Chapter 309

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Lu Feng read the mission details back and forth, carefully, three times, finally stopping on the very last line of the Special Note.

【After next week's mission is completed, this System will automatically upgrade; after upgrading, the Host may freely decide each week's business hours.】

This line of text made Lu Feng unable to stop the corners of his mouth from curling up.

The scenes of these past weeks being dictated by the System's randomly refreshed business hours were still vivid in his mind.

The second week's business hours were set at three in the morning, forcing him to stay up night after night.

Last week, although the business hours were adjusted to six in the afternoon, only one hour of business time was given each day.

During that week's business hours, he was so busy he didn't even have time to take a sip of water.

Every day when business ended, his arms ached uncontrollably.

Now, just thinking that he would be able to decide each week's business hours himself in the future, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

From now on, he would never have to worry again about the System refreshing some bizarre business hours.

Lu Feng's gaze shifted upward a bit; when he saw the Random Lottery mission reward, his heart wasn't particularly concerned.

Random Lottery depends on character, but judging from the previous two lotteries, Lu Feng's luck had always been pretty good.

The luxury villa he currently lives in, the Maybach he drives, were both obtained from the Random Lottery.

He was very satisfied with these rewards, which also proved his luck was indeed very good.

As a person who is content with what he has, Lu Feng expressed that he wasn't picky at all.

Never mind the Chef Skills and Mission Recipes in the prize pool.

Even if he drew a Cash Reward, Lu Feng would still think it was a good deal.

Afterward, he looked again at next week's mission conditions.

The quantity of dishes required to be sold for next week's mission, compared to the previous weeks, was the least — only 200 portions.

The mission quantities for the previous weeks were either five hundred or a thousand; this time it directly dropped by this much.

The System's unusually low mission quantity made Lu Feng subconsciously stroke his chin and fall into thought.

This dog System has never been that kind-hearted, lowering the difficulty for no reason.

There's an eighty to ninety percent chance a trap is hidden in here.

However, no matter what, the System wouldn't assign him an impossible mission.

With the previous weeks' recipes as a foundation, this week's recipe would at least definitely have no problems in terms of taste.

After all, it's the God of Cooking System; it couldn't possibly make him cook something super unpalatable that no one would buy.

The only possibility is that it's like this week's dishes.

The ingredient quota from the System Mall used for cooking each day is most likely limited in supply.

As for the actual situation, that can only be known when next week arrives.

Lu Feng picked up his mobile phone and, as per habit, checked his bank card balance.

Looking at the seven-figure deposit inside, his heart instantly settled considerably.

Today's Lu Feng lives in a luxury villa, drives a luxury car, and on top of that has over a million in savings in his bank card.

His current mindset is completely different from before.

After his mindset changed, facing the various traps the System arranged, he could now face them with composure.

No matter what kind of trap he encounters next week, he isn't that worried.

Anyway, the rewards the System gives are always far more than the traps; there's nothing to be afraid of.

Lu Feng turned off his phone screen, lay down on the bed, let out a yawn, and within a few seconds fell into dreamland.

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Monday noon, twelve o'clock, Garden Road Food Street.

Lu Feng parked the Maybach in the parking lot next to the Food Street, got out of the car carrying the Food Ingredient Box.

Just as he got out, he saw from far away that a circle of people had gathered around his store entrance.

This week's business hours, he hadn't notified anyone other than Hu Xiaoyun.

Following the usual pattern, these people had probably been squatting near his shop since morning.

However, what puzzled him a bit was that these people were all gathered at the store entrance right now, heads all facing the same direction, whispering to each other from time to time.

In the past, as soon as his car stopped, someone would notice his arrival.

But now, he had almost walked to the store entrance, and not a single diner had noticed him.

Judging by the situation, something seemed to have happened at the store entrance.

"Something's off."

Lu Feng muttered to himself, quickening his pace toward the shop.

Before he could get close to the crowd, a loud and somewhat familiar male voice drifted into his ears.

Hearing this voice, Lu Feng's steps paused, and his brows couldn't help but furrow.

"Come come come, Master, just put it right here! Right right right, shift it a bit more to the left, right against that neighboring shop's door!"

Lu Feng stopped, and following the direction of the voice, looked through the gaps in the crowd.

Two movers in work clothes were laboriously carrying a vending machine over a person tall, moving it toward the spot next to his store entrance.

The man directing the movers was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

This person was precisely the bespectacled man who had come to his shop last week to pitch an automatic vending machine, only to be refused by him.

Immediately after, another woman's high-pitched voice followed, carrying over.

"Oh my, you've worked hard! I went to the hardware store early this morning and bought the best power strip, a full fifteen meters long; pulling it over from the shop side should be enough, right?"

This voice was also not unfamiliar to Lu Feng.

He recognized it at once — the speaker was the boss lady selling braised delicacies to the right of his shop.

Right now she held a brand-new power strip in her hand, standing beside the bespectacled man, a smile plastered on her face.

The boss lady's gaze kept darting toward those diners crowding around Lu Feng's shop entrance, her eyes carrying a few hints of smugness.

"Tsk tsk tsk... this machine looks truly imposing!"

The boss lady reached out and touched the automatic vending machine, her tone full of delight: "With such a big machine, there definitely won't be a shortage of people coming here to buy drinks in the future!"

Hearing her say this, the bespectacled man's face revealed a smug smile, and his voice grew a few degrees louder: "That's a must! The main thing is your location is good — so many people queue here every day, what a huge customer flow! Boss lady, after you make money, you'll have to properly thank Boss Lu!"

When he said the three words "Boss Lu," he deliberately emphasized his tone, and his eyes even swept a glance toward Lu Feng's side.

In fact, he had long since seen Lu Feng walking over from the parking lot side.

This speech was deliberately said for Lu Feng to hear.

"That's for sure! Who told him to have so many customers here?"

The boss lady quickly picked up the conversation, her tone carrying a few hints of sourness: "Boss Lu makes so much money every day, he looks down on this bit, but I'm different — such a good location, if not utilized, would simply be a waste!"

"Boss lady, you're not wrong at all — with such good location conditions, it must be put to good use, right?"

The bespectacled man looked at Lu Feng smugly and said loudly: "Later I'll apply to the company for two more machines to come over, fill up this whole row at the entrance, and then you'll definitely earn even more!"

"Oh my! That's too much to thank you for!"

The boss lady's eyes instantly brightened, her face blooming into a full smile.