Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Chapter 141 The Unpalatable Noodle Stall 1
"Stop! Don't run!"

Just as Qi Yuan opened his eyes, the night was thick in front of him, the wind slapped his face indiscriminately, and the ground under the street lamp was covered with a thin layer of snow, and the ground was a little slippery.

【Host!Hurry up and turn the corner!There are urban management in the back! 】

Qi Yuan's consciousness gradually came back, and he quickly turned the handle of the small tricycle with sharp eyes and hands, and the edge of the small tricycle hit the street light pole on the side of the road, almost sparking off.

Qi Yuan accelerated steadily, without squinting. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the urban management officer whose rearview mirror had been thrown away. Tsk tsk, "I think back then, my young master was a car god."

[Come on, host, quickly receive the message. 】

The original owner was a liberal arts student who graduated from a top university. Due to the fierce competition for jobs and the poor psychological quality of the original owner, after finding seven jobs within five months, he could not bear the pressure and resigned. His confidence was frustrated and he directly took over grandma’s noodle stall. Be an unfettered self-employed.

The original owner opened a noodle stall for ten days with the idea of ​​living a mediocre life, but was found by her biological parents, who took her home.

Originally, the original owner thought it was a good day, but she was sent to the moody villain’s house, and she was asked to curry favor with the villain, otherwise she would send someone to kill the grandmother who raised the original owner. The original owner did so, and was thrown out by the villain that night. , the original owner was killed by a gang of gangsters XX.

"Is this XX what I think it means?"

【yes.Host, please focus on the key points and continue to receive world information. 】

The heroine of the world grew up in the countryside and was a real daughter in various vests. She was taken back to the city in high school, abused the scum and beat her face off, and joined hands with the hero to reach the pinnacle of life.

Villain information cannot be queried.

[World task [-]: The original owner's long-cherished wish: Inherit grandma's noodle stall, if possible, please help every girl who is in danger.World Task Two: Weaken the villains.World task three: Raiders villains. 】

Qi Yuan held the handle of the small tricycle, faced the falling snow particles, and returned home according to the memory of the original owner.

The original owner's house was in a small alley, the alley was not too deep, it was about ten meters away, and there were seven or eight families living in it.

The little three-wheel could not be driven in, so it could only be locked in the simple carport outside, lock the little three-wheel, put away the key, and entered the alley.

After ten o'clock in the evening, the winter night is especially dark, and it is lonely and cold.

After entering the small courtyard, he gently opened the wooden door. The light in the living room was on, but the eight-watt incandescent lamp was a bit dim. There was a stove burning in the middle of the living room, and a pot of boiling water was sitting.

Qi Yuan stretched out his hand to warm the fire by the stove, looked at the living room environment, and gained some understanding of the original owner's house, one word, 'poor'.

"The girl is back, isn't it cold? There is a big sweet potato in the stove. Grandma picked it for you. It's sweet!"

The old lady walked steadily but slowly, her old words were full of kindness, her gray hair was a little thin, and the folds in her smile told stories.

The old lady picked up the roasted sweet potatoes and put them on the edge of the outer ring of the stove.

"Let it dry for a while before eating, but don't wait for it to cool down, it won't taste good when it's cold, just hang it in the air for a while, let it dry for a while, it's not hot, eat it while it's hot. It's sweet..."

The old lady babbled and kept repeating to let it dry for a while before eating. Qi Yuan patiently roasted on the fire, answering a few times from time to time.

The next day, Qi Yuan went to the snack street to set up a stall, where the original owner paid the stall fee, so he can set up a stall with confidence.

As soon as the tricycle stopped and the tables and chairs were set up, the three yellow-haired boys sat down arrogantly, looked at Qi Yuan with explicit eyes, and waved to Qi Yuan wretchedly, "Little boss, three bowls of noodles."

Qi Yuan glanced at them indifferently, "Eighteen, scan code or cash?"

The yellow-haired boy was not stingy either, he took out his phone and pressed it a few times, "Little boss, if you pay [-], just treat it as a friend, just call me Brother Kai, hehe."

Qi Yuan poured noodles into the pot smoothly, "Eggs cost one yuan, and I'll add two eggs for you. Also, I don't like making friends."

[Host, why do you put sugar in the noodles? 】

"Don't talk nonsense, I put salt, adding salt can improve the umami taste of the noodles."

Qi Yuan dug out a piece of lard, put it in the pot, kept stirring it, smelled it, and was a little suspicious, the original owner's craftsmanship is okay?

【...Host, do you suspect the wrong person? 】

The host didn't cook according to the original owner's method, what is there on the stall, is this the host's homemade boiled noodles?

After cooking for a while, Qi Yuan estimated that it was about the same, turned off the fire, took the prepared bowl, and filled three bowls.

As soon as the yellow-haired man looked up, he saw Qi Yuan's movements. He didn't care about 21 and 10. He went over and praised, "The little boss is very skilled and efficient. Look at how beautiful the noodles are. It took 3 minutes to cook the noodles yesterday. It was done in [-] minutes today, amazing! Amazing!"

Qi Yuan paused, was she not...cooked?
The yellow-haired man was boasting to himself, but he didn't pay attention to Qi Yuan's reaction. After thinking for a second, Qi Yuan still felt that her craftsmanship was fine. After all, she made it according to the original owner's memory. The original owner's reputation for making noodles is good, so she must be fine. .

Thinking in this way, Qi Yuan quickly served three bowls of noodles, Huang Maonan served two bowls courteously, and greeted his two companions.

"Okay, don't look at your phone, try the little boss's cooking, the noodles made by the little boss are the best on this street!"

Qi Yuan put down the bowl, and a yellow-haired man raised his head, his eyes lingered on Qi Yuan's chest and waist, "Thank you, little boss, for giving us food."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The three of them laughed together, making fun of each other, taking pornography as a joke, and their laughter revealed a bit of evil disgust.

"You're still smart!"

"Look at you, be careful next time the little boss won't let us eat."

Qi Yuan hardened his fist and lifted the table directly. Before the three yellow-haired men could react, one of them was kicked and kicked seven or eight meters away.

The bosses of the surrounding food stalls all avoided their eyes, not wanting to cause trouble, and the little girl selling sausages ran out and stopped Qi Yuan.

The little girl was young, worried and scared, "Sister, don't hurt people, or you will go to jail."

Qi Yuan looked at the three yellow-haired men who were howling on the ground, "It's cheap for them."

Explore the road at night, or give them a cleanse if they are poisonous and dumb?is a difficult problem.

[Host, here I suggest you not to try on the edge of the law. 】

"It won't be discovered."

First hack the surrounding surveillance system, and then put on the gloves, leaving no fingerprints or images. As for the alibi, use...

【Host! ! !Please stop your dangerous thinking!We are here to practice, not to learn how to perfect a crime! 】

The system raised its voice and was furious. Qi Yuan's thoughts made it feel deeply confused about the way forward. It suddenly remembered that the villain in the last world was killed by her own hands, wasn't she?

An outlaw lunatic like the host, coupled with a big villain who covers the sky with his hands...

Qi Yuan looked away, thought for a while, kicked a stone with his foot, and smashed it into the yellow-haired man's mouth, "Don't appear in front of me in the future."

The window of the black Maybach car not far away was half open, revealing half of the man's face, delicate eyebrows, neat hair, black pupils focused, "Chen Feng, look up that woman's information."

Chen Feng: "...Sir, which one?"

Chen Feng followed his husband's line of sight, a street of women, middle-aged women, young women, and milk dolls, how did he know which one his husband was looking for?

(End of this chapter)