The urban strengthening system dominates the whole field

After school in the afternoon, Ye Hong packed all the textbooks into his schoolbag, and planned to go home with the bulging schoolbag on his back.

This is the only good thing about private middle schools, you don't have to study by yourself at night.

He had just finished carrying his schoolbag, but found that Zhang Xuewei stood up with him, with her head lowered, her lower lip tightly biting with her white teeth, and her hands nervously stirring the corners of her clothes.

Ye Hong is 1.7 meters five, and Zhang Xuewei is 1.6 meters two. From this angle, you can just see Zhang Xuewei's snow-white neck and the faintly visible trace of girlish charm.

Ye Hong's heart fluttered, but his face remained indifferent: "Student Zhang, what's the matter? If not, I have to leave."

Zhang Xuewei raised her head, and looked at Ye Hong with big watery eyes: "Student Ye, I remember we seem to be on the way, right? Shall we go back together? I happen to have some questions and I want to ask Classmate Ye."

Ye Hong secretly sighed, he had also said this to Zhang Xuewei a few days ago, but unfortunately all he got was a lot of blank stares.

Now it's the other way around, and it's Zhang Xuewei's turn to beg him.

What an irony.

But he didn't reject Zhang Xuewei, he just nodded lightly.

Zhang Xuewei clapped her hands happily, carried her schoolbag and followed Ye Hong with a smile on her back.

At the gate of Zhicai Middle School, Miss Zhang Zheng stands by the gate. She goes home with her daughter Zhang Xuewei every day.

Seeing Zhang Xuewei's figure in the distance, Miss Zhang beckoned immediately.

But when she saw a boy beside Zhang Xuewei, her face suddenly became gloomy.

What she can't accept the most is Zhang Xuewei's puppy love, because she is worried that it will affect Zhang Xuewei's study.

But when the two approached and saw that the boy was Ye Hong, Miss's expression became extremely unnatural again.

Apparently she hasn't come out of the shadow of the classroom yet.

"Mom, I'm going to go with Classmate Ye later, and I just have a few questions I want to ask him."

Zhang Xuewei said with a smile, while Ye Hong smiled and said nothing.

"So it's like this. I'm with Classmate Ye, so I can rest assured and remember to go home early."

"Don't worry Mom!"

Seeing the backs of the two going away, Miss Zhang suddenly realized: The three of us are walking together...can you ask me some questions?

Then he smiled wryly and shook his head, this girl was still suing others at home yesterday, but now her attitude has changed 180 degrees... It's really a girl who doesn't want to stay.

Along the way, Zhang Xuewei kept asking Ye Hong the secret of learning to become so powerful suddenly.

But Ye Hong always talked about him in a non-concern manner, but he didn't answer her directly.

This kind of performance not only didn't make Zhang Xuewei angry, but made Ye Hong more mysterious in her mind.

"Classmate Ye...can I call you Ahong directly? It's too natural to always be called by Classmate Ye. We are at the same table."

"Of course, I will call you Xuewei directly from now on.

Xuewei Xuewei, the rose in the snow, matches your temperament very well. "

Hearing such blunt words, Zhang Xuewei's face flushed with shame, and she said in a voice like a mosquito: "I hate it, how can I have such a temperament."

"Ding! Let the girl's heart be full of joy through words, the skill of flirting with girls +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry level."

Let me wipe, how can this be strengthened?

This system is awesome!

Although Zhang Xuewei wanted to stay with Ye Hong for a while longer, but the two had already arrived at her door, so there was no reason to continue pestering Ye Hong.

Zhang Xuewei said goodbye to Ye Hong quite disappointedly, but when she thought of seeing Ye Hong again the next day, a smile appeared on her face again.

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In a food street in Dongcheng District, Anming County, there is an unobtrusive snack bar called [Night Food Snacks].

The snack bar has a small facade and the decoration is relatively old.

Although it was time for dinner, there were not many customers in the store.

Ye Hong came to the night snack and shouted in his heart: I have a system, my lord. From today on, no one can yell at me again!

"Stinky boy! Why are you staring blankly there? Get over here and help!"

A soprano voice like a cannonball exploded in Ye Hong's ear.

Ye Hong suddenly lost all momentum, and walked into the store with his head drooping: "Mom, there are so few customers, why do you need my help?"

That's right, Yehong is the "young owner" of this night food snack bar.

This snack bar was handed down from Yehong's grandfather and is now run by Yehong's parents.

But the two of them obviously don't have much business talent, and the business of this snack bar is getting worse day by day.

In order for Yehong to enter the legendary noble school Zhicai Middle School, the couple gritted their teeth and took out most of their life savings.

Yehong vowed silently: I was incapable before, but now I have a system, I must help my family change the status quo!

"No matter how few customers there are, you have to learn a little bit. This store will be handed over to you in the future. Don't be so useless like your father!"

A middle-aged woman wearing a scarf came out of the back kitchen, and while bringing a plate of beef noodles to a guest, she nagged at Ye Hong.

This woman is slightly fat, but her face is well-maintained, white and flawless, not at all like the mother of a 16-year-old boy.

The woman was Ye Hong's mother - An Xiaoying.

At this time, the back kitchen complained: "I am useless?!"

"If you were more confident, I would have had time to lose weight long ago!" An Xiaoying shot back unceremoniously.

Ye Hong shook his head with a headache, this old couple would not be happy if they didn't quarrel a few times a day.

