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The alarm clock rang at 12 o'clock. Jiang Yang came back to his senses from the novel interface. He was still in a daze.

This novel that was written based on him actually looked a little cool.

He was addicted to it.

The recipes rewarded by the system could even glow and cure all kinds of diseases. They were awesome.

Why didn't the system recipe mention these effects?

He started off at the peak of his life and read more than a hundred chapters in one night. He had already taken dozens of women as his girlfriends in the book.

Look at how popular he was when he bound himself to a system.

He was also bound to a system, but it was not as awesome as what was written in novels.

"System refresh."

"Ding…3 pm, Chaoyang Primary School, Green onion wrapped in a bun.”

The onion bun was made by wrapping a piece of spring roll skin, a fried dough stick that had been folded into two, and a few shallots. It was then pressed and roasted in a frying pan, and then a layer of special sauce was applied to both sides of the skin. It was just a simple combination.

It turned out that he was not in a hurry in the afternoon. He would wake up in the morning and prepare.

Therefore, Jiang Yang quickly picked up his phone and continued reading the novel.

This novel was really addictive. He suspected that it wasn't written by the same person.

It had only been a week since he had read the book, but he had already written 200 chapters!

Was this octopus writing with all eight hands?

It felt like it was being updated from morning till night, and it was actually based on the actual situation.

For example, he had just sold the bean juice yesterday, and the latest plot in this novel had also written about bean juice. It was great!

He didn't expect that one day, he would be written into a doujinshi.

This novel was quite popular among his fans. Although it was a free novel, he did not lack tips and the results were very good.

After Jiang Yang finished reading all of them, he was still a little unsatisfied and tipped him a thousand yuan.

No one knew it was him anyway!

Jiang Yang slept until noon before waking up. He sat on the toilet and started thinking about what to eat for lunch.

Every day when he opened his eyes, he would think about what to eat. It was really difficult to cook alone.

He couldn't finish two dishes, and eating one dish was too one-on-one. How about a bowl of noodles?

She didn't feel like eating noodles today.

Eat curry rice!

After washing up, she went to the kitchen to buy some ingredients.

First, he bought a chicken curry rice recipe, then he bought the ingredients: half an onion, half a carrot, half a potato, and a chicken leg.

Only then did Jiang Yang realize that the system could adjust the amount of ingredients he needed according to his needs. This was too convenient.

Cut the chicken leg into pieces and marinate it with black pepper.

The onions were cut into pieces and put into the pot to stir-fry first. Then, the potatoes and carrots were cut into pieces.

After the onions softened, he added the chicken drumstick and stir-fried it until it changed color. Then, he added the potato pieces and carrot pieces, as well as water and curry pieces.

While waiting, he took a clay pot and stewed some white rice.

As he learned how to cook more and more dishes, Jiang Yang found that he actually found joy in cooking.

Looking at the process of the ingredients becoming cooked bit by bit, it was actually quite healing.

When lunch was ready, Jiang Yang took out a large basin and poured a large bag of flour into it. He added a little salt to the flour.

Add water and mix evenly, knead it tough, put it into the basin, press it flat and firm.

Then, he poured in water and soaked it for 5 to 6 hours.

He placed it in the system's kitchen to adjust the time. The next second, he took it out, poured out all the water, and kneaded the dough evenly.

He placed a small pan on the fire to heat it up. He took a small piece of the kneaded dough and gently stuck it to the surface of the pan. He rotated it in a fan shape and collapsed it into a round pancake 1.5 mm thick. After 3 to 5 minutes, when the pancake was white, he lifted it up and slightly baked it on the opposite side. The spring pancake was ready.

By the time a large basin of dough was made into spring pancakes, the curry was already ready.

After Jiang Yang finished his meal, he started to make youtiao again.

He couldn't help but eat as he fried the youtiao.

The youtiao that had just come out of the pot was really fragrant.

It was crispy and soft. After eating it, she couldn't help but eat another one.

After the preparations were done, it was almost time.

Jiang Yang took out his tricycle and loaded all the ingredients into it. Then, he rode the tricycle straight to Chaoyang Primary School.

In the afternoon, the entrance of the elementary school was very hot without any shelter.

Jiang Yang went around to the side. There was a row of big trees planted in the side area, which could block a lot of the sun.

It was very quiet around the school at this hour. There was not much people around.

A shop owner in the opposite row saw Jiang Yang setting up a stall and walked over curiously.

"Boss, what are you selling?"

"Stewed onion."

"I haven't eaten it before. Give me one."

This snack was not a Fuzhou snack, so it was normal for Fuzhou people not to recognize it.

Jiang Yang turned on the fire and placed a fried dough stick on the frying pan. He pressed it flat and roasted it until it was slightly crispy.

He grabbed some small onions and placed them on the pot to roast until they were slightly yellow.

He took 3 pieces of spring pancakes and laid them out in an oval shape.

"Sweet and spicy sauce?"

"I want spicy sauce. Put more spicy sauce!"

Jiang Yang smeared spicy sauce on the spring pancake, put in the roasted scallions, and then put in a roasted youtiao. He folded it in half and rolled it into a tube shape. Then, he placed it on the pan and pressed it until it turned golden yellow. The fragrance assailed his nose. It was done.

The side of the school was closest to the teaching building. A student sitting by the window at the back door was listening to the class when he smelled the fragrance.

She turned around and saw the golden and fragrant onion bun being eaten by the boss of the small store through the window.

This book is provided by FunNovel Novel Book | Fan Fiction Novel [Beautiful Free Novel Book]

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