The System Forces Me to Set up a Stall

Bankrupt and in debt of 800,000 yuan, Ye Feng just wanted to set up a stall to repay the money. The Teppanyaki Squid has just opened, and the system is coming: if you sell one, you will be rewarded with the perfect sauce; if you cannot sell it, your cooking skills will be erased. He gritted his teeth and accepted the task, shoveling it down. The fragrance is crazy. Diners went crazy, Internet celebrities became popular, and local gangsters found trouble and were beaten. The urban management officials didn't dare to investigate when they came, the rich and powerful girls waited in line, and even the competitors secretly swallowed their saliva. Ye Feng looked at the system panel: the single-day turnover exceeded 100,000, and the mobile food truck was unlocked. He turned on the gas valve, and the flames shot into the sky. "Don't block the way. I'm going to the commercial street and I can make three hundred thousand a day."