Chapter 42: Let You Open a Food Shop, But You Operate at 3 AM

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

Qin Feiyu grew up by her grandparents' side since childhood; her grandmother passed away when she was in elementary school.

"Grandpa, what are you talking about?" Qin Feiyu frowned at Grandpa and asked.

Grandpa Qin sighed, tilted his head to gaze at the night sky, and sank into memory.

"Xiao Yu, when Grandpa was young, I was away year-round and could only come back for a few days during the New Year."

"Back then our family circumstances were poor; your grandmother, staying at home, wouldn't even spare a drop of oil for the daily meals."

"But during those few days I was home, your grandmother would always take the chickens and ducks we raised to the market, trade them for a small piece of meat, and wrap a whole pot of steaming hot steamed buns for our big family."

"The taste of your grandmother's steamed buns — Grandpa will never forget it in this lifetime."

"Your grandmother suffered a lifetime of hardship with me; just when life got better, she left first."

"I've lived all these years and eaten plenty of good things, but I've always felt that your grandmother's steamed buns are the most delicious thing in this world."

"A few days ago I happened to taste this shop's soup dumplings, and at that moment I discovered — this flavor is too much like the steamed buns your grandmother made back then!"

Listening to Grandpa Qin's words, Qin Feiyu felt her eyes grow a little moist; the image of her grandmother, kind and amiable, involuntarily rose before her eyes.

What she loved to eat most as a child was the steamed buns her grandmother made at New Year; every time she ate until she couldn't eat another bite before stopping.

Qin Feiyu quickly opened the plastic bag in her hand, pinched a soup dumpling, and took a bite.

After chewing a few times in her mouth, Qin Feiyu's brows knitted: "Grandpa, you wouldn't be using Grandma as an excuse, would you? This soup dumpling tastes very ordinary, not the least bit like Grandma's cooking!"

"Of course I know!" Grandpa Qin replied irritably: "This wasn't made by that young man surnamed Lu at all; he wasn't open for business today, I just bought it randomly, otherwise I'd have eaten it all up long ago!"

"Grandpa really isn't tricking me?" Qin Feiyu looked at Grandpa with a face full of suspicion, looking like she didn't quite believe it.

After all, Grandpa has too many priors.

For instance, a few times before, he said he was going to find old comrades to reminisce.

As a result, one day on her way off work Qin Feiyu accidentally discovered Grandpa standing by the road eating skewers, one after another, his mouth full of oil.

No wonder those few days she always smelled a faint barbecue scent on Grandpa.

Seeing his granddaughter's disbelieving look, Grandpa Qin instantly grew anxious: "Xiao Yu, no matter how many tall tales I've made up before, I've never dragged your grandmother into it, have I? Your grandmother's place in my heart is one of a kind!"

Qin Feiyu tilted her head and thought for a moment, feeling Grandpa's words made sense.

"Alright, I believe what you say, but you can't go eat there every day! Eating too much is bad for your health!"

Grandpa Qin gave a bitter smile, unable to stop himself from grumbling: "I'd love to eat more, the key is one person can only buy one portion!"

Thinking of this, Grandpa Qin suddenly had a thought, suddenly recalling the fatty who ate three portions of soup dumplings at Lu Feng's shop yesterday.

"Xiao Yu, I see you still don't believe Grandpa's words. How about this." Grandpa Qin put on a helpless air, sighed, and said: "Monday evening after you get off work, come with Grandpa to have a taste; then you'll know!"

"Grandpa, I just said I believe you." Qin Feiyu stared blankly, a little uncomprehending.

"No good! I see you're just saying you believe with your mouth, but in your heart you definitely think Grandpa's lying to you!" Grandpa Qin said with a stubborn face.

"Anyway you must go with me, otherwise I'll still sneak out later; you think just Little Li can keep an eye on me? I was a reconnaissance soldier for decades!"

Mentioning Guard Xiao Li, Grandpa Qin seemed to suddenly remember there was still a person here, turned his head and ordered him: "Xiao Li, you come along Monday too!"

"... Yes." Xiao Li looked at Grandpa Qin with a speechless face.

Hearing this, Qin Feiyu instantly didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing that once Grandpa's stubborn temper flared up, no one could stop him.

"Fine fine fine, I'll go with you, okay?"

Grandpa Qin instantly beamed with joy.

He knew his granddaughter didn't like eating outside food; at most she'd taste one and stop.

As for Xiao Li...

As long as he himself didn't speak up, would he dare eat one to try?

Thinking that on Monday he'd get to eat three portions of soup dumplings, Grandpa Qin's heart was delighted beyond words.

Grandpa Qin was happy inside; the gloom of not eating Lu Feng's soup dumplings tonight had long since vanished, and he walked forward with hands behind his back humming a little tune, his steps much lighter.

Qin Feiyu and Xiao Li exchanged a glance, each seeing helplessness in the other's eyes, then followed along.

Midnight.

Lu Feng, who had played games at home all day, lay on the bed drowsy.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a familiar electronic chime suddenly rang in his mind.

【Ding! Next week's mission has been activated!】

Lu Feng sat up, a little puzzled inside.

Next week's mission doesn't start until Monday, right? How come it was released today?

Lu Feng opened the virtual mission panel before his eyes; the detailed content of this week's mission appeared before his eyes, and he gave it a quick scan.

【Mission Content: Within next week Monday through Sunday, every day from 3 AM to 6 AM, sell 500 portions of fried noodles; fried noodle pricing shall not be lower than 50 yuan.】

【Mission Progress: 0/500】

【Mission Reward: One random high-end property within Jiang City.】

【Master-Level Fried Noodle Technique has been issued; System Mall has added fried noodle related ingredients.】

The next moment, Lu Feng felt a cool sensation in his head, and a huge pile of fried noodle production methods and techniques appeared in his mind.

This familiar sensation of enlightenment pouring into the crown made his originally somewhat drowsy brain instantly wake up.

Lu Feng felt that at this moment he had already become a top-tier master chef deeply versed in fried noodles for decades; the ingredients, heat control, seasoning, and techniques for making all kinds of fried noodles were already perfected to the point of mastery.

When he saw next week's mission reward, he couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Next week's reward is a house?

He had originally planned to go out tomorrow to find a new rental house, but the system really sent a pillow right when he was dozing off!

This way, not only did he save the money for renting a house, but he also achieved it in one step and became a homeowner himself!

The system is truly generous!

Lu Feng, filled with excitement, read through the mission content once more, and this time he discovered something wasn't quite right.

By the time he finished reading the system's mission content word for word once again, Lu Feng was dumbfounded.

The joy-filled mood he had just had towards the reward instantly vanished.

Selling fried noodles next week isn't a problem, the key is these business hours...

3 AM?

"System, did you make a mistake with next week's mission business hours?" Lu Feng asked, unwilling to give up.

【There is no error in the mission content, please complete it according to the mission regulations, Host.】

MD! Dog System!

Lu Feng couldn't help but curse inwardly in his heart.

He originally thought the first mission's 9 PM business hours were already outrageous enough.

He didn't expect this second week's mission to be even more outrageous!

3 AM, sell to ghosts?

Which decent person doesn't sleep in the middle of the night, coming to his place to eat fried noodles at 3 AM!