Mapo Tofu

# gourmet # entrepreneurship # eight years old # younger sister # business
Xu Le transmigrated to a parallel universe into the body of an adorable eight-year-old. Here, there are no delicacies.
His parents went abroad, leaving him behind to earn his own keep. 
His parents said, "Son, it is time you become a man and become financially independent. Make your own money and bring up your younger sister."
Xu Le, "I understand, but at least pay off the mortgage before you leave!" 
Forced by his circumstances, elementary school student Xu Le shouldered a burden that was beyond his age. 
He begins his life of paying off the mortgage, bringing along his younger sister, Xu Tian, along for the ride. 
Just then, the "Culinary God" system was awakened.  
He could get all sorts of prizes if he cooked delicious food for people to try. 
As such, a food stall started to appear on a busy street. In it was a tiny figure as a cook and a long line of customers.

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I Am A Gourmet: Just Eight And You Want Me To Start A Roadside Stall?

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Everyone, who had been busy since early in the morning, finally had time to sit down and eat. After the Sesame Oil Chicken and the Jade Hairpin Chicken Wing Ball were served, Zhou Huangya scooped a bowl of Thai rice for everyone.

Compared to ordinary rice grains, it was much longer. The steamed rice grains were distinct and the rice fragrance was rich.

Zhang Liang took out the "treasure" that he had soaked in the jar and said, "Usually, when people come over to buy it, I'm not willing to sell it. I have marinated too few of them, and it's troublesome and time-consuming to prepare them. Today, I specially made it to eat with your Sesame Oil Chicken."

"Everyone, sit down. It's time to eat."

Bai Xiaoming pulled out a stool and gestured for everyone to take their seats. When the restaurant was busy, there wasn't much time to eat.

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