Transmigrating: I Own a Small Restaurant

Liu Qinghuan rarely transmigrated, even more rarely inherited a small restaurant, and even more, incredibly, the small restaurant came with a task system!

Completing tasks earns rewards, lead...

Chapter 531

"I plan to divide the competition process into three stages: preliminaries, finals, and the grand finals. Preliminaries are open to anyone who has paid. Forty teams will compete, and the ten teams with the highest scores will advance to the finals. In the finals, two teams will compete against each other in a random draw, and half of the participants will advance to the grand finals. In the finals, each team will form its own team and compete together to determine the top three."

Liu Qinghuan continued, "This competition system still needs Sister Hua Jin and I to prepare it together. I've never participated in a competition before, so I'm afraid there might be some omissions."

"No problem." Hua Jin had never participated in any food identification competition, but she had participated in many courtesan competitions, and the competition system and procedures were similar.

"Yutang, the safety of the dishes in the competition is now in your hands."

After all, it is something you eat. If someone tries to scam you, it would be difficult to deal with.

"Okay."

"Luo Hua..." Liu Qinghuan was speechless as he looked at Luo Hua who was sitting in the corner, trying to hide his voice to the point of being invisible.

"Miss Liu, please give your instructions."

"You should stay in the dark and be in charge of security. If anyone behaves inappropriately, you can just rape them first and then kill them."

Seeing Luo Hua's serious expression, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but make a joke with him.

Luo Hua: “Yes.”

Liu Qinghuan:?

Did he not hear what I said just now?

Seeing Luo Hua so calm, Liu Qinghuan became a little uneasy for a moment.

Hua Jin covered her mouth and laughed: "Miss Liu, Luo Hua is just like that. He knows what you mean."

Liu Qinghuan nodded, breathing a sigh of relief. If he had really followed her advice and raped and killed her, she didn't know who should be blamed, the criminal or Luo Hua...

"If you're fine, disperse." After seeing Liu Qinghuan finish his instructions, Ye Heng dismissed the four people.

"Fortunately, although you are a little dull, you are still cute." Liu Qinghuan pinched Ye Heng's face to express his satisfaction.

Ye Heng nodded: "I am cute."

“Ouch!”

I'm cute too!

Liu Qinghuan looked at Da Zhuang in Ye Heng's arms: "Did he eat too much? He is indeed a little fat."

Liu Qinghuan was very careful and didn't feed it high-salt and high-fat food, but why did it still become fat like a ball?

"He doesn't eat much, so you still need to take him for more runs." Ye Heng touched Dazhuang's neck, his hands full of fat.

"That makes sense," Liu Qinghuan nodded. "Take Dazhuang for a run in the mornings from now on. You've been staying in bed a lot lately and aren't as diligent as you used to be."

Ye Heng raised the corner of his mouth slightly and nodded: "Okay."

Ever since Situ Wang came, he has been sleeping with Liu Qinghuan and is extremely happy.

Although sometimes small flames would be lit and he had to put them out himself, it was still a painful and happy experience.

With such a gentle place, who would want to wake up early in the morning to dance? They would just kill the chicken and sleep until noon, holding the person in their arms.

Da Zhuang broke free from Ye Heng's arms, jumped down, and moved to Liu Qinghuan's feet while twisting his butt.

“Ouch!”

hug.

Da Zhuang couldn't even bark like a proper dog: "Come, learn from mommy, woof!"

“Ouch!”

Liu Qinghuan: ...

"Is this a breed issue? Do most dogs still whine and howl when they're this big?"

"He should be able to bark. But every dog ​​is different. Maybe Dazhuang is a little late. Don't worry." Ye Heng laughed when he heard Liu Qinghuan teaching Dazhuang how to bark.

The pure joy in his family is truly otherworldly.

"Since you are the father, it is natural for you to teach it what to call. Haven't you heard that if a son is not taught, it is the fault of the father?" Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes as he saw Ye Heng laughing at him.

“No.”

Ye Heng didn't lie. There really is no such thing as "Three Character Classic" in this world.