My system can be changed

"Forget it, now that I can realize my gourmet dream, I've earned it."

Lin Haoyu held his forehead slightly and sighed, turned around helplessly and returned to his seat, ready to greet guests while making improved Tianyu noodles.

Since such a crowded situation was envisioned from the beginning, the store is divided into two sections, one is the seats near the outside, and the other is Lin Haoyu's kitchen.

The seats are against the walls on both sides. Even if there are a lot of vacant seats, eight people can sit at most if squeezed.

Lin Haoyu can stick his head out of the kitchen and listen to customers' needs to make noodles.

"I don't know if it will work. The improved noodles do not have such a strong aroma, but the taste can definitely kill all other noodles!"

Lin Haoyu raised his eyebrows. The delicacy of Tianyu Noodles is the taste of heart that he can't understand. Although the improved version is a little more mechanized, the taste of heart is still the same.

Smacking his lips, clearing his throat, Lin Haoyu, who was ready, pulled away the glass panel blocking the front of the kitchen, and shouted loudly:
"Tianyu Noodle House, officially opened!"

boom!
The crowd who had been silent for a few seconds suddenly burst into cheers, and then there was a riot because of the noodles—or Brother Yu's noodles to be more accurate.

There were so many people that Lin Haoyu had to decide not to use ceramic bowls to serve noodles, but to use disposable paper bowls, which can be taken away and protect the environment.

At noon that day, the Noon Express published the news that "Lin Haoyu Tianyu Noodle Restaurant caused a commotion", which once again made everyone choke.

"It is reported that Lin Haoyu's 'Tianyu Noodle Branch Branch' has opened for business recently, and it caused a commotion in the city that day. It is reported that each bowl of noodles sold by Lin Haoyu is priced at ten yuan."

Fuck!A celebrity actually cooks and makes noodles by himself?
And the noodles are only priced at ten yuan?Even if only counting the cost of materials, it is more than ten yuan!

Everyone in the newspaper office looked at each other in blank dismay. Seeing the inquiry letter sent in so fast, they could only helplessly smile a few times——Brother Yu has found a lot of things for them to do again!
"Ten yuan for a bowl of noodles, this Lin Haoyu really knows how to do business."

Somewhere, Wang Poqing looked at the news on her mobile phone with contempt, and said with emotion:
"The ten dollars bought him popularity and exposure that money couldn't buy—Lin Haoyu is worthy of my rival, even the method of hype is so novel."

That's right, in Wang Poqing's view, what Lin Haoyu has done is to hype up for himself, and at the same time establish himself as a person who is close to fans.

Even so, how many days can you, Lin Haoyu, make noodles?
Wang Poqing sneered, and stretched out her left little finger to dig her ears:

"In a few days, when I finish recording these episodes, it will be your death date, Lin Haoyu."

The Internet is also full of excitement about this, because not only the huge fan popularity of S-level stars like Lin Haoyu, but also the ten yuan noodles have also aroused great interest from all walks of life.

"Fuck, let me tell you why brother Yu hasn't moved much these days, and the co-author is going to make noodles."

"You're idle, Brother Yu actually swelled up after becoming famous."

"The one upstairs looks like a primary school student. Isn't the reason why Brother Yu bought ten yuan noodles to help those who are hungry and contribute to society? Do you think everyone is doing 'business' all day like you?"

"It's only ten yuan worth of noodles, and it's made by Brother Yu himself. Even if it's a piece of rubbish labor, I want to eat it once!"

"Add one, but I've already bought the train ticket to Kyoto, and I'll broadcast noodles to everyone tomorrow."

"Is there anyone who formed a team to sell tickets to eat noodles!"

In an instant, the comment section surpassed 99, and even Lin Haoyu's tweet added millions of followers overnight, reaching the terrifying 1000 million mark.

Today, Lin Haoyu, who is classified as an S-level star, has finally gained a firm foothold and has fans to match him.

Since then, 1000 million fans has been regarded as one of the requirements for an S-level star by Huaxia's star committee.

"Brother Yu, three bowls—no, one bowl of Tianyu noodles."

Lu Jing is a college student. He finally got admitted to one of the best universities in Kyoto this year, so he came all the way here.

A bowl of noodles worth ten yuan was indeed the cheapest noodles Lu Jing had eaten in the capital city. He smacked his lips and swallowed, Lu Jing touched the 30 yuan in his pocket, and silently calculated:

"Today and tomorrow, a total of [-] yuan, one lunch at school costs ten yuan, and two dinners here are just right."

Because his family background is not very good, Lu Jing has to shop around even if he wants to buy a pen, so that he can barely eat enough with the remaining money.

Looking back at the boundless crowd in a little surprise, Lu Jing swallowed hard and said in doubt:

"By the way, boss, why is your business so good here? If I hadn't come early, I guess it would take until the afternoon to get my turn."

