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Chapter 147 Life Will Always Get Better

With the thanks from Song Dong and others, Ye Gui left the Prince Hotel.

This dish was later named Liebing Hyrule by Song Dong and became the new signature of the Prince Hotel.

After leaving the hotel, Ye Gui held up his mobile phone and said, "Everyone, it's still early. I'll show you around. Maybe we can have a late-night snack at night!"

"Master God of Cookery, would you like to come to Yiyuan Road? It's super busy here now!"

Ye Gui saw the barrage and said, "Yiyuan Road seems to be near Jianghan Road. There is a strange-flavored sesame cake there, which is quite delicious!"

“I know this restaurant since I was a kid growing up!”

"Come on, Master God of Cookery, come here!"

The style of the barrage gradually went awry, and Ye Gui laughed and said, "Then I'll go to Yiyuan Road for a walk. It just so happens that there are only a few stops on the subway!"

He entered the subway and walked out of the subway 20 minutes later.

As soon as he stepped out of the subway, Ye Gui was attracted by the excitement outside.

There is a faint aroma of wine and the sweetness of seafood in the air, which together with the sounds of people shouting, grunting while drinking and slobbering while eating, combine to form the most beautiful smoke of fireworks.

Without fireworks, life is a lonely journey.

Ye Gui praised: "Faced with the hardships of life, how can we accept the softness? Although the road ahead is bumpy and bumpy, as long as we have faith, life will always get better one day!"

Walking out of the subway, we came to the bustling Yiyuan Road.

Dark yellow lights flashed on both sides of the road.

Moths are constantly circling under the light, and occasionally a mosquito buzzes in your ear.

On a tall tree dozens of meters high, cicadas also participated in the cries of Yiyuan Road.

But no matter how loud the cry is, it is nothing compared to a cicada that has been calling all summer.

Under every light, you can see a small three-wheeler, a car, or a Wuling Hongguang.

The car stopped under the lights, and my husband in the driver's seat went to the trunk to take out a small bench and table.

The standard configuration of the night economy is that the venue must be open-air and the chairs must be plastic.

The co-pilot's wife brought out the drinks she made, or the Bobo chicken and seafood prepared in advance.

A table, four chairs, a QR code, a couple, and a small stall are complete.

The shy and immature male boss, who had not yet shed his bookish look from campus, smiled and led the guests to their seats and asked, "How many of you are there?"

On the other hand, the female boss was very domineering, with one hand on her hip, shouting loudly for fresh Bobo Chicken, and she would pay ten for every fake one.

Wives and mothers, they use their hands and hard work to manage a family's firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Husbands and fathers bear the pressure of mortgages, bosses and life on their shoulders.

The guests were seated, handed menus, and wiped their little hands on their aprons, leaving a smear of grease.

You can see solidified oil stains on the tables and chairs placed randomly.

The hot skewers are paired with cold beer, and the diners sitting around the table have their mouths watering.

After being praised by the diners, the two couldn't help but smile happily.

Another deal has been completed, and we are one step closer to our goal of buying a bigger house!

We don’t have an extra house to rent out, nor do we have extra money to buy a car and drive an online ride-hailing service, but we have hard-working and magical hands.

These hands tap on the keyboard, turning it into a tool to support the family!

These hands gently touch the food, making it exude an attractive aroma.

"Everyone, if you are unhappy about anything, find a busy barbecue stall and try it. Fireworks and human feelings have a very magical healing power, and there are various things in the world. It is the most enjoyable dish to go with wine!

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As Ye Gui came to Yiyuan Road, many stores noticed Ye Gui.

"Lord God of Cookery, you are here too!"

They work during the day and set up stalls at night. In their free time, they only play a few games or watch live broadcasts.

But this does not prevent them from liking Ye Gui.

"Come here and have a look, I wish you a prosperous business!"

Ye Gui handed over to everyone. Some people brought snacks they made and wanted to give them to Ye Gui, but Ye Gui refused them one by one.

Unable to refuse, Ye Gui secretly scanned their QR code and transferred the money.

Ye Gui held up his mobile phone in his left hand and a cup of chuanchuan in his right hand: "One person plays chuanchuan, and what he plays is his mood; two people play chuanchuan, and what he plays is tacit understanding; three people play chuanchuan, and he plays chuanchuan. Everyone, guess what I mean.

How do you feel now?"

"I know, the God of Cookery wants to fall in love!"

"I, I, I, God of Cookery, I am willing!"

"Don't try to fight with me. I'm only a hundred meters away from the God of Cookery. If you rush over, you'll just swoop down!"

Ye Gui couldn't laugh or cry: "What the hell, women will only slow down my speed of chopping vegetables!"

"I understand, the God of Cookery wants to find a man!"

"God of Cookery, why don't you look at me, I'm totally helpless!"

Ye Gui waved his hand: "You guys feel so hot. My mood right now is that I hope you all will be well!"

But just as he finished speaking, several trucks appeared at one end of the road.

Seeing these people coming, everyone was frightened and quickly packed their things.

Because their biggest natural enemy, the urban management is here!


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