The Promised Gourmet, You Actually Let Me Set Up a Stall to Sell Instant Noodles?

Zhou Yang transmigrated to a parallel world.

He also obtained a system called the 'Unconventional Gourmet'.

Thinking that having a system is better than not having one, he embra...

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Do you want your daughter to be a mistress?

"Oh my, Xiao Zhou, your car...tsk tsk tsk, it's really impressive!" Aunt Liu's eyes sparkled as she looked the supercar up and down, as if admiring a rare treasure.

"Whose car is this? Did you rent it, or does it belong to you?"

Aunt Liu's tone was tinged with suspicion.

After all, just two days ago, Zhou Yang was only a street vendor selling instant noodles, and he couldn't even afford to pay his 3,000 yuan rent for a few days.

Suddenly driving a supercar worth tens of millions of dollars, anyone would be suspicious of that.

Zhou Yang knew perfectly well what was going on; he didn't want to explain too much to Aunt Liu, lest he cause any further trouble.

So he casually brushed it off, saying, "It's a friend's car, I can borrow it for a few days."

"friend?"

Aunt Liu narrowed her eyes to slits, clearly disbelieving. "You didn't say that when you left this morning!"

"Didn't you say this car was yours? You still have the keys!"

Aunt Liu's memory is truly amazing!

Zhou Yang inwardly complained, but maintained a harmless smile on his face.

"Hey, Aunt Liu, you're really joking!"

Zhou Yang chuckled easily, "How could I afford a car like this! My friend is such a nice guy, he let me drive it for a few days to have some fun."

"Besides, if you don't give me the keys to drive this car, do you expect me to push it around?"

As Zhou Yang spoke, he rolled his eyes inwardly.

This Aunt Liu is even more difficult to deal with than the neighborhood committee aunties!

Aunt Liu thought that what she said made sense.

What idiot would lend out a sports car worth tens of millions to just anyone?

These days, you can't see into someone's heart, so you can't be too careful!

The fact that Zhou Yang's friend lent him the car only shows that he's naive, rich, and easily fooled!

"Yes, yes!"

Aunt Liu's doubts lessened considerably, and she replaced them with an even warmer smile.

That smile was sweeter than honey.

She took Zhou Yang's hand and said, "Little Zhou, look! Aunt Liu has a daughter who's still in college. She's so beautiful, just like a flower!"

"Does your rich friend who drives a sports car have a girlfriend? Why don't you introduce him to your Aunt Liu's precious daughter?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yang almost choked on his own saliva.

This Aunt Liu really knows how to... seize every opportunity!

One second they suspected him of renting a car to show off, the next they wanted to introduce their daughter to their "rich second-generation" friend. The speed at which he changed his tune was faster than turning the pages of a book!

"Cough cough..."

Zhou Yang cleared his throat and refused decisively, "No way! My friend has a wife!"

"You have a wife?"

Aunt Liu was clearly persistent and continued to press, "How old is your friend? Is his wife pretty?"

"Let me tell you, my daughter is a school beauty queen. The line of men who want to date her could stretch all the way to France!"

Zhou Yang's lips twitched, and a surge of anger suddenly welled up inside him.

Is Aunt Liu unable to understand human speech?

He suppressed his anger and coldly retorted, "Aunt Liu, you're a woman too. Would you let your daughter become a mistress?"

"Oh, Xiao Zhou, what are you saying!"

Aunt Liu was immediately displeased upon hearing this.

She slapped her thigh and retorted vehemently.

"What 'mistress' nonsense? In love, the one who isn't loved is the mistress!"

Zhou Yang was completely speechless.

Aunt Liu's values ​​are simply...shattering his understanding of the world!

He realized that there was no way to communicate with someone like Aunt Liu; she must have read too many romance novels!

Trying to reason with her is like casting pearls before swine!

“Aunt Liu, your daughter is very good,” Zhou Yang took a deep breath, trying to make his tone sound calm, “but she is not good enough for my friend.”

After saying that, he ignored Aunt Liu and walked straight to his house, slamming the door shut and shutting out Aunt Liu's incessant chatter.

"You...you..."

Aunt Liu was so angry at Zhou Yang's merciless words that she trembled. She pointed at Zhou Yang's tightly closed door and couldn't say a word for a long time.

After regaining her composure, Aunt Liu put on a "kind mother" face again and called out through the door.

"Xiao Zhou, think about it again! If you can help Aunt Liu get this done, I'll refund you the rent for the past three months, how about that?"

Zhou Yang completely ignored her, disregarding Aunt Liu's "temptation".

He walked to the table, took out a calculator, and began to tally up his earnings for the day.

"One hundred catties of pebbles... forty-five portions are fifty yuan each, and the rest are forty yuan each... totaling... deducting one hundred and fifty yuan for costs..."

As Zhou Yang pressed the calculator buttons, he muttered to himself, "Eight thousand and eighty, not bad."

Today's income, while not as much as the few days I sold instant noodles, is still pretty good.

After all, the cost of speculating on stones is almost negligible, and every share sold is pure profit.

Compare it to instant noodles...

On second thought, Zhou Yang realized he was being a bit too greedy.

"Zhou Yang, Zhou Yang, you've really gotten too cocky!"

He chuckled self-deprecatingly, "So many people work hard for a month and still can't earn eight thousand yuan! You've earned so much in just a few hours, what more could you want?"

After calming himself down, Zhou Yang began preparing dinner.

He took out a handful of noodles from the refrigerator, along with some beef and bok choy, and prepared to cook himself a bowl of hot beef noodles.

"Glug glug..."

The water boiled, the noodles were put into the pot, and Zhou Yang skillfully flipped the spatula. In no time, a bowl of fragrant beef noodles was ready.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

Zhou Yang's phone vibrated incessantly, and he grabbed it.

Wang Miao's name flashed on the screen, followed by dozens of photos flooding the screen like a waterfall.

Zhou Yang clicked on it and, wow, it was all about "creative ways to eat" instant noodles!

There are all kinds of instant noodles, such as seafood supreme version, spicy beef version, pickled cabbage version, mushroom stewed chicken version, etc., with various ingredients and flavors. They have turned instant noodles into a full-fledged Manchu Han Imperial Feast.

Zhou Yang was dazzled by the sight and secretly admired Wang Miao. As expected of someone from a family of gourmets, his knowledge of food was truly extraordinary.

Many of the cheaper ingredients here have been replaced by higher-end ingredients.

It's easy to imagine that the taste is no worse than that of simple ingredients, and may even be a step above.

They'll probably sell it for several hundred yuan a bowl, and those rich people will definitely buy it more than regular instant noodles!

Immediately afterwards, Wang Miao's voice bombarded him like a machine gun: "Zhou Yang, you are simply a genius!"

"How did you come up with these instant noodle recipes? They're amazing! Every combination is a classic, they're practically the 'Hermes' of instant noodles!"

"This taste is absolutely amazing! I guarantee that once these recipes are released, they will become a nationwide sensation, no, a global sensation!"