Chapter 47

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Protagonist:

Lu Feng

In the time that followed, Lu Feng threw himself into the kitchen, his movements deft as he set to making fried noodles.

Although there weren't many of these young men, quite a few ordered two or three portions each.

As a result, Lu Feng received fifteen orders all at once, which was already very good for a late-night business.

Lu Feng's wok could make four or five portions of fried noodles at a time, so this quantity wouldn't take him too long either.

As one wok after another of fried noodles came out, the originally lively hall quieted down again.

However, it wasn't because the people had all left, but because once the fried noodles were served, those young men staying to dine in each just buried their heads and ate in big mouthfuls, simply having no time to speak.

In the hall, only a rustling sound of eating noodles could be heard.

A few young men had originally planned to take it back and eat while gaming, but seeing the clean and tidy appearance of Lu Feng's shop, then thinking of the internet cafe environment mixed with smoke smell and foot odor, they all changed their minds.

These young men ate very fast; those who had only ordered one portion, after finishing, felt unsatisfied and one after another stood up to order another portion.

Fried noodles this delicious, how could one portion be enough?

If not for economic conditions not allowing it, they felt they could eat five portions in one go and not think it too much!

"Boss, your fried noodles are really too delicious, do you have them during the day? I'll come eat at noon too!"

The network administrator swallowed the fried noodles in his mouth and asked loudly toward Lu Feng.

The other young men in the hall, hearing this, couldn't help but all raise their heads to look at Lu Feng, waiting for his answer.

Fried noodles this delicious, three meals a day wouldn't be enough.

"I don't operate during the day; if you want to eat, you can come tomorrow from three to six in the morning." Lu Feng replied with a smile.

Hearing this bizarre business hours, the young men looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Boss, you make these fried noodles so well, why don't you sell them during the day?"

A young man couldn't help but ask.

Lu Feng certainly wouldn't say it was because the dog system made him operate at this hour; he thought for a moment and said: "Because I have to sleep during the day."

This answer that seemed somehow off, those young men actually found quite reasonable.

They, these people who often pull all-nighters at internet cafes, all know that if you don't sleep for a night, the next day you can sleep the whole day.

The shop is the boss's to run; he's willing to operate at whatever hour he wants.

As long as the fried noodles are delicious, and they can eat them, that's enough.

As time passed, young men from Feiyu Internet Cafe continued to come to Lu Feng's shop to eat fried noodles one after another.

Only because those who had eaten their fill and packed some to go back and continue gaming filled the entire internet cafe with the aroma of fried noodles everywhere.

Smelling that tempting aroma, the hunger in their stomachs made those who hadn't eaten fried noodles unable to concentrate on gaming.

In the end, they all couldn't resist the temptation of the fried noodles, and even if it was a bit expensive, they ran over to eat a portion.

The sky outside Food Street gradually brightened, and time quickly arrived at six in the morning.

The first day's business ended just like that.

Lu Feng finished tidying the kitchen, walked out of the shop, pasted a sheet of A4 paper on the door, then left yawning.

Seven o'clock sharp in the morning.

Feiyu Internet Cafe's all-night time was up.

"Wake up, wake up, time's up! All go home and sleep, don't sleep here!"

The network administrator yawned, stretched, and shouted loudly at those young men lying haphazardly in the hall.

Chen Deming, who had gamed all night, stood up and patted his two roommates still sound asleep beside him.

"Let's go, let's go, it's daylight!"

Sun Haoran and Zhao Yuxuan, the two of them, forced their eyes open and yawned.

"Damn, you didn't sleep all night?"

Sun Haoran looked at Chen Deming's energetic appearance and said with some admiration.

"That all cost money; sleeping would just be a waste."

Chen Deming replied with a matter-of-fact look.

The few of them got up and walked out the internet cafe gate; the sky had already completely brightened.

Looking at the bright environment outside, they felt a strange sense of unreality.

