I Am a Rich Second Generation, but You Ask Me to Set up a Stall?

Tang Xiaoyi, a wealthy young lady with a net worth of tens of billions, was thrown into a barren village when she woke up. My mobile phone was confiscated, and I only had 5,000 in cash and a bowl of noodles that were so salty that they turned bitter. When she was so hungry that she scolded her, the [God-level food stall system] forcibly bound her. System: "Newbie's task: Activate the stall setting tool, time limit is 24 hours, otherwise you will randomly lose one of your body senses." Tang Xiaoyi: "??? I am a rich second generation, and you want me to set up a stall?" Later, the painting style changed. A portion of golden egg fried rice, the fragrance spreads far and wide, making the picky old man chase him and call him "daughter". A secret grilled sausage set off the whole internet, and the mountain roads were crowded with tourists checking in. The villagers who once disliked her began to fight over the stall. Her father looked at his daughter who was counting money in the live broadcast room and was blocked by the head chef of the state banquet. He hugged the empty wine cabinet and cried bitterly: "My daughter, Dad is wrong... Can you go home and set a table? Dad will help you!"