang restaurant on the bridge that has monopolized business for thousands of years, her restaurants in the entire underworld have a good business.
It's just that this guest is a bit mixed——
Black and white Wuchang always comes to check in every time he goes on a business trip: "Boss Shen, today's special offer is pearl milk tea? Lots of ice and lots of sugar!"
The bull-headed and horse-faced people put their arms around each other and said, "Coca-Cola with more ice. I've been running all day and I'm so thirsty."
The Maoshan founders who were passing by after get off work stopped when they smelled the smell and expressed their sorrow: "Unworthy descendants! How can the incense offered by me have the aroma of braised pork?!"
Even the Tenth Hall of Hell would often send little ghosts to pack the food during meetings: "His Royal Highness King Qin Guang wants spicy hot pot, and His Highness King Chu Jiang orders sweet and sour pork ribs. Remember to issue an invoice... Ah no, issue an underworld invoice."
Shen Turing was busy shaking the spoon, so accustomed to it that he didn't even raise his head.
Until the special envoy of Emperor Fengdu came in person and slapped a gilded "Agreement for the Introduction of Special Talents from the Underworld" on the chopping board.
"Boss Shen," the special envoy smiled, "Congratulations, your restaurant has been incorporated."
Shen Turing looked at the clause in the agreement that "enjoy the official establishment of the underworld" and was confused.
The iron rice bowl of the underworld... Can you win it now?
PS:
1. Food articles
2. Protagonist's name to be determined
3. Daily life of running a restaurant
4. The story has been changed
Intention: freedom