The three dragged their heavy steps toward the school's direction, and when passing Food Street, they habitually stopped their steps.

As per convention, they would always eat something at the breakfast shops on this side before going back to sleep.

Sun Haoran touched his stomach, feeling not hungry at all right now.

Thinking of the fried noodles he ate yesterday, looking at other things now, he couldn't work up any appetite at all.

"Eldest Brother, I ate my fill of fried noodles last night, right now I'm sleepy to death, let's go back and sleep."

Chen Deming's face was full of sleepiness; his body that had stayed up all night now also felt a bit unable to take it.

Sun Haoran nodded in agreement, the two walked forward for a while, then suddenly felt they had forgotten something.

"Wait, there's still one more person?"

Only then did the two discover that Third Brother Zhao Yuxuan was nowhere to be seen.

Came out for an internet session and managed to lose a person, really?

Sun Haoran hurriedly pulled Chen Deming back to search all the way, and finally found Zhao Yuxuan currently sound asleep in the green belt at the Food Street intersection.

"Up, up! Go back to the dorm and sleep!" Sun Haoyu shook Zhao Yuxuan awake, laughing and crying at the same time.

Zhao Yuxuan sat up with a dull gaze, groped himself for a while, fished a Baisha cigarette from his pocket, clamped it between his lips and took two drags, felt a wave of nausea, dry-heaved twice, and tossed it away in disgust.

"Staying up all night is too miserable; if I pull another all-nighter with you two, I'm a dog!"

Chen Deming at the side also shook his head repeatedly: "Can't take it anymore; never pulling an all-nighter again!"

Finally managing to get back to the dorm, they set an alarm for afternoon classes, drew the curtains tight, and the three of them dropped onto their beds and fell asleep.

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Lu Feng, who had taken a taxi back to the rental house, was in much the same state as those three who had stayed up all night online.

Although he had already slept plenty during the day yesterday, the feeling of his biological clock suddenly being changed was truly quite uncomfortable.

After returning, Lu Feng took a shower, then called Hu Daye and told him to deliver the vegetables a bit later in the afternoon.

Hanging up the phone, Lu Feng couldn't help but complain to the system: "System, staying up late for business is really too miserable; if this keeps up, aren't you worried I'll die of sudden cardiac death?"

【Ding! After scanning, no abnormalities were found in the Host's body; please do not worry, Host.】

Hearing the system's cold electronic voice, Lu Feng was a bit speechless.

"System, can't the later tasks be changed to normal business hours? Even if you don't consider me, you should consider the customers' feelings!"

【The Host's current experience is insufficient; after completing 5 weekly tasks, the Host may freely decide daily business hours.】

Lu Feng's eyes lit up; so that means business hours can be changed to normal times in the future?

"System, you really... if you'd told me earlier, I wouldn't have ended up cursing you."

The system did not respond this time, as if it couldn't be bothered to deal with him.

Lu Feng didn't mind either, feeling his mood improve quite a bit.

He opened the system task panel and checked the task progress.

Last night a total of 33 portions of fried noodles were sold; it didn't look like much, and the task progress bar had only moved forward a tiny bit.

But Lu Feng wasn't worried; seeing those diners' reactions after tasting the fried noodles, he knew the number of people coming to eat fried noodles in the coming days would definitely keep increasing.

Moreover, he wasn't without preparations.

Lu Feng yawned, feeling a bit sleepy; he set his phone to silent, made sure no one would disturb him, lay down on the bed, and started sleeping soundly.

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Noon, twelve o'clock.

Game programmer Ma Wenliang came to Food Street for lunch and noticed quite a few people gathered at the entrance of the shop that previously sold xiaolongbao; curious, he squeezed over.

When he squeezed in and saw the notice pasted on the gate clearly, the whole person went dumb.

On the A4 paper on the gate, a line of words was printed clearly.

"This week's shop business hours adjusted, changed to 3 AM to 6 AM, new delicious fried noodles added, welcome everyone to visit and taste!"