Food: Starting with Wonton Noodles

The aroma of ginger in the ginger milk instantly washed over Jiang Yan's memories, reminding her of the pig's feet with ginger that her mother cooked.

Even though it wasn't the same food, she still missed her mother.

"This ginger milk curd is delicious, the milk flavor is so much richer," Chen Yun said.

"Hmm, but I still prefer double-skin milk pudding a bit more, with two layers of skin offering three different textures. And I especially love how smooth and tender it is."

Han Yuanyuan also began to comment.

"Boss, do you still have ginger milk curd?" Hearing their comments, the students in front of the stall became even more anxious.

This wonton noodle shop owner is so awful! Is he just going to bait the area without actually feeding the food?

"Yes! If you order wonton noodles, we can give you a free bowl to try. However, there aren't many left."

Zhou Yu then came to his senses.

He squeezed out the last bit of ginger and used it to make the last bowl of ginger milk curd.

Only then did he have time to open the system panel:

Wishlist:

Liang Xinxin: This uncle is so handsome, but his nephew is so annoying. When will my dad cook for me and beat his uncle for once? (Task Reward: Five random classic dessert recipes)

Zhang Rong: None

Gao Jing'an: None

He Xiaoli: I want to eat KFC for my birthday; I don't want to eat my dad's wonton noodles anymore. (Task Reward: Golden Egg Fried Rice Recipe)

Jiang Yan: I really miss the braised pig's feet with ginger that my mom used to cook for me! Mom, I miss you so much. (Task Reward: Congee Recipe) (Task Completed, Awaiting Claim)

Chen Yun: None

Han Yuanyuan: None

[Wishlist tasks claimed/Completed: 4/3]

Jiang Yan's wish task keeps scrolling with notifications.

Is it possible to complete a task even if it's not done according to one's wishes?

Furthermore, is it okay to complete the task first and then claim it before even accepting it?

It seems good deeds really do get rewarded!

Zhou Yu was overjoyed. He quickly clicked to claim the reward, feeling a sense of satisfaction as if he had snagged a bargain.

In an instant, the recipe for congee was also instantly etched into his mind.

......

Sun Zhigang's street vending business has not been doing well in the last few days.

Just as Zhou Yu said, he now has to stay up until after 11 o'clock every day before he can close up shop.

He felt that he looked haggard and several years older.

After Zhou Yu started setting up his stall at the National Taiwan Ocean University, his fried noodle business declined intermittently.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu was a very easygoing person; he would stop selling wonton noodles once he had sold more than a hundred servings each day.

This allowed him to catch his breath a little, and with the time allotted for late-night snacks, he was able to sell all the ingredients he had prepared.

"Brother Gang, your business isn't going to stay like this. How about I help you find someone to take care of him?" Yang Jingda said.

Yang Jingda is Sun Zhigang's cousin, and he happened to come from his hometown to visit Sun Zhigang today.

Seeing that Sun Zhigang's stall had been squeezed out by Zhou Yu and he had hardly any business, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Sun Zhigang cursed, "What do you want? Are you going to beat someone up or kill someone? Don't you know why you came out to find me?"

"It's not conspicuous at all. Do you think this is still the old days when kids fight? If you go to jail, how am I going to explain this to your mother when I go back for Chinese New Year?"

"Then, shall we report his stall?"

"If you report it and it gets accepted, our whole street will die together," Sun Zhigang said with a hint of disappointment.

"Besides, they won against me with their own skills. I'm not as good as them, so I have to accept my defeat. Ada, since you came out of the village to find me, you have to remember that we can be poor and we can be arrogant, but we can't be despicable, otherwise no one will help you in the future."

Yang Jingda scratched his head and said, "Then we can find some fellow villagers to come and help out, right? When I came here, I heard that my third uncle's son was also studying here, right? Let him bring his classmates and people from the hometown association to support us. It's about fellow villagers helping fellow villagers."

This time, Sun Zhigang finally did not object, even though he also felt that it wouldn't be very effective.

The people from the same hometown are indeed very united.

But no matter how united the locals are, they can't come to support you every day. When they stop coming, you'll still have to face the same problems.

"Should we move our stall to a different location?" The thought suddenly popped into his head.

But Ocean University was the best place he could find to set up a stall.

If someone like him, who sells fried noodles, were to move to another location, he would only be able to work at a late-night food stall that lasts until the early hours of the morning.

That means he won't have much time to set up his breakfast stall in the morning.

I chose to set up a stall at the school gate because I thought I could close up early in the evening and have time to prepare the materials for the morning stall.

By setting up my stall twice a day, I can save more money.

Thinking about it, he also became worried.

However, seeing customers walking towards him, he still forced a smile and called out, "Fried noodles, fried noodles, ten yuan a serving of fried noodles, and a cup of herbal tea is included with every serving!"

However, the students passing by didn't even glance at him, and instead turned around and slipped to Zhou Yu's stall to form a queue.

Sun Zhigang's smile froze instantly, and he was momentarily unsure whether to laugh or cry.

"Damn it, is this damn wonton noodle soup really that delicious?" Yang Jingda said indignantly.

"Brother Gang, if you won't let me go to his stall, can't I at least buy some to try?"

Seeing that Sun Zhigang didn't speak, Yang Jingda said again, "Brother Gang, I'll go buy it."

"Wait a minute," Sun Zhigang called out to Yang Jingda. "He doesn't know you. Go into the school first, then come out and buy it. After you're done, go into the school, change the packaging, and then come out and bring it to me."

"So dramatic!"

Yang Jingda left Sun Zhigang's stall impatiently.

But he still followed Sun Zhigang's instructions, first entering the school before following the flow of people out and queuing at Zhou Yu's stall.

"Boss, two bowls of wonton noodles to go."

Zhou Yu looked at the dark-skinned, muscular young man in front of him and felt a little strange.

Although he looks young, Yang Jingda really doesn't have the demeanor of a student.

The overwhelming simplicity is more like that of a construction worker who has been carrying bricks on a construction site for many years.

However, Zhou Yu didn't think about it too much, after all, it's not surprising that some students are particularly mature.

Or perhaps there's no rule against construction workers buying wonton noodles?

"Okay, two bowls of wonton noodles, would you like to add a side of smashed cucumber or double-skin milk pudding?"

"No need. Just wonton noodles, boss, hurry up." Yang Jingda said impatiently.

Sun Zhigang's shop doesn't sell snacks or desserts, so there's no need for him to waste money supporting his enemy.

After he left with the packaged wonton noodles, Zhou Yu took a final look in the direction he had gone.

Hey! They really are heading towards the school.

It seems that the male students at Ocean University aren't particularly good-looking.

"Boss, your ginger milk curd is delicious, we all think it's perfect. But, a few of us would prefer your double-skin milk curd a little more."

Chen Yun's words interrupted Zhou Yu's inner monologue.