At noon, Yang Chen opened the door of the shop again, and after making a simple lunch and eating Xiao Mengmeng, the two left the restaurant hand in hand.

In the afternoon, Yang Chen basically spent the first priority of buying winter clothes for his little girl, and after he came back, Yang Chen, who was carrying a large bag in his hand, was already tired into a puddle of mud.

At this time, he looked at the little girl who was still alive in front of him, and he couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

Woman, sure enough, is a natural shopaholic.

Throwing away these thoughts, Yang Chen played with Xiao Mengmeng for a while, and then turned on the stove again, preparing to make dinner to treat himself.

It's still sunny spring.

Now Yang Chen's hands are also a little tight, originally his old Yang family is not a big family, the family's industry has been eaten in his old man's generation, and now the only hope for Yang Chen is to put it in the only remaining restaurant in the old Yang family.

It's better to complete the tasks ordered by the system as soon as possible and open the small store, otherwise, in a few days, you will really be stretched.

Although the people on the empress's mother's side also left Xiao Mengmeng's living expenses before leaving, Yang Chen was not ready to use that money, after all, he had not really reached the point of exhaustion.

Luck is like a dragon, and Yang Chen's eyes are shining brightly in only a moment.

"Drink!" A low muffled snort was released from the depths of Yang Chen's throat, like a male lion that had just broken through its cage.

The movement in his hand was even more powerful, and he slapped his palm on the pale pink dough in front of him, and the waves that were startled were instantly ups and downs in all directions.

Pale pink flour billowed from the small kitchen.

Ramen, hot water, and ......

Step by step, according to the system, the movements in Yang Chen's hands became faster and faster.

Cooking wine boils chicken, and a chicken only boils a pot of soup.

This is the original words of the system, so Yang Chen strictly enforces it.

Half an hour later, the soup is made and the pot is revealed.

There was another burst of rich chicken soup, which was not inferior to the fresh aroma of chicken soup in the morning, wafting from this soup pot like waves around Yang Chen's shop.

......

"Damn! I can't bear it, that boss is poisoning again! Damn......"

To the east of Yang's shop, a shirtless middle-aged man had just finished eating, leaning against the door frame of his house, biting a bamboo stick in his mouth and picking his teeth.

I was just about to go out for a walk, but I was suddenly attracted by the inexplicable smell of chicken, and my face turned black in an instant, and I froze in place, and began to grit my teeth and scold my mother.

"The surname is Yang, the master and you are incompatible, this is the second time, you wait, is it easy for Lao Tzu to impact the foundation building period?

To the west of the Yang family's shop, in a huge mansion, a young man in white who looked to be in his early twenties had just pinched a trick in his hand and sat down cross-legged.

Not long after entering a strange state, smelling the fresh fragrance of the chicken soup that wafted in the wind pervasively, his eyes suddenly widened, his brows were bruised, and under one palm, the low wooden table beside him was immediately slapped into a pile of powder.

"Wife, I think let's discuss the matter of moving, I really can't stand this ghost place, that surnamed Yang is poisoned every day!"

To the south of Yang's shop, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties and forties couldn't sit still anymore when he smelled the familiar aroma.

The piece of braised pork that was just about to be sent to his mouth was also thrown down, and the crying father was about to start packing his luggage.

"Fuck Amitabha, I don't know when Boss Yang's shop will open, this is the third time today, just smelling this smell, poor monk, phew, Lao Tzu's gluttony will be hooked. ”

To the north of the Yang family's shop, in an inn, in the second room of Tianzi, a bald man smelled the faint fragrance wafting in the distance, and there was no longer a trace of hesitation.

He slammed the robe and Buddha beads to the ground, scolding in his mouth, and then looked in a direction to the south with deep eyes, muttering to himself.

In the Yang family's shop, the little girl at this moment was sitting on a long bench in the small building in such a hurry, her little buttocks twisting and twisting.

A pair of big eyes were constantly looking in the direction of the kitchen, and their eyes were full of anticipation.

"Baba, okay, no! Meng Meng is dying of hunger!"

"Hurry up, why is it so slow!"

"Oh, baba, it's too slow, it's too slow! starvation, starvation!"

......

Listening to the sound of his own daughter's urging in his ears, Yang Chen still looked calm and relaxed.

Unhurriedly, he put the two boiled eggs into the noodle bowl, and finally walked out of the kitchen with the two hot Yangchun noodles.

"What are you urging, what are you urging? Stinky girl, don't you see how tired your father is? Look at how hungry you are!"

put down the two bowls of hot noodles in his hand, and one of the bowls of noodles with hard-boiled eggs was pushed in front of Xiao Mengmeng, while also pinching the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, he gently knocked on the little head, and said angrily.

"Hee-hee, Baba is the best, don't worry about Mengmeng......"

For this lesson from her father, Xiao Mengmeng is not afraid at all.

just smiled and stuck out his little tongue at Yang Chen's old face full of black lines, and then began to concentrate on the bowl of hot noodles in front of him.

"Hey......"

Looking at the little gluttonous cat raised by himself helplessly, Yang Chen also sighed leisurely, there was really nothing he could do about her.

I'm tired enough today, I'm already hungry, so let's finish eating early and go to bed.

Yang Chen licked his lips, then pinched the pair of bamboo chopsticks, and began to gulp and destroy the Yangchun noodles in front of him with this little girl.

"Ahh

Xiao Nizi drank the last bite of chicken soup in the bowl contentedly, and lay lazily on the table like a well-fed little flower cat, and her little face did not look like the slightest image.

The chubby little hand rubbed his bulging little belly.

The little girl also burped slightly, and finally covered her mouth with her hand with a blushing face.

"Hahaha!"

Yang Chen naturally heard the sound of this little girl's hiccup, and he couldn't control it for a while, so he couldn't help laughing.

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh! Hmph, baba, if you laugh again, Mengmeng will ignore you again!"

The little girl was in a hurry, so she came to Yang Chen's side with a big belly around the table, and said angrily while pulling the latter's clothes with a red face.

"Daddy doesn't laugh at you, doesn't laugh at you!"

Yang Chen saw that this little girl had actually learned to be embarrassed, and tried to hold back her smile, and she should be with this little girl.

"Alright, Mengmeng, Dad is going to clean up these bowls now, let's send you upstairs to play first, okay. ”

"Good. ”

For her father's request, the little girl rarely became well-behaved, nodded her little head, and agreed.

After that, under that exclamation, the little girl's feet were in the air, and the whole person was picked up by Yang Chen, and walked all the way to the end of the stairs that led to the third floor.

After settling the little girl, Yang Chen turned around and returned to the first floor and began to clean up the mess on the table.

At this moment, a "ding" sound in his ears attracted his attention.

The little black letters began to slowly unfold in the depths of his mind.

System score: color: 20, fragrance: 30, taste: 30 (total score 80 points, passing score 80 points for qualifying results, congratulations to the host for completing the task, keep up the good work young man.) ）

The initial task is 50% complete, and there is still time left in the mission: two days, 5 hours, and 12 minutes, please continue to work hard to complete the task as soon as possible.

"Huh, is the task halfway completed? Yangchun noodles have reached the passing line!"

After seeing this news, even Yang Chen's eyes at the moment could not hide a look of excitement, and the action of cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks with both hands was obvious.

"It seems that tomorrow we will hurry up and buy the tables and chairs in the store and let the small store open. ”