He dropped his schoolbag and slipped into the back kitchen.

In the back kitchen, a sturdy middle-aged man, wearing a chef's hat, was burying his head in kneading the dough.

From his facial features, one can vaguely see Ye Hong's appearance.

This middle-aged man is naturally Ye Hong's father—Ye Xiao, who was nicknamed "Brother Ye Xiao" by the neighbors.

Without looking back, Ye Xiao threw a piece of raw beef to Ye Hong: "Take it to practice knife skills."

Over the years, his parents have gradually cultivated Yehong's cooking skills and management skills, and apparently they also think that he is not the material for studying.

Ye Hong curled his lips, and after thinking about it, he still didn't tell them what happened today.

He has to wait until the day when the test results are released, and directly use the transcript to tell the old man about his changes.

Washing hands, washing meat, and removing knives all in one go.

It's just that the moment the beef was cut, the system's voice came again: "Ding! Comprehend the change of ingredients, cooking ability +1, current progress: 110, current level: entry-level."

Ok?

Ye Hong's eyes lit up, and the speed of the knife couldn't help but increase.

"Ding! Cooking ability +1...+1...+1..."

"Ding! The current progress is 11100, and the cooking ability has been upgraded to the proficient level."

It was that feeling again, as if suddenly there was a lot of cooking knowledge in my mind.

After exploring for a period of time, Yehong roughly knew the system's hierarchy.

Experience points between 1-10 points are entry-level.

Experience points between 11-100 points are proficient level.

It's just that I don't know what level it is after 100 points.

Ye Hong, who has obtained proficiency in cooking, is more comfortable in cutting beef.

"Tuk tuk tuk-"

The sound of crisp meat cutting rang out in the kitchen, and Ye Xiao, who was bowing her head and kneading noodles, couldn't help but startled.

When did this kid cut so fast?

Ye Xiao turned her head away and opened her mouth wide in surprise.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 3 Boss, I want another bowl!

I saw slices of sliced ​​beef lying on the cutting board.

The size of the beef is uniform and the texture is clear, as if the force used for each piece is exactly the same.

Ye Xiao asked herself, even if he cut it, she couldn't cut it so beautifully.

"Ah Hong, this, this, you cut this?!"

Ye Xiao dropped the dough in her hand, threw herself in front of the chopping board, picked up the beef slices and looked at them carefully, like a pilgrimage, for fear of ruining the artwork in her hands.

"nonsense."

Ye Hong said calmly, wiped the kitchen knife and put it back on the shelf.

"Good boy!" Ye Xiao couldn't help laughing a few times, and patted Ye Hong's shoulder hard, "When did you secretly practice knife skills so well? Now there is finally someone who can eat and eat snacks at night!"

Ye Hong rubbed his shoulders, with a dissatisfied expression on his face: "Don't keep patting me, my bones are almost torn apart by you."

This father is always indifferent.

"Ding! The shoulder muscles have been hit from outside, the ability to resist blows is +1, the current progress: 110, the current level: entry-level."

Huh?Can he meow?

"Uh... Dad, why don't you hit me twice?"

"Don't be shy, brat, put the beef in the pot quickly, don't make the guests wait too long."

After finishing speaking, Ye Xiao continued to turn around and face each other, humming a little song, obviously seeing Ye Hong improve, and she was in a good mood.

Yehong shook his head and threw the beef into the pot.

The next step is the unchanging cooking process of beef noodles. This cooking method is a secret recipe passed down from Yehong’s grandfather and has not changed for decades.

But just when Ye Hong was taking a step, his hand suddenly stopped in mid-air.

There was a strange feeling in his mind, as if a voice kept telling him: this is wrong, there are other ways to make this bowl of beef noodles more delicious!

Yehong understood that this might be the beginning of his proficient cooking ability.

He put down the seasoning in his hand and changed it to another ingredient.

Then, this feeling appeared many times one after another.

Ye Hong kept changing the order, and the whole cooking process had been changed beyond recognition by him.

And this scene happened to be bumped into by An Xiaoying who had just stepped into the kitchen!

"Stinky boy, are you crazy? How many times have I taught you, how can you add water first in this step?

The noodles made in this way taste wrong! "

Ye Xiao was also attracted, and the two sighed at the bowl of beef noodles just out of the pot.

"Do you want to do it again?"

At this moment, there was a urging voice from the diners outside: "Boss, is my beef noodle ready? I'm starving to death. If I don't serve it again, I'll leave!"

"Come right away!" An Xiaoying responded with a smile, then turned her head and immediately gave Ye Hong a fierce look, "If the diners are scared away by this bowl of noodles later, I will definitely blow your ass!"

The old god Yehong said: "Ann, I guarantee that he will still want to eat after eating, hehe!"

An Xiaoying didn't have time to talk to him, and hurried out of the front hall with the beef noodles.

Ye Xiao was no longer interested in meeting each other, and secretly observed the reaction outside through the gap in the door curtain.

"Guest, your noodles are ready, please use it slowly!"

The diner who ordered beef noodles had a bald head, a big gold chain hanging on his chest, and his face was full of flesh, which looked very sinister.

An Xiaoying put the bowl of beef noodles in front of the diner, and went to the side to wipe down another table.

While wiping, he secretly watched the diner's reaction anxiously, and was always ready to step forward to apologize if the diner was dissatisfied.