Relying on the system of criticizing people to become a god in farming literature

Three days passed by in a flash. On the day of the performance, many people spontaneously gathered in front of Fuchun Restaurant.

Most of them are from the West City and know something about the Fu family, so they are even more curious.

I want to see what Fuchun Restaurant, which has been closed for a long time, plans to rely on to reopen.

The crowd was mixed with some idlers from Dongshi. They had nothing to do anyway, so they might as well come and join in the fun.

There were also some onlookers, who were not in front of Fuchun Restaurant, but were sitting in private rooms of other restaurants.

I just opened the window and watched every move on the other side with a wide field of vision.

For the common people, the public performances at Fuchun Restaurant are more like a pastime when they have nothing to do.

Everyone had a different look on their face, and aside from other emotions, only deep curiosity remained.

More and more people gathered around one place, forming a faint arc line.

Many people were talking among themselves and were full of inquiry about this chef who performed on the street.

In the expectant eyes of a group of people, the door of Fuchun Restaurant slowly opened.

Cheng Yao walked forward lightly with her hands behind her back and a decent smile on her face.

She stood in front of a table filled with all the ingredients, spices and kitchen utensils she needed.

Cheng Yao looked at the dense crowd in front of her and smiled with satisfaction. She believed that today would leave a deep impression on everyone.

"What are you doing? Why is she a little girl?"

"You don't look very old, but why are you so brave? How dare you make fun of all of us? It's absolutely disgusting!"

"That said, it's a bit childish. I've never heard of such a half-grown girl working as a cook."

"Little girl, if you show your face like this, aren't you afraid that your parents will beat you to death when you go home?"

"It's boring, everyone should leave!"

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One after another, negative voices poured into Cheng Yao's ears without any modification.

Fu Lingling, who was standing behind her, couldn't bear it anymore and took a few steps forward, intending to tell these mean-mouthed people to shut up.

But Cheng Yao reached out her hand at the right time, stopped the angry Fu Lingling, and signaled to her that she could solve it herself.

But this action, in the eyes of the troublemaker, became evidence that Cheng Yao was afraid to shrink back, and she couldn't help but feel even more proud.

Before Cheng Yao could speak, she took the lead and started shouting below.

"Hey, isn't this the daughter of the Fu family? This restaurant has collapsed since your father left."

"If you don't have a permanent housekeeper, no matter how big your property is, it's of no use. I say you'd better find a good man to marry as soon as possible. If you delay for another two years, no one will want you when you're old and golden."

"Now that I am still young and have a dowry that I can barely afford, there is still hope of finding an ordinary family."

"Stop playing house with your little sisters here. Opening a restaurant is not child's play. You can just play this kind of little game in private."

As soon as these words came out, many people laughed in cooperation.

Hearing these echoing laughter, the man seemed to have received support and affirmation, proudly holding his waist and raising his chin.

Cheng Yao looked at the big face underneath that looked like it was smeared with lard, and felt sick in her heart.

I hate this kind of preaching person the most. Even if the dog on the roadside is quarreling, he will always join in the conversation.

"Everyone, since I dare to show my cooking skills in public today, it means that I have the confidence and courage."

"As for this pig...oh no, this uncle, the trivial things he said seem to have no direct connection with today's cooking show."

The man didn't expect that Cheng Yao not only wasn't angry, but also asked him questions in such a non-arrogant manner, and was a little speechless for a while. According to what he thought before, Cheng Yao should be so ashamed by his words that she should turn around and leave.

But he was wrong. Cheng Yao was never afraid of arguing.

You are not at fault, so why should you hesitate and shrink?

If you give up on your ideas and plans just because of a few simple words from others, you won't be able to accomplish anything.

The other party loves to preach, so he wants to criticize from a higher moral point than him.

"Who said a little girl can't open a restaurant?"

"What matters when opening a restaurant is the taste and quality of the dishes. When will we have to worry about who is the chef behind it?"

"Whether you are really capable or not, you will know as soon as you open the fire and shake the spoon!"

The scene was silent for a while, and then someone suddenly shouted "Hello".

"well said--"

"Although the little girl is not old, she is very courageous."

"Since ancient times, heroes have no regard for their origin, and regardless of gender or age, as long as they are truly capable, they can win everyone's respect."

As soon as these words came out, they were recognized by many people.

After Cheng Yao found a rational person in the crowd, there was a smile on her lips.

"I don't know who is speaking out for justice. I would like to thank you in advance."

"The reason why this uncle dares to nag us like this is because he is bullying us because we are weak?"

"As long as it's a respectable person, I think the words that come out of his mouth will have to roll a few times before they come out, right?"

"Bullying a young girl is not an aboveboard thing to do."

The weather vane in the crowd was cleverly turned by Cheng Yao, and everyone looked at the middle-aged man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks in condemnation.

Sensing everyone's gaze, the man was also a little embarrassed.

He didn't dare to say anything more, lowered his head, and left here quickly.

Cheng Yao looked at his dingy back, snorted disdainfully, then raised her smile again and spoke enthusiastically to the crowd in front.

"I know that our Fuchun Restaurant is very different from other restaurants now. It is normal for you to have suspicions in your hearts."

"It's just that today we didn't charge any fees and we didn't ask for anything. Let's just treat it as a show of excitement!"

"Thank you again for stopping by our Fuchun Restaurant! The cooking show begins now!"

Cheng Yao's bold words instantly aroused the favor of many people.

He was not angered by a few rumors, but defended his statement calmly and generously.

After solving the troublesome thorns, you can adjust the status in the shortest time and enter the next arrangement.

She is a formidable young person, maybe she can really make a name for herself?

Among the crowd, many people have quietly changed their views on Cheng Yao and the Fuchun Restaurant behind her.

Changing prejudices is difficult, but taking the first step is not that difficult.

Fu Lingling also realized the change in everyone's attitude. She stood beside Cheng Yao and gave a grateful smile.

Cheng Yao winked playfully in response.

Then we started to work on the most critical part of today.