God of Cooking Dad: Spoil his daughter to heaven

"Dad, why didn't you go to open the shop today!"

Waking up early in the morning, Qin Xinxin found that it was already 06:30 in the morning.

Dad was still around, and her face was full of doubts.

"Father plans to rest for a few days, study more delicious food, and then open the shop."

Qin Mo didn't tell his daughter about the closure of the store, so he could only find an excuse.

"It's delicious, okay, papa, you need to do more research!"

Thinking of the porridge she ate back last night, Qin Xinxin still feels the fragrance in her mouth.

It's really delicious, and it's even more delicious when paired with steamed buns.

"Okay, wash up quickly, Dad has prepared breakfast for you."

Although Qin Mo didn't open a shop, he still got up at 05:30 in the morning.

He found that after yesterday's lottery draw, the changes in his body were still going on until now.

What's more, I woke up at five o'clock. Compared with before, I didn't even feel sleepy at all.

Qin Mo, who has nothing to do, be careful.

First I went out for a run, thinking that I would be exhausted after just running for half an hour.

After an hour now, there is no other abnormality except that the thigh muscles are a little sore.

Even after jogging and walking for a while, my body is full of strength again.

Qin Mo didn't know if it was an illusion, but he could still run for a few more hours.

At that time, I touched my abdomen, and it seemed that there was a little change.

After exercising, buy some ingredients, make breakfast for my daughter when I come back, and wake up Qin Xinxin when it's time.

"Papa, Xinxin is really happy to be able to eat the breakfast you cooked every day!"

Qin Xinxin, who was sitting on the small dining table, squinted her eyes and started drinking porridge while eating buns.

"Papa has to make Xinxin a chubby girl, so that no one will be able to abduct Xinxin in the future."

Watching his daughter eat breakfast, Qin Mo felt a kind of enjoyment in his heart.

I joke with my daughter from time to time.

"Father, well, goodbye!"

Seeing his daughter happily walking into the campus with his classmates, Qin Mo walked away.

"Looks like I have to find a job."

Qin Mo didn't know when he would be seized this time, and he planned to make two-handed preparations.

Now that he has cooking skills, he is afraid that he will not find a good job.

"Pity!"

Working for someone else is very different from starting your own business.

At least in terms of income, with Qin Mo's current ability, it's like heaven and hell.

"Hey, when did my phone run out of battery?"

Qin Mo took out the mobile phone in his pocket, only to realize that it had been turned off.

"It seems that the electricity was out yesterday?"

In Qin Mo's impression, it seemed that when he was in school, the battery on his phone was only 5.00% charged.

I didn't use the phone at the time, so I never noticed it.

In addition, there is no need to get up in the morning to open a store. When I get up in the morning to buy ingredients, I go out with loose money.

So Qin Mo didn't realize that the phone was turned off until now.

"Forget it, let's find a job first, go back and recharge, anyway, no one is looking for me."

Thinking of this, Qin Mo's first goal was the shopping mall closest to the school.

"I'm sorry sir, you are not what we want."

"Mr. Qin, the buns you made are delicious, but you don't have a certificate related to being a chef, so I'm sorry."

"What, I don't even have a chef's certificate, get out of here, don't stop us from doing business!"

One morning, Qin Mo went to six high-end hotels or restaurants one after another, but all of them were rejected because they did not have a chef certificate.

"You say you don't have a certificate, no matter how delicious it is, it's a fake, hurry up and get a certificate first, don't be so ambitious!"

In the end, until Qin Mo ran to a small restaurant, the result was still the same.

"Forget it, let's go back first and take a look!"

Running until one o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Mo didn't even have time to eat lunch. Seeing this situation, he gave up and went back to his residence to have a simple meal first, then plug in his phone to charge and go to sleep.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, just after sleeping for an hour, Qin Mo woke up, washed up briefly, changed his clothes, took his mobile phone and went out.

"So many missed calls?"

I took a look at the mobile phone, and it was fully charged in an hour. Sure enough, the domestic mobile phone is good.

As soon as I turned it on, there were several pages full of missed calls.

After looking through it roughly, there are three missed call IDs, one of which is the most, at least accounting for more than half.

At the same time, in the office of a certain unit, a young man in his early twenties had an extremely ugly face.

I was staring at my phone and couldn't help but sigh!
"It's over. If I still can't get through this time, I will definitely have no good fruit to eat."

A young man named Jiang Wenle, a graduate of this year, had just come to work for less than half a year, and received a seemingly simple task yesterday.

At that time, he should have thought of it, how can there be such a good thing, it is his turn to be a newcomer who has not passed the internship period.

The leader said that as long as he made this call, he would be given a week off.

Jiang Wenle checked the time, there were still 10 minutes left.

"Dudu."

Habitually pick up the phone and click replay.

A different response came from before.

Before Jiang Wenle could react, a magnetic male voice sounded at this moment.

"Hey, who is it!"

He was so scared that he quickly picked up the phone and said in a trembling voice, "Is it Mr. Qin Mo?"

Qin Mo had just turned on the phone and was about to call back when a number called.

Really the number with the most missed calls.

I made hundreds of phone calls in two days, it must be something urgent.

Pick up your phone and connect!
"Mr. Qin, my ancestor, your mobile phone is finally connected."

Qin Mo heard the voice on the other side, it should be a young man.

But what surprised him was that he was about to cry as he spoke.

"I'm Qin Mo, what can I do for you?"