[My second brother practiced every day, and his acting skills gradually improved.]

You know, when the second brother first started making pancakes, they were rotten here and there, with holes in them. Forget about the customers, even his teammates couldn't help but frown after seeing his pancakes.

[But this isn't my second brother's fault. After all, there's no such thing as a pancake in the recipes he researched.]

Don't you have Jianbing Guozi? Why do I always feel like I have this kind of thing in my memory? Second brother... I think you have made Jianbing Guozi before?

Lu Yunjie pursed his lips and thought, his mind constantly searching his memory. After a long while, he remembered that it seemed that it was indeed not a pancake, but a hand-pulled pancake.

But the taste is not very good, it is extremely unpalatable.

My second brother spent an entire night practicing making Jianbing Guozi. The next day, when he set up his stall again, the overall appearance of his Jianbing Guozi was noticeably better.

His teammates thought it looked delicious and went over to ask for one. But after taking their first bite, they nearly spit it out.

Everyone couldn't help but frown and think, how bad must this be to make people spit it out after taking the first bite?

It’s hard to understand, really hard to understand, I can’t understand it…

My second brother's face turned green, but he remained stubborn. He spent another night figuring out how to make a Jianbing Guozi (a Chinese pancake). The next day, he made another one for his teammate, boasting, "This one's going to be delicious!"

Seeing the second brother's confidence, the teammate believed him and took another big bite. As a result... he almost vomited again...

Lu Yunjie: Hmm… This should be considered a work-related injury, right? I wonder if their superiors will reimburse them? Hiss… that doesn't seem right? Their superior, it seems, is none other than his second brother…

He really didn't say that his second brother is quite stingy... It seems that he will not reimburse the money.

On the third day, the second brother was still as stubborn as ever. He even planned to make a pancake for that teammate.

But that teammate had matured, and since he realized that happiness is better shared than shared, he decided to ask his second brother to help make some Jianbing Guozi for the other teammates. He wanted to bring all the Jianbing Guozi back to his teammates so they could enjoy this "delicious" treat together.

Seeing their enthusiasm, the second brother, who loved cooking, immediately agreed. The result was... everyone realized just how terrible his cooking skills were. One person even said he'd rather eat pig food than his cooking!

Fortunately, after two days of research, my second brother's pancakes got better and better. At least they were edible and not enough to make you want to vomit. However, compared to the truly delicious ones, they were still far from good.

[But I think this is already pretty good. After all, considering my second brother's level, he probably won't be able to cook anything delicious in his lifetime...]

My requirements for other people are: it must be delicious and have a good flavor! My requirement for my second brother is: he just needs to not get a stomachache and not have to go to the hospital.

Lu Yunjie nodded repeatedly: Very insightful!

That's right! He thought so too. As long as he didn't have to go to the hospital and have his stomach pumped, everything would be fine...

Lu Shiwen:!!! Your reputation is really ruined! Ningning, how could you think of your second brother like this?

He must make a steamed egg for Ningning someday! Let her try it and see how delicious his steamed egg is!

Back then, the steamed eggs he made were well received by the whole family!

At this moment, the pancake in his hand was ready, and he was about to put it into a paper bag when someone walked to the stall.

A gruff male voice suddenly rang out: "Boss, give me a pancake and some ham and chicken fillet. Hurry up, we're in a hurry."

Lu Shiwen's expression was natural, his eyes remained unchanged, and he replied carelessly, "Okay."

The next second he started working with a shovel.

Zhao Yunlin picked up her phone to pay, but after searching for a long time, she still couldn't find the QR code and felt a little strange.

Don't most snack stalls have QR codes printed on the top or bottom of their stalls? Why didn't this stall owner print one?

"Boss, where is your QR code?"

"Here, come and scan it." Lu Shiwen took out a QR code from a bag and handed it to Zhao Yunlin: "A total of six yuan."

"Great," Zhao Yunlin responded. "I've tried so many Jianbing Guozi places, and yours is the cheapest. All the Jianbing Guozi I bought before started at twelve yuan, and some were fourteen or fifteen yuan. Only yours is six yuan. It's really cheap!"

Zhao Yunlin continued as she scanned the QR code with her phone, "If I didn't live so far away, I'd come to your place every day and buy you a pancake to take home."

Lu Shiwen laughed and said, "My house was demolished, and now I have some money to support myself. I wouldn't have to go out to work. But I'm bored sitting at home all day with nothing to do, so I set up a stall and sell some things. I don't care whether I make money or not, I just want to communicate with more people and make myself feel less bored."

The man standing to Zhao Yunlin's left also became interested after hearing this: "Brother, how much money did you get for the demolition?"

"This number." Lu Shiwen raised his hand and showed the man five fingers.

The man leaned forward, his eyes widening. "Five million?"

Lu Shiwen seemed surprised that he could guess so accurately, but in an instant, he waved his hand and refused to admit it: "No, no, there is no way it's five million. It's impossible."

The man, however, had an expression that said, "I've seen through it all." His eyes flickered with greed, and he tapped his fingers intermittently, saying, "Brother, you have quite a lot of money."

Zhao Yunlin was still standing there. After hearing what the man said, she looked in his direction and took in the greed in his eyes.

Frowning, Zhao Yunlin looked towards Lu Shiwen. Could it be that she had caused trouble for the stall owner?

Five million is indeed a lot of money. When some people with ulterior motives hear it, they may easily have some inappropriate thoughts.

When Lu Shiwen lowered his eyes, a gleam of light flashed across them. When he looked up again, his expression returned to its original state. He said modestly, "It's okay, it's okay. It's not much. It's just luck that we encountered the demolition. If it weren't for the demolition, I wouldn't be able to get this money."