Lu Jing lived in the countryside since he was a child, and he never bought anything except the necessary daily necessities.

If it weren't for the fact that his family bought him a mobile phone specially for fear that he would not be able to integrate into the society, he probably wouldn't even know how to wander around the city.
Blinking his eyes, he looked at Lin Haoyu who had a cute face, and Lu Jing also had a cute face, and his eyes met.

Lin Haoyu's voice came through the mask, slightly surprised:
"Oh? You don't know who I am?"

"Are you a celebrity chef?"

Lu Jing frowned in confusion, and asked tentatively after a long time.

Celebrity chef?

Lin Haoyu smiled bluntly, waved his hands and said with a smile:
"It's natural to be famous, but it's really impossible to be a famous chef."

Confused, he took his Tianyu Noodles from Lin Haoyu's hand, walked out from the other side of the crowd, still looked at the enthusiastic crowd around him with a dazed face, and returned to the school dormitory in surprise.

"Clap."

After closing the door, Lu Jingcai relaxed a little, lifted the lid with a smile, and a strange fragrance filled the whole room.

"Huh? This smell."

Lu Jing suddenly took a deep breath, nodded with satisfaction, smacked his lips and said with a smile:

"As expected of a famous chef who can make so many people go crazy, and it only sells for ten yuan!"

It couldn't be more conscientious, and the taste and smell are worthy of the name, which can be called a famous chef in Kyoto.

Although Lin Haoyu himself said that he is not a famous chef, in the eyes of Lu Jing now, he is simply a master chef.

"Come and taste how it tastes, and recommend this store to your roommates next time."

Lu Jing chuckled, broke away the disposable chopsticks, and started to suck on them with great gulps.

Originally, I just wanted to taste the taste first, and then continue to fill my stomach. Who would have thought that once I ate the feather noodles this day, I couldn’t stop eating them at all.
Pat, put down the chopsticks, Lu Jing looked down at the empty paper bowl with a confused face, blinked, and said to himself:
"I, is this considered finished?"

Not enough to eat at all!

And I didn't seem to have eaten a few bites at all just now, such a big bowl of noodles just entered my stomach like this?
Lu Jing reluctantly took a few sips of the remaining noodle soup to relieve the emptiness and loneliness in his heart—yes, Lu Jing, who has been single for a long time, no longer has any hope for love.

"Noodles are my girlfriend!"

Lu Jing smacked his lips to feel the aftertaste left before, closed his eyes and shook his head to feel the wonderful aftertaste.

"Goooooooooo."

After pouring down a few sips of soup, I thought it was just a few sips and then poured it out, but before I knew it, Lu Jing drank the whole bowl of soup again, not a single drop was left.

Lu Jing blinked, smiled awkwardly, and said silently:
"This noodle soup tastes as good as the noodles."

The noodle soup in the restaurant is usually added with a lot of spices and salt for the taste of the noodles, which is usually not very refreshing to drink.

However, Tianyu Noodles are different. It is completely made of pork bones after dozens of hours of boiling. Even the addition of salt oil, soy sauce and vinegar is not much, and most of the ingredients retain the original deliciousness.

Regardless of the fact that Dongying Kingdom has a deep knowledge of the so-called ramen, it is actually a technology handed down from ancient China.

Tianyu noodles are the technology inherited and fused by the Huaxia people themselves, so they are naturally many times better than the incomplete Dongying ramen.

Just when Lu Jing was about to start licking the bowl regardless of his image, his roommate suddenly came back.

"Hey, Lu Jing, it's time to eat. I brought you some noodles made by Brother Yu himself. Since you have eaten all of them, I will eat two by myself!"

Hehehe smirked a few times, and roommate Shi Qihong immediately placed two servings of noodles on the table with bright eyes, and Kaifeng ate them in big mouthfuls, and the same taste wafted into the air again.

"Ok?"

Lu Jing was startled suddenly, this seems to be the kind of noodles he just ate!

"Wait! Old Shi, you said just now, who made this noodles? Is it the kind that costs ten yuan a bowl!"

Gum!

Lu Jing swallowed his saliva in astonishment, he didn't expect that besides himself, even his roommate would buy two bowls back. It seems that Brother Yu is indeed famous for his cooking skills.

Shi Qihong blinked his eyes, kept chewing, and said at the same time:

"That's right! So you know Lu Jing? It's the noodles made by Huaxia's S-class star brother Yu. The taste is absolutely amazing! It's even better than Michelin three stars!"

What the hell!

Lu Jing's heart trembled. He actually talked so frivolously to a Chinese S-class star just now, and he didn't care about the fanaticism of others—it was a noodle restaurant opened by a Huaxia S-class star himself!

"Huaxia S-class, the daily salary is in the millions, right?"

"Million? Are you kidding me! Without 1000 million, Brother Yu would be full to star in?"