The Strongest Man On Earth: Starting From Setting Up A Street Stall

"Eh? Lao Wang, what's wrong with you? Why haven't I seen you in the past two days?"

On this day, when Zhao Yan came to his stall, he was surprised to find that Lao Wang, who had been missing for two days, magically appeared.

It's just that he looks a bit miserable, and he's still wearing a plaster cast?

Even though he was injured so badly, he still didn't forget to set up a stall to make money. It's really inspiring.

Thinking of his previous misunderstanding of Lao Wang, Zhao Yan felt very ashamed.

"Oh, it's hard to put it into words."

Lao Wang sighed quietly, as if he thought of something.

The expression looks like crying or laughing.

"What's wrong? Tell me carefully." Zhao Yan asked while frying rice.

"A good news or a bad news, which one do you listen to first?"

"Of course it's good news!"

Zhao Yan nodded matter-of-factly.

"The good news is that I made two hundred thousand in the two days I left."

Lao Wang said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Damn it, you are so unreasonable! There is a way to get rich, and you won't take me with you?"

Hearing this, Zhao Yan was a little surprised, and then pretended to be displeased.

Lao Wang had no expression on his face, not much joy, and said something with a faint look on his face.

"The bad news is that this two hundred thousand is the compensation after I was beaten."

"Ah this..."

Zhao Yan was stunned for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why did others hit you?"

"I sold a sausage for 66. I was so excited that I gave an undercooked one to someone."

Lao Wang sighed and completely gave up the thought of learning from this kid.

Another severe beating, can my body and bones still be able to withstand it?

"Pfft..." Zhao Yan almost threw the pot away.

Hearing this, the nearby diners looked at Lao Wang with contempt.

This is a profiteer!

"Could it be that you were the protagonist of the news I watched last time?"

Zhao Yan suddenly thought of the profiteer he spurned last time.

Lao Wang nodded awkwardly, wondering if he should change his career.

This is already on the news, who will buy his big sausages if this continues!

"Oh, you're so confused!" Zhao Yan hated him for not fighting and was heartbroken.

He never expected that a profiteer would be right next to him.

[Congratulations to the host for completing the task, the overall score is +20, and the current overall score is 30]

finished?

After returning home, Zhao Yan suddenly heard a system prompt.

"I haven't participated in a variety show yet."

I opened the system and took a look. It turned out to be a Thousand Persons Killing mission in which a thousand people had tasted egg fried rice.

Zhao Yan patted his head and remembered.

Lately, I have been so busy every night that my feet have not even touched the floor.

I almost forgot about it.

...

"Director Wei, we Xiaohan can go to your variety show, but the premise is that the champion is determined."

Wei Ding was about to go to bed when he suddenly received a call from Nie Han's manager, Sister Hong.

"Sister Hong, you are a bit difficult to operate."

Wei Ding frowned, feeling a little troubled.

This Nie Han is a traffic star, commonly known as Xiao Xianrou.

As for cooking skills, I can at most make instant noodles. It would be a joke to win the championship.

Sister Hong responded arrogantly, "I don't care. The company is going to create a home character for Xiaohan who is good at cooking. Otherwise, would he be on your show?"

"Think clearly, we, Nie Han, have tens of millions of fans. With him, do you still have to worry about the ratings of your show? It's a win-win situation!"

Wei Ding lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

His expression changed for a long time, as if he had made a decision.

"Okay, I can promise you, but the appearance fee will be reduced by 30%!"

He is not young anymore. He has been doing the show "Who is the God of Cooking" for almost ten years. Now the ratings have been declining and the station is planning to cancel it.

This is his last chance. If he cannot turn the tide, this show will not be broadcast again.

"Hmph, you are taking advantage of the situation!" Sister Hong was angry.

"Haha, each other." Old God Wei Ding was here.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, so why are they playing in a fairy tale?

In the past, when the show was all about amateurs, they would naturally not be given appearance fees, but it is different now.

However, program funds are limited, so save what you can.

"I agree!" Sister Hong gritted her teeth.

By creating a character, you may gain a large number of fans.

When the time comes, the money lost will be recouped exponentially.

When the time comes, just hold a live broadcast and bring goods. Aren’t those fans buying without thinking?

If there weren't too few programs of this type in China, she wouldn't get used to it at all!

“A pleasure to work with.”

Wei Ding hung up the phone and stared blankly somewhere.

After a long time, he sighed.

"I hope this choice is the right one."

...

"Idol, our show starts in three days, do you have time?"

In a coffee shop, Cheng Zilan ordered two cups of coffee and asked impatiently.

"I'll do it anytime."

In fact, Zhao Yan wants to start tomorrow so that the task can be completed in advance.

Now the overall score is 30 points. After completing this task, it will reach 60 points and you will be free immediately!

"That's great. I've already signed up for you. The director took a look and agreed."

Taking a sip of coffee happily, Cheng Zilan's eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

Since meeting my idol, my luck seems to have improved.

No one was scolded.

"Really? Is your director also a fan of mine?" Zhao Yan was a little confused.

"Hehe, maybe it's my fault."

"But the appearance fee is only 100,000 yuan, wouldn't it be too little for an idol, right?"

Cheng Zilan smiled mischievously and then talked about remuneration.

It was originally 50,000 yuan, but she collected all the news about Zhao Yan and put it in front of Wei Ding.

After a thorough analysis, I got an appearance fee of 100,000 yuan.

"No, this much money is enough to sell egg fried rice for a long time."

Waving his hand, Zhao Yan didn't care about the reward.

As long as he participates in a variety show and completes the task, it's no problem to pay him back.

"That's good. Today is a good day. Let me treat my idol to dinner." Cheng Zilan breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to invite.

"Let's buy some food and go to your house to eat."

Zhao Yan rarely goes out to eat now. Although it is troublesome to make it by himself, it is delicious!

Cheng Zilan took care of herself and took Zhao Yan to the supermarket to buy vegetables.

When I got home, I volunteered to help wash and cut vegetables.

As a result, Zhao Yan pushed him away with a look of disgust.

Fortunately, he thought this girl was a homebody, but he didn't expect her to be clumsy.

Half an hour later.

Three dishes and one soup are ready.

Cheng Zilan greeted and quickly picked up a piece of braised pork ribs.

"Hmm~ Good time..."

Although she had confidence in Zhao Yan's cooking skills for a long time, when she actually tasted it, she realized that she had underestimated Zhao Yan's cooking skills.

"Slow down, no one will compete with you." Zhao Yan gave the foodie a blank look.

"Hey, if you eat food cooked by your idol, you won't be able to eat food cooked by others." Cheng Zilan said honestly.

"Flattery is useless. If you want to eat it, I can teach you how to make it."

Zhao Yan decisively rejected the girl's sweet talk and wanted to keep having sex with him for nothing? no way!

Cheng Zilan: "..."