Great Tang, Zhenguan Third Year!
Chang 'an Street was bustling with noise.
People came and went, shoulder to shoulder, crowded.
Some of the peddlers shuttled through the crowd, constantly calling out the goods on their backs.
There were even foreigners, but the people of the Great Tang had long since become accustomed to it.
At the end of Chang 'an Street, there was a restaurant.
The restaurant wasn't big. It was two stories high.
It was made of wood and looked a little old.
At the front door of the restaurant, there were three big words,'Vermillion Bird Immortal Restaurant.'
The interior of the Vermillion Bird Immortal Restaurant was deserted. There were no guests at all. There were so many people coming and going, but no one stepped into it.
There was only a young man in linen clothes who was resting his chin on his hand at the counter, his eyes glazed over.
The young man had a handsome face, red lips, and white teeth. He was tall and big. If he changed into a scholar's robe, he would probably be called a romantic scholar.
When the passers-by saw this youth, they could not help but shake their heads. What a waste of good looks.
Yang Xuan was too lazy to care about this. He was still in a daze.
He had never expected that a university graduate like him would inexplicably travel to the Zhenguan period of the Tang Empire, where he was the owner of a restaurant with the same name.
This restaurant was left to him by the original owner's parents before they passed away.
Back then, his family was also a merchant family. Unfortunately, the family's fortune fell and when his parents passed away, there was only this restaurant left.
Unfortunately, the original owner of the body was not good at business. Even the chef had been poached away. As a result, the restaurant's business became worse and worse, and in the end, it faced the fate of closing down.
The original owner of the body felt ashamed of his parents 'trust and wanted to commit suicide out of shame. In the end, Yang Xuan took over the body and his soul came back.
Yang Xuan was a little scared. In terms of business, he was not much better than the original owner of the body.
As a graduate of a second-rate university, he was not an inch tall. It was indeed a problem for him to survive in the Great Tang.
Fortunately, the Zhenguan reign was a rare peaceful era in history.
Under the rule of Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, the country was prosperous and the people were at peace.
He had truly achieved the goal of coming to court!
Therefore, Yang Xuan did not have to worry about his life. It was just that the business of this restaurant was bleak, and how to survive was a problem.
"Ding! Divine Master Chef System is being activated!”
"Ding! Binding to the host is complete. Remodeling the restaurant!”
“...........”
While Yang Xuan was in a daze, a cold mechanical voice sounded in his mind, giving him a fright.
Just as he was about to ask someone, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
The door of the restaurant closed automatically.
Only he could see this scene.
The originally dilapidated restaurant was constantly changing. Wherever the white light spread, the original place was continuously erased, and then new items appeared.
However, it still maintained its original style, except for the tables and chairs. The style had undergone earth-shaking changes.
The interior of the restaurant was brand new.
The wooden floor had been modified, and it was dark red in color. The veins were clear and reflected the light.
It was obvious that it was not an ordinary item!
Not only the floor, even the tables and chairs were the same.
The originally ordinary small restaurant had a trace of otherworldly artistic conception at this moment.
Yang Xuan was shocked by the scene in front of him. What was going on?
" The restaurant's renovation is complete!"
The cold voice sounded again.
"Who is it?"
This time, Yang Xuan mustered his courage and asked.
"I'm the God-level Master Chef System!"
the system replied.
"What's the God-level Master Chef System?" Yang Xuan was puzzled.”
"It's a system that helps the host quickly grow into a God-level Master Chef. The system will continuously issue missions. Once the host completes the mission, he will be able to obtain a chance to draw a lottery and improve himself. At the same time, the profits from selling food will earn points. The points can be used to buy the things the host needs in the mall.”
The system explained in detail.
Yang Xuan finally understood. He rubbed his hands together and looked excited.
With this gourmet system, there were so many delicacies since ancient times.
Was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to conquer the stomachs of this group of Tang Dynasty people?
Not to mention anything else, at least he had the ability to stay in the Tang Dynasty. At the same time, the restaurant's business might be revived.
"Ding! Releasing the Newbie Gift Pack. Do you want to open it immediately?”
"Open it!"
Yang Xuan did not hesitate at all. Instead, he was filled with anticipation.
He wanted to see what exactly was in the Newbie Gift Bag.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the method to make a divine mutton bread soup!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining one chance to strengthen your body!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a set of kitchenware worth 30,000 points!”
“..........”
Before Yang Xuan could speak, he felt two different colored lights surging towards his body.
One of them entered his brain and formed a book.
Yang Xuan focused his eyes on the book," God-grade Mutton Bread Soup." With a thought, he understood the various methods and how to make it.
It was as if it had been branded in his blood, and he was familiar with it.
The other ray of light entered his body and continued to gather in his limbs and bones.
Then, Yang Xuan felt himself being wrapped in a warm current. His entire body felt comfortable, and his pores opened.
Her entire body felt warm, as if she was soaking in a hot spring.
The impurities were constantly expelled from his body!
His muscles began to tighten, and he could clearly feel his strength increasing.
This feeling did not last long.
Yang Xuan regained control of his body. With his hands behind his back, a smile appeared on his handsome face.
His eyes were bright and bright, and they were even overflowing with multicolored light.
He was in high spirits and felt better than ever.
His body was light, and he clenched his fists tightly. A surge of power was transmitted out.
His muscles were streamlined and angular, but it was not exaggerated. He was like a cheetah, full of beauty and containing shocking strength.
"This feeling. That's great."
Yang Xuan shook his neck, but his entire body emitted a crackling sound like fried beans.
"Ding! Mission: Sell 1,000 servings of lamb buns in soup within a month!”
"The price of the mutton bread soup cannot be lower than 300 wen. After completing the mission, you will receive a lucky draw chance!”
“............”
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