How do you change it after all you eat?

System: Gas!

Hua Yao ate the lavender-flavored flower cake, went downstairs with the garbage, and touched a few dollars in her pocket. Bought a piece of bread and milk.

She was just about to eat her bread when her stomach rolled.

"Oops!"

Hua Yao plopped and ran into the bathroom.

An hour later, she was finally able to get up, and found a thick layer of black mud on her body.

"Oh my God, it's disgusting!"

The system continues to play dead.

At this time, looking for a sense of existence is equivalent to looking for death.

When Hua Yao came out of the room, she was already another brand new Hua Yao.

The skin is like a shelled egg, delicate and delicate. The process was painful, and the result was incredibly satisfying for her. Next, it's a step-by-step weight loss.

Before she could lose weight, she needed to find a job.

Her apartment was not rented, but bought by herself after making her first money. In a fashionable metropolis where every inch of land is valuable, it is very good to have such a habitat.

Don't think about rent, but also about eating.

She got out of the elevator and heard a foreign blonde man yelling into the phone, "Where do I go to find someone for him who can cook Chinese food?" People who can cook Chinese food are opening restaurants, and their income is very good! Who's going to cook for that turtle-haired guy? You don't know, how picky he is! ”

"Listen, Catherine, it's not like I didn't look for it. I've looked for it, do you know how many little girls he scolded and how many chefs who had the courage to come to interview for this job? ”

"I swear to God that no one will make Chinese food to his taste."

"That damn fellow, you're starving! He is already famous in the Chinese circle! ”

……

Bite.

The elevator arrived.

The blonde foreign man walked out of the elevator angrily, and Hua Yao hurriedly chased after him, shouting, "Excuse me, are you looking for someone who can cook Chinese food?" ”

The blonde man turned around and looked at Hua Yao in surprise, having the illusion that he had been kissed by an angel.

"Yes."

Hua Yao explained herself: "My name is Yolanda, my Chinese name is Xun Yao, and I am a Chinese-French mixed race. I know how to cook Chinese food, and my skills are okay. ”

"Are you an adult? I mean, you look like a kid. The blonde foreigner's attitude changed, albeit with hesitation.

Hua Yao pointed upstairs and said, "I can show you my documents." I just turned eighteen last month. I live alone, I have no education, and I need a job to support myself. To be honest, when I met you, I was about to go out and look for a job. ”

"My name is William, your boss is upstairs, and you can only get this job if you pass his assessment. In addition, the time limit for this job is three months. ”

Three months is enough for her to lose weight successfully and start a new journey.

The original owner's wish is simple, to become the darling of the catwalk again.

What she wants to do is to stand at this peak and become a peak that no one else can ever surpass.

"No problem."

William was very happy and took Hua Yao to regret the elevator.

"Alright, here it is."

William opened the door and led Hua Yao in, "Yolanda, your range of activities is limited to the living room and kitchen, and you can't enter other rooms." It's lunchtime, baby, and you need to make a hearty lunch to satisfy your future boss's tastes. ”

"Wait a minute."

Hua Yao opened the refrigerator, and the ingredients in it were quite rich.

Although in this world, she does not have the talent of the god of food, for decades, the instinct to cook every day has remained in the depths of her soul. Three hundred merit points is not as simple as using it and making a splash.

Whether you can become your own ability depends on your talent and mind.