"Stop! Don't run! ”

Qi Yuan just opened his eyes, the night in front of him was thick, the wind slapped on his face, and the ground under the street lamp was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the ground was a little slippery.

【Host! Turn around! There is a chengguan in the back! 】

Qi Yuan's consciousness gradually returned, and his eyes quickly twisted the handle of the small tricycle, and the edge of the small tricycle hit the street lamp pole on the side of the road, almost rubbing out sparks.

Qi Yuan accelerated steadily, without squinting, and caught a glimpse of the chengguan who was thrown off in the rearview mirror, and sighed, "I think back then, this young master was a car god." ”

[Come on, host, receive the information quickly.] 】

The original owner is a liberal arts student who graduated from a top university, because of the fierce competition for jobs and the poor psychological quality of the original owner, after finding seven jobs in five months, he couldn't bear the pressure to resign, his confidence was frustrated, and he directly took over his grandmother's noodle stall, wanting to be an unrestrained self-employed person.

The original owner opened a noodle stall for more than ten days with the idea of living a dull life, but was found by her biological parents, who took her home.

Originally, the original owner thought that a good day had come, but she was sent to the moody villain's house, and asked her to please the villain, otherwise she would send someone to kill the grandmother who raised the original owner, and the original owner did so, and was thrown out by the villain that night, and on the way home, the original owner was killed by a gang of gangsters.

"Is this XX what I mean?"

[Yes.] The host should focus on the key points and continue to receive information about the world. 】

The heroine of the world is a real daughter who grew up in the countryside since she was a child, wearing a variety of vests, and was taken back to the city in high school, abusing the scum and slapping her face and removing the vest, and joining hands with the male protagonist to the peak of life.

Villain information is not available.

[World Mission 1: The original owner's long-cherished wish: inherit grandma's noodle stall, if possible, please help every girl in danger. World Mission 2: Weaken the villain. World Mission 3: Raiders Villains. 】

Qi Yuan held the handlebar of the small three-wheeler, faced the falling snow particles, and returned home according to the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's home is in a small alley, the alley is not deep, about ten meters, and there are seven or eight families living in it.

The little three-wheeler couldn't get in, so he could only lock it in the simple carport outside, lock the little three-wheeler, put away the key, and entered the alley.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the winter night is especially dark, and it is lonely and cold.

Entering the small courtyard, I quietly opened the wooden door, the light in the living room was on, the eight-watt incandescent lamp was a little dim, and there was a stove in the middle of the living room, and a pot of boiling water was sitting.

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand to bake the fire by the fire, looked at the living room environment, and had some understanding of the original owner's family, one word, 'poor'.

"The girl is back, is it cold? There is a big sweet potato in the stove, which grandma specially picked for you, sweet! ”

The old lady's steps were steady but slow, her old words were full of love, her gray hair was a little thin, and the folds in her smile told the story.

The old lady picks up the roasted sweet potatoes and places them on the edge of the outer ring of the stove.

"Dry it for a while before eating, but don't wait for it to be cold, if it's cold, it's not delicious, just dry it for a while, dry it for a while, it's not hot, eat it while it's hot." It's sweet......"

The old lady chattered, kept repeating that she would dry for a while before eating, and Qi was willing to patiently roast the fire, and respond a few times from time to time.

The next day, Qi Yuan went to the snack street to set up a stall, where the original owner paid the stall fee, so he could rest assured.

As soon as the small tricycle was stopped and the tables and chairs were set, the three yellow-haired boys sat down arrogantly, looked at Qi Yuan with explicit eyes, and waved at Qi Yuan obscenely, "Little boss, three bowls of noodles." ”

Qi Yuan glanced at them indifferently, "Eighteen, scan the code or cash?" ”

The yellow-haired boy was not stingy, took out his mobile phone, and pressed it a few times, "Little boss, if you pay twenty, you should make a friend, you can just call me Brother Kai, hehe." ”

Qi Yuan smoothly lowered the noodles into the pot, "One egg is a dollar, add two eggs to you." Also, I don't like making friends. ”

[Host, what do you do with sugar in boiling noodles? 】

"Don't talk nonsense, I put salt, adding salt can improve the umami of the noodles."

Qi Yuan dug up a piece of lard, put it in the pot, kept stirring, smelled the taste, and was a little suspicious, the original owner's craftsmanship was fine?

【…… Host, did you suspect the wrong person? 】

The host didn't follow the original owner's method, what was there on the stall, and the host was making its own noodles?

After boiling for a while, Qi Yuan estimated that it was about the same, turned off the heat, took the prepared bowl, and filled three bowls.

As soon as the yellow-haired man looked up, he saw Qi Yuan's movements, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he went over directly and praised him, "The little boss's craftsmanship is good, the efficiency is high, look at how good this noodle is, it took ten minutes to cook noodles yesterday, and it will be done in three minutes today, amazing!" Terrible! ”

Qi Yuan made a move, did she not ...... Cooked?

The yellow-haired man boasted to himself, and didn't pay attention to Qi Yuan's reaction, Qi Yuan thought for a second, but still felt that his craftsmanship was fine, after all, she did it according to the memory of the original owner, and the original owner's reputation for making noodles was good, so she must be fine.

Thinking like this, Qi Yuan quickly served three bowls of noodles, and the yellow-haired man served two bowls attentively and greeted his two companions.

"Okay, don't look at your phone, try the craftsmanship of the little boss, the noodles made by the little boss on this street are the best!"

Qi Yuan put down the bowl, and a yellow-haired man raised his head, his eyes wandering around Qi Yuan's chest and waist, "Thank you, little boss, for giving us food below." ”

"Hahahaha......"

The three of them laughed together, teasing each other, taking the yellow tone as fun, and the laughter revealed a bit of evil disgust.

"Or you kid has a smart brain!"

"Look at you like this, be careful that the little boss doesn't give us food next time."

Qi Yuan's fist was hard and he directly flipped the table, and before the three yellow-haired men could react, one of them was kicked and kicked seven or eight meters away.

The owners of the surrounding food stalls avoided their sights, not wanting to cause trouble, and the little girl selling grilled sausages next to them ran out and stopped Qi Yuan.

The little girl was not very old, worried and afraid, "Sister, don't hurt anyone, otherwise you will go to prison." ”

Qi Yuan looked at the three yellow-haired men on the ground who were wailing, "Cheap them." ”

Explore the road at night, or do you want to clean up for them? It's a problem.

[Host, it is recommended that you do not test on the edge of the law. 】

"It won't be discovered."

First hack the surrounding monitoring system, then wear gloves, leave no fingerprints and no images, as for the alibi, use ......

【Host!! Please stop your dangerous thoughts! We're here to practice, not to learn how to sin perfectly! 】

The system pulled its throat, angry, Qi Yuan's thoughts made it feel deeply confused, and it suddenly remembered that the villain of the last world was not her own knife?

The host is an extralegal fanatic, and there is a villain who covers the sky with one hand......

Qi Yuan looked away, thought about it, kicked a stone with his foot, and smashed it into the mouth of the yellow-haired man, "Don't appear in front of me in the future." ”

The black Maybach window not far away was ajar, revealing half of the man's face, delicate eyebrows and eyes, neat broken hair, and ink-colored pupils focused, "Chen Feng, check that woman's information." ”

Chen Feng: "...... Sir, which? ”

Chen Feng followed his husband's line of sight, a street woman, a middle-aged woman, a young woman, and a milk doll, how did he know which one his husband fancied?