Chapter 971 Everything in the Novel Is a Lie

The next day, because it rained all night last night, the sun was particularly bright when I woke up early.

Yuan Zhou got up early for a run as usual. Since the shop became more and more famous, he sometimes felt restless when running.

I had thought about buying a treadmill at home, but... after Yuan Zhou's precise measurements, the room on the second floor was too small to fit it.

There are many people in Yuanzhou's circle of friends who have treadmills at home. It was only then that he realized that many of the exercise plans posted online were not exercise results.

It is to show off your wealth and show that your house is big.

"These sullen pretentious people!" Yuan Zhou complained expressionlessly.

"When I buy a villa, I will buy three treadmills, one for use, one for idle, and one for Noodle Soup to exercise." Yuanzhou murmured in his heart, preparing to let Noodle Soup train to the speed of a cheetah.

During his morning jog, he would think about some things. In the past two days, he mainly thought about that difficult side mission.

[Side mission]: Restore a virtual dish. (undone)

(Task description: Restore a dish that only exists in movies, TV shows, or novels. The completeness and score of the virtual dish must reach 90 or above. As a future chef, you have to prove to the world that chefs have no limits, even when facing The imagination of literary creators.)

[Task Reward]: A random portion of the ingredients recovered by the system every day will be left behind. (already issued)

[Task time]: fifteen days

(Task reminder: counting starts from the day the task is issued.)

[Task Punishment]: Daily recycling is strictly enforced.

This task was really strange, and Yuan Zhou couldn't help but frown when he accepted it.

Moreover, the cautious Yuanzhou also asked very clearly about the definition of virtual dishes, which was the result of years of struggle.

The meaning and understanding of the system require something that no one has ever done, but it exists in reality, and the author’s imagination is not included.

For example, wild rice shrimps and Longjing tea diced chicken are not considered by the system.

In Yuan Zhou's view, if it can be called virtual, it must be imaginative and there are some necessary conditions that cannot be met by reality.

The core of this task is to let him use technology or other means to fill these impossible conditions.

Not to mention that in some fairy novels, dragons and phoenixes and other mythical beasts are used as materials, Yuanzhou has already asked about these things and does not even have a system.

Let’s talk about martial arts novels. Huang Rong uses lamb rump, pig ears, calf kidneys and other ingredients to make the "Jade Flute Who Can Listen to Luomei". It is said that one dish has twenty-five flavors.

There are also Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night, Three Friends of Suihan, Exploding Centipede, etc. Jin Yong writes about food very completely, even giving you the ingredients and methods.

But I really can only look at it. It is really delicious and can satisfy only a handful of people.

The tasks are clearly written. Not only must they be completed, but the completeness and score must be above 90%.

There is no need for Yuan Zhou to explain the system's scoring criteria.

Yuanzhou carefully simulated it in his mind and performed it in practice. The only one that could meet the requirements was the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night.

But... they asked me to brush my hands with orchids and cut the tofu into small balls. Where could Yuan Zhou learn this skill?

Yuan Zhou couldn't make something delicious, and he couldn't make it 90%. Yuan Zhou successfully reached a dead end.

The mission lasts for half a month, which seems like a lot, but who knows the real situation. No wonder the system was generous this time and gave out the reward while accepting the mission.

It turned out to be waiting for him here.

The system has really gone bad. I don’t know who I learned it from. I’m either a little comrade or a deceiver all the time.

"I read a lot of martial arts novels about food last night before going to bed. Jin Yong is complete, Gu Long rarely makes up anything, most of them are based on ready-made food, and Wen Ruian writes about food as if he is showing off his wealth."

Yuan Zhou sighed several times in succession. Two days had passed since the mission. Before going to bed tonight, Yuan Zhou planned to change his mind and stop focusing on martial arts novels.

“The one-kilometer run is getting easier and easier, I’ll start doing more from tomorrow.

"When it was almost over, Yuan Zhou thought to himself.

Returning to the store, other stores on Taoxi Road are also open. Their business hours are mainly focused on Yuanzhou's store.

This morning, some diners were speculating whether there would be something new, but Yuan Zhou said no.

Are you surprised or surprised?

Breakfast consisted of soup dumplings and kneading dough. Everything was done smoothly. There were no accidents during breakfast and it went smoothly.

During the noon shop opening hours, surprising things happened one after another.

The first is a person who shouldn't be there - Zhou Xi.

Wang Hong felt that Zhou Xi's mouth was too powerful. He had been deceived before, so he didn't say hello to him.

The person who greeted Zhou Xi was Mengmeng. Mengmeng did not start the live broadcast today. She only went to Yuanzhou store to finish the live broadcast at noon yesterday, not to mention that today is her rest time.

"Didn't you say yesterday that you were going to see Mingyi's art exhibition out of town?" Mengmeng asked straightforwardly.

"Ming Yi's painting exhibition?" Zhou Xi widened his eyes and said, "Compared to Wumenyan's paintings, Ming Yi's painting exhibition is nothing."

Mengmeng felt it was necessary to remind: "But Wu Hai's paintings are always here, but Ming Yi's..."

""Shop Pictures" and "This Is Life" are full of profound meanings, and you can never get enough of them!" Zhou Xi said these words categorically, without any hesitation.

Mengmeng was speechless, saying she didn't want to talk to the idiot fan.

Zhou Shijie hadn't returned to Chengdu yet, so no one spoke to him. Zhou Xi queued up quietly, but his eyes were always on the roof and ceiling.

Mengmeng stopped paying attention and lined up to chat with Manman. Only then did Mengmeng know that Manman came to Yuanzhou's shop from time to time and learned some dough kneading skills. The business of the pastry shop was getting better and better, and she was thinking of recruiting more apprentices. After all, the business there was also increasing. The better.

"Manman, you have become a little rich woman. When the time comes I come to buy cakes and you have to give me a discount." Mengmeng said happily.

"There must be a discount, 92% off." Man Man said grandly.

"..." Mengmeng discovered that Manman not only learned some of Boss Yuan's skills, but also Boss Yuan's stinginess.

The second surprising thing is that Fang Heng is in trouble. His father is ill and hospitalized. He is an only son, so he has to support everything at home.

The stall is not only a shop, but also a home.

Fang Heng's mother is not a strong person. Even at her age, his father always helps him twist bottle caps.

He sprinkles dog food for his son at home every day. No wonder Wu Hai said that Fang Heng looks more and more like a Shiba Inu. It turns out he eats dog food.

Therefore, Fang Heng is now busy from morning to night, so the number of visits to Yuanzhou's store is naturally less.

"I didn't realize that before I was a master, things in the store were so difficult to deal with." Fang Heng complained to Zhao Yingjun.

"My eyes are almost going blind after reading various reports every day." Fang Heng rubbed the corners of his eyes.

Seeing how pitiful Fang Heng was, Zhao Yingjun finally reacted...