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

[Congratulations to the host for successfully completing the task, the overall score is +30]

Zhao Yan was extremely happy when he heard the system prompt tone.

it is finally over!

Although he likes good food, he can tolerate cooking an occasional meal to cultivate his sentiments, but if he is asked to cook every day for a long time, he will not be able to bear it.

"System, end experience chef career."

Now his overall score has reached 90 points, and he decisively chose to end it.

Although if you wait a little longer, the overall score may reach 100 points, but it’s not necessary. For this profession, god-level cooking skills are already very impressive.

[The chef professional experience has ended, the host's comprehensive score is greater than 80, the skill of god-level cooking is permanently solidified, and the lottery draw is awarded once]

The lottery is good.

I just don’t know what I can extract.

As the saying goes, you must wash your hands before drawing a lottery, so that you can be possessed by the European Emperor.

Zhao Yan cleaned his hands carefully.

"System, give me a lottery draw!"

[Congratulations to the host, winning 1 million in cash]

Zhao Yan looked surprised when he saw the payment notification on his mobile phone. He could actually get cash directly?

He always thought it was some kind of skill or item.

It seems he doesn't know enough about the system.

"System, when is the next professional experience?"

No longer entangled in the past, Zhao Yan turned to care about his next career.

[The host can choose to experience a career at any time]

"Then experience it now!"

[The occupation randomly selected this time is - Buttocks Cleaner]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the exclusive skill of butt cleaner: Eighteen Rubbing]

? ? ?

For a moment, Zhao Yan thought he was hallucinating.

Butt cleaner? Eighteen rubs? Why does this profession sound so arrogant?

Zhao Yan had a bad feeling in his heart, so he looked at the detailed description just to be on the safe side.

[Butt Cleaner: Clean the buttocks of special people]

[Eighteen rubs: Use this technique to instantly make your butt smooth and clean]

Holy shit!

Zhao Yan was stunned when he saw the relevant introduction to this profession.

I am a god-like figure, and now you want me to clean someone’s butt?

What the hell did you give me as a gift? Rub your hair!

Go to hell!

"Reject! Reject! Reject!"

Such a disgusting profession, except for gays who would be ecstatic...

A straight and tough man like him can't do anything he says.

[The host has rejected this career, and the next career experience will be in three days]

"Just three days, just take a good rest these days."

It’s been more than ten days since I traveled back in time, and I haven’t taken a good look at the differences between the two worlds.

There is still more than 1 million on the card, so there is no need to worry about it for the time being.

The next day, Zhao Yan was planning to move to a slightly larger house.

This kind of matter is left directly to the intermediary.

After looking at several houses in a row, Zhao Yan chose a community called Qingjiang Garden, with 2 bedrooms and 1 living room, and a monthly rent of 10,000.

It has to be said that the housing prices in Magic City are magical.

This price is more than enough to rent a three-bedroom apartment in other cities.

It happened that the original house was about to expire, and Zhao Yan did not renew the lease. Most of the things in it belonged to the original owner and were not very valuable, so he simply stayed and moved there with a few clothes.

In the afternoon, Zhao Yan went to purchase some daily necessities, and then invited Cheng Zilan to come to his new home to celebrate the move together.

Speaking of which, this was his first friend in this world. Lao Wang was considered a bad friend at best.

night.

Zhao Yan cooked by himself and made six dishes, plus a soup.

However, he found that Cheng Zilan seemed to have entered sage mode and lacked interest.

After confirming again and again that the food was made with divine cooking skills, Zhao Yan asked curiously: "Why this expression? Did you lose your money?"

In his eyes, Cheng Zilan has always been a lively, cheerful, devoid of scheming, and somewhat greedy fool.

Now that the big meal is ahead, he doesn't look very happy and doesn't rush to eat it immediately. This is very abnormal.

Hearing this, Cheng Zilan sighed: "Absolutely. I'm unemployed, does that mean I've lost a lot of money?"

Speaking of this, her little face was full of frustration.

I criticized the director two days ago, and in a fit of anger, I lost my work badge and walked away in style, which was really great.

But she soon became unhappy and the director kicked her out of the show. Now she is a freelancer.

"What's going on? Is it my fault?"

Zhao Yan understood after just a moment's thought that he was brought there by Cheng Zilan after all, and he argued hard to get him an appearance fee of 100,000 yuan.

Although he didn't care about the money, he took it as he wished, if Cheng Zilan lost his job due to his reasons.

Then he felt a little bit sorry.

"No, in fact, I have long been dissatisfied with those shady stories, but I never had the courage to point them out. I would also like to thank you for saying it. Although I am unemployed, I am much more comfortable."

Having said this, Cheng Zilan smiled and cheered up.

"Today is my idol's housewarming ceremony, so I won't talk about those bad things. Come on, I'll do it first out of respect."

"Thank you! What are your plans for the future?" Zhao Yan clinked the glasses with her and asked casually.

"Well~ let's take some rest first. In fact, my dream is to be an actor. But my family won't let me, so I chose to work behind the scenes."

Speaking of the word "actor", Cheng Zilan's mouth was full of oil, and there seemed to be light in his eyes, but it was fleeting.

"Your personality will make you lose your temper even faster in the entertainment industry."

Upon hearing Cheng Zilan's dream, Zhao Yan did not encourage him, but instead hit him rudely.

Although this girl is good-looking, she is outspoken and says whatever she wants. He also likes to fight against injustices and cannot survive in the entertainment industry.

"You really know how to hit people. Are there any idols like you?"

Cheng Zilan pushed Zhao Yan with a coquettish tone.

Of course she knew that Zhao Yan was right. If it were before, she would still be angry when she heard this, but not now.

Since joining the workforce, she has seen all kinds of shady and dirty deals. A glimpse of the leopard shows that the entertainment industry is not much better.

"Are you interested in learning cooking from me?" Zhao Yan suddenly asked after taking a sip of beer.

He was wondering whether to train an apprentice so that someone would cook for him in the future. Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to cook by himself every time.

No matter how good he is in teaching, as long as he has half of his cooking skills, he will be better than those chefs with three Michelin stars.

Then you will be liberated from not having to do it yourself, which is perfect.

"Cooking? Idol, do you think I'm the one?"

When Cheng Zilan heard this, her pretty eyes darkened. Although she likes to eat delicious food, she knows nothing about cooking.

"I think you can do it. Why don't you give it a try while you're unemployed? The salary is, well, ten thousand a month. What do you think?"

He offered such a high salary because he wanted to compensate Cheng Zilan.

Although he had a great time doing it last time, he didn't consider her situation.

"Wow, such a high salary?"

Cheng Zilan opened her mouth wide in surprise, and the bones she was chewing fell off.

When I worked in the program team before, I only made 8,000 a month.

"Of course, I am more optimistic about you. From now on, I will rely on you to take over my stall."

Zhao Yan smiled slightly and gave him a shot of chicken blood.

Cheng Zilan: "..."

He rolled his eyes speechlessly.

Who is going to take over the night market stall?

Let her be a cute little girl selling fried rice with a spoon every day, and her arms will become thicker.