Metropolis: God-level gourmet system

Donghai City.

In a small shop ten meters square.

He Bufan was very irritable, and even wanted to swear.

"Wang Qiang, you better not let labor catch you!"

A year ago, Wang Qiang borrowed 3 yuan from He Bufan to open this small shop.

At that time, Wang Qiang promised He Bufan that he would pay it off within one year.

Now that a year has passed, He Bufan happened to need money urgently, so he asked Wang Qiang to pay back the money.

As a result, Wang Qiang tried to evade again and again, and he couldn't even get in touch with him in the end.

Just yesterday, Wang Qiang took the initiative to contact He Bufan.

It turned out that Wang Qiang owed a lot of money outside.

Now that he hasn't made it, and the creditors are looking for him everywhere, he can only run away.

And the 3 yuan he owed to He Bufan will be repaid with this small shop of his.

Moreover, Wang Qiang has already transferred the small shop to He Bufan's name.

Early this morning, He Bufan came to Wang Qiang's shop.

A little boy with a lollipop handed He Bufan a bag.

The bag contained various formalities and keys to the shop.

Then, He Bufan became the owner of this small shop.

The small shop is not big, there are only four tables, but it is cleaned fairly well.

All the procedures are complete, and the store contract expires in one year.

It only needs to be cleaned up briefly, and the door can be reopened for business.

At this moment, He Bufan's cell phone rang.

It was his girlfriend Chen Qian calling.

"Hey, Bufan, did Wang Qiang promise to pay you back?"

He Bufan smiled bitterly, and told Chen Qian the whole story.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Qian exploded immediately.

"He Bufan, you must be out of your mind!"

"Wang Qiang's broken store, is it worth 3 yuan?"

"Sissy, isn't this something we can't help!"

He Bufan hurriedly explained that he also wanted to get back the 3 yuan, but Wang Qiang didn't pay it at all!

Chen Qian on the other end of the phone said coldly,

"I don't care, you must get back the 3 yuan!"

"Sissy..."

He Bufan had a headache.

"He Bufan, you heard me clearly!"

"My mother said that the 30 dowry money should not be less!"

Hearing Chen Qian's words, He Bufan hurriedly asked,

"Sissy, didn't you agree on 30 at the beginning, how did it become [-]?"

I only heard Chen Qian say,

"Chen Wei is still short of 20 down payment for buying a house. As a sister, I should help him no matter what!"

"In short, if you don't have 30, don't come to me in the future!"

"Beep beep..."

After Chen Qian finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

He Bufan sat there blankly, feeling a little unbelievable, even a little ridiculous.

Chen Qian's younger brother, Chen Wei, is two years younger than Chen Qian and graduated from college.

He has hands and feet, but he doesn't go out to find a job, and spends all day at home gnawing on his old age.

And Chen Qian's parents have always indulged Chen Wei.

The two old men believed that their son was a great talent and would definitely meet noble people in the future!

Chen Qian earns around 300 yuan a month, but her salary is stuck in the hands of her parents, and she is only given [-] yuan a month.

Although the clothes and shoes she is wearing now are not of big brands, they are basically given to her by He Bufan.

The two have been together for three years, and Chen Qian only gave He Bufan a necklace, which cost 30 yuan!

But He Bufan doesn't care, because he really loves Chen Qian.

In a blink of an eye, when it was time for the two to discuss marriage, something went wrong.

Chen Qian's parents told He Bufan that the bride price was [-], and not a cent was missing.

He Bufan scraped together everything and only got 8 yuan, so he thought that Wang Qiang still owed him [-] yuan.

Then there was the scene just now.

"Go to FMD, labor and management are still just renting a house to live in!"

The more He Bufan thought about it, the more angry he became. Did Chen Qian's family use him as a cash machine?
Not to mention 30, he doesn't want to pay a penny now.

Big deal, he won't end this marriage!

The next moment, a crisp voice sounded in He Bufan's mind.

"Drip, the host is detected, the god-level gourmet system is starting, and the startup is complete."

"system?"

He Bufan was slightly taken aback, suspecting that he was hallucinating.

"Yes, host, please confirm whether to bind!"

"Confirm binding!"

He Bufan said without thinking.

"Drip, the binding is successful!"

Immediately, in the depths of He Bufan's mind, a panel appeared:
Host: He Bufan
Level: Rookie Chef (Golden Egg Fried Rice)
Wealth value: 0
Recipe: not open

Food library: not open

"System, can you explain?"

He Bufan looked at the data on the panel and asked.

"The current level of the host is a rookie chef, with its own skills, golden egg fried rice!"

"The host can earn wealth points, upgrade the level, and unlock more advanced dishes and ingredients."

"At the same time, the wealth value can also open recipes and ingredient libraries."

"After opening the recipe, you can learn more cooking skills according to the level of the host; the ingredient library provides the host with various precious ingredients."

He Bufan nodded, and then asked a very important question seriously.

"The system, will the money I earn be swallowed by the system?"

"Please rest assured, the host, the wealth value is only the data that the system records the wealth earned by the host, and the actual wealth of the host will not decrease!"