Poor rich beat the world with system

In the depths of the old street, inside a small shop,

Liu Yang gazed at the plate of stir-fried green peppers and pork in front of him and sighed.

This was the third time today he had overcooked the green peppers.

Who would have thought that half a year ago, he was a regular at Michelin-starred restaurants, his biggest worry being whether to have French cuisine or Japanese today.

But after waking up one day, he found himself transported to this parallel world, becoming the owner of this inconspicuous little shop.

The difference was more thrilling than when the elevator in his building broke down.

A "ding" sounded as the wind chime by the door rang.

"Boss, the usual, a portion of twice-cooked pork," said Master Li, who came in from the car repair shop next door.

For the past six months, he was the only one who could endure the dark cuisine here and had been a constant supporter.

It was unclear whether it was a malfunction of his taste buds or his stomach was just too strong.

Liu Yang responded and turned to prepare the dish.

For half a year, he had been hoping for the system to awaken.

Shouldn't one come with a golden finger when crossing over? But it seemed his crossing over had encountered a pirated version; the system slept deeper than a hibernating bear.

"Did you put too much salt in today's twice-cooked pork?" Master Li scooped a few mouthfuls of rice and kindly reminded him.

This was already his third "kind reminder" of the day.

Liu Yang smiled awkwardly.

If only the system could awaken quickly.

Had it not been for this small shop being his only asset after crossing over, he would have considered changing professions to pig farming—at least pigs are not picky eaters.

At that moment, a sudden change occurred!

A warm current suddenly surged from the depths of his mind, followed by a mechanical voice: "Ding! Moonlight System activated successfully."

"Feature: Skill Copy, skills are permanently retained."

"Wow!" Liu Yang was so excited that he almost threw the frying pan, waiting for this "ding" for half a year!

"Boss?" Master Li looked at Liu Yang, who suddenly seemed like he had won the lottery, puzzled. "Are you okay?"

"Ah, I'm... fine."

Liu Yang was so excited that he could barely speak, his hands shaking like a sieve.

He had been waiting for this moment even more anxiously than construction workers waiting for their wages.

Then another "ding" sounded, the wind chime by the door rang again.

This "ding" was far less impressive than the system's "ding," but—

The heavy rain pushed two people into the shop.

The man walking in front was a tall middle-aged man, wearing a low-key dark gray jacket, but the faint oil stains on his waist had already exposed his identity as a chef.

These were the embellishments of an artist, unlike the oil stains all over Liu Yang, who looked like he had just been fished out of a frying pan.

The young man following him was dressed neatly, but now more than half of him was soaked by the rain, looking like he had just been pulled out of the water.

He was carrying an expensive-looking suitcase and his hair was combed as straight as an air-raid siren.

As soon as he entered the door, he started frowning, his expression as if he had seen a bowl that hadn't been washed for three days.

"The rain came so suddenly," the middle-aged man said casually, finding a table to sit at, clearly a man who had seen big scenes.

"Master Xiao, shall I call a taxi? Fumanlou is waiting for you..."

The young man took out his phone, looking at the small shop as if he had seen something extraordinary.

"No rush," the man called Master Xiao waved his hand, "I'm just hungry."

At that moment, the system prompt sounded:

"Ding! Detected a copyable target: Master Xiao Yuanshan, Sichuan cuisine master of the city, skill: Top culinary skills in the city."

"Copy immediately? Note: Copying requires staring at the target for 3 seconds."

Liu Yang almost laughed out loud.

This luck was even better than the last time he bought a lottery ticket and won five dollars!

He quickly stared at Xiao Yuanshan, afraid to miss a second:

One second - this is a master!

Two seconds - it's a real master!

Three seconds - is it already mine?!

"Ding! Skill copy successful! Acquired skill: Chef skill (beginner level)."

"Description: Gain 1 reward point for each delicious dish made."

"Accumulate 50 reward points to upgrade to master level, 100 reward points to upgrade to the supreme level. Supreme level is the highest level, after which you can choose to copy other skills."

Liu Yang was ecstatic inside, this was what it meant to wait for the clouds to clear and see the moon, to endure the dry noodles until they meet the soup!

But wait, why is it beginner level?

He looked at Xiao Yuanshan and then at the system prompt, it felt similar to buying something marked 999 but actually only costing 9.9.

However, he suddenly found that his head was filled with a lot of cooking knowledge, as if a "Complete Chinese Culinary Arts" book had been forcefully stuffed in.

But the skill...

He looked down at his hands, why were they still as uncooperative as before?

It felt like knowing all the theories of driving a Ferrari, but stalling as soon as you get in the car.

"Would you two like to look at the menu?" Liu Yang approached Xiao Yuanshan with the menu that was almost as old as the shop.

Xiao Yuanshan sat down and glanced around the shop.

His picky gaze could make even cockroaches feel ashamed.

Through the half curtain swaying in the wind, one could see the faintly visible disaster inside:

The oil stains on the old seasoning pots were so thick that they could be scraped off and used for fire, the edges of the cutting board were as black as ink paintings, and the pots and pans on the wall were crooked, just like the shop's business, all over the place.

Then, his gaze fell on the plate of twice-cooked pork in Master Li's bowl.

"This twice-cooked pork..." Xiao Yuanshan's frown could pinch mosquitoes to death.

In his eyes, this dish was an insult to Sichuan cuisine:

The meat was so tough that you could count the annual rings, the heat control was more unstable than the stock market, and the seasonings were as random as a primary school student's supermarket shopping.

"...Tsk, it's probably not even as good as a street food stall."

Xiao Zhang immediately added, his tone so sour it could pickle vegetables.

Xiao Yuanshan stood up, his expression full of disdain.

He had seen too many such small shops in his life, the kind that could turn a pot of soup into soy sauce color.

With a hint of superiority at the corner of his mouth, his expression was like looking at a kindergarten from the perspective of a second grader: a shop of this level could only make a fuss in the depths of the old street.

"Xiao Zhang, it's raining heavily outside, you go next door and buy an umbrella first."

Taking advantage of the young man's departure, Xiao Yuanshan glanced at the menu,

The price was even cheaper than the dog food at his home.

He even wondered if this was last year's menu, as it was almost faded.

"Master..." Xiao Zhang ran back with two umbrellas.

"Let's go." Xiao Yuanshan left without even looking at Liu Yang.

Liu Yang watched the two men leave, feeling the menu in his hand was more desolate than his life in the past six months.

Crossing over is one thing, but after waiting for a system, it gave him a beginner level?

What's the difference between this and buying a Yiwu version online?

However...

He suddenly grinned.

Even if it's a beginner, so what?

At least he now knows how to make twice-cooked pork, although his skill is still a bit lacking, but it's better than before when he fried the meat into charcoal.

Besides, when this system reaches the supreme level, it can copy other skills, and in the future, it might be able to copy some management and business skills.

By that time, he will make this small shop a popular online shop, have delivery guys scrambling for orders every day, and make those who look down on him wait in line for seats!