I used to be a liar, but now call me a cooking god!

Jiang Zhou hummed a song while taking a bath, and then happily took the new kitchen utensils and cooked a sumptuous dinner for himself.

The god-level kitchen utensils made him cook more easily.

The delicious taste made his golden tongue tremble.

It made him feel that if he could eat such a delicious meal before he died, he would die without regrets.

He finished all the meat, vegetable and soup by himself.

Jiang Zhou touched his bloated stomach and decided to go to the gym later.

He finally understood why many chefs are fat.

The food is so delicious, you can cook whatever you want, it would be strange if you are not fat!

Jiang Zhou has requirements for his figure mainly because he is too burdened by idols and can't let go of the title of God of Cooking. In addition, he has been a single dog for two lifetimes and has not yet married, so of course he has to pay attention to his appearance!

…

At Dong Gaoda’s home, the family discussed and bought all kinds of ingredients before deciding the time to set up the stall. He decided to set out at 4 or 5 pm every day to set up a stall at a night market snack street near his home.

At present, his mother will follow him to set up the stall and help him out.

My sister has to go to school. As a junior high school student, what kind of work can you expect her to do?

My father cannot quit his career-based job.

Only my mother works part-time in the supermarket. She can help him out.

Since everything has been decided.

Dong Gaoda took a deep breath and posted the time notification of the stall on social software, in the group, and in the circle of friends. He will sell fried rice full-time in the future.

After doing all this, Dong Gaoda collapsed on the bed with a look of exhaustion.

At the end of the day, I really don’t know how he, a social phobia and lazy cancer patient, survived.

In the morning, he was still sleeping leisurely under the tree.

Until he opened his eyes and saw his master.

Then he has been busy until now, and the amount of activities in one day can be equivalent to his previous ten days.

What a sweet trouble.

Hehe, Master is awesome.

Relaxed, Dong Gaoda fell asleep as soon as he got on the bed.

…

Late at night.

Gu Ruoxi sent a message to Li Heng.

"Want to run errands to buy fried rice?"

Li Heng received the message: ? ? ?

He is a scalper, it is easy to ask him to get concert tickets for a celebrity singer.

When there are no tickets, he can also do some work of queuing.

For example, the recent hot business of queuing, which makes him earn a lot of money.

But is it human to let a scalper run errands?

Li Heng was about to refuse, but Gu Ruoxi sent her own quotation and told him a new business.

"This is the fried rice sold by Master Jiang's 21st apprentice. You just need to buy it, post it on WeChat Moments, and help others buy it. It is a sure-win business. You can make a lot of money in one trip."

Li Heng's first reaction to this sentence was not how much he could make.

But how many apprentices did this Master Jiang have?

How come his apprentices are everywhere!

Gu Ruoxi was a little speechless when faced with this question.

To be honest, it is said that modern netizens are omnipotent.

But no netizens have really counted how many apprentices Master Jiang has had.

I am afraid that only Master Jiang himself knows this.

"This is not important. What is important is whether to accept it?"

Li Heng thought about it and felt that he could accept it. He could also bring his scalper brothers to do it together. He would definitely make money. It depends on how many people are there and whether there are purchase restrictions.

And they themselves really want to try it.

Before, they made money by queuing for customers. They couldn't even enter the restaurant, let alone eat.

He was really curious about the taste of this fried rice.

He couldn't buy it for others and go all the way without eating it himself!

This time, he had to try it no matter what he said. He was really curious about how good the cooking skills of Master Jiang's apprentice were to make so many people spend so much money to eat it.

In order to better serve customers who want to taste the cooking skills of Master Jiang's apprentices.

Li Heng studied Jiang Zhou's first five live broadcasts overnight.

He also investigated some information on the Internet, stayed up all night to write it all down, and then sent it to his scalper brothers early in the morning.

He booked high-speed rail tickets and took his brothers to Jichangshan City.

On the way, he told his brothers to study the information, and he fell asleep.

Brothers: I want to call you the boss!

…

On a new day, the young people in Jichangshan exuded a different temperament from usual.

On the day of work, they actually walked into the company with a smile.

How terrifying!

"Hey, have you seen the hot searches? Our Jichangshan has made progress. A small fourth-tier city has become popular."

"I understand. Master Jiang's 21st disciple is from our Jichangshan. Such a good thing has happened to us. There is no need to envy other cities for having delicious food. I will go there after get off work."

"I'll go too. It's Zhongshan Night Market, right?"

"I don't know if there are any netizens who saidSo delicious. ”

Originally, in the early morning, the employees seemed to have their spirits sucked away as soon as they entered the company. Apart from eating breakfast, drinking coffee, and playing with their phones, there would be no other sounds.

But today is different.

Before I even walked in, I could hear the lively conversations coming from inside.

The most common way for modern workers to rest is to play with their phones and watch videos. As a local, I naturally know what happened in Jichangshan yesterday.

The more people there are, the more excited they are to discuss.

I just started work, and I am looking forward to getting off work.

When I get off work, all over the city People from all over the country started to run to Zhongshan Night Market.

There is the Internet-famous egg fried rice, the most popular food item in Jichangshan.

It is made by the chef Jiang, who instructed his apprentice.

It is said to be so delicious that it makes people roll their eyes.

Yesterday, someone at the scene tasted it and sighed with enjoyment, while closing his eyes and flipping up and down, which was abstract.

Today, more people know about it.

As everyone ran to Zhongshan Night Market, they saw more and more people on the same road, and their expressions became more and more anxious.

They are all trying to grab food!

So the cyclists silently accelerated, and the drivers did the same.

As for those who walked, they were ignored by them.

Ye Fan sat in a taxi, watching the traffic jam before she even reached Zhongshan Night Market, so she paid and got off the taxi, scanned a shared bike on the roadside and started pedaling like crazy.

If the traffic jam continued like this, when would she be able to eat egg fried rice!

For speed, she even stood up and pedaled the bicycle.

She held her breath and used all her strength.

For a moment, it was faster than some electric vehicles with insufficient horsepower.

The passers-by were getting more and more anxious.

The diners who were also annoyed by the traffic jam saw this scene and hurriedly got off the car, fearing that they would be late. You can’t grab a shared bike in a second.

This anxious look affects everyone going to Zhongshan Night Market.

Most people get off work at this time.

Only a few people can take their time to grab a spot in advance.

But it’s not clear where the egg fried rice owner will set up his stall, so you can only go there and wait.

Before Dong Gaoda set out, he saw the crowded Zhongshan Night Market at home.

He almost had a social phobia and didn’t want to go out to set up a stall.

If it weren’t for Dong’s mother’s ferocious expression, he would have really done such a thing in the past.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been kicked out of the house and became poor.