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A Restaurant That Connects To Countless Worlds? Earning 1 Billion?

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After being bound to the food system, the back door of Sheng Jiu's restaurant led to another world. The first visitor from another world brought her a crab claw taller than a person. Sheng Jiu: This ingredient is a bit exciting! The small restaurant on the street corner quickly launched new dishes: Steamed Shrimp Dumplings and Crab Fried Rice. The various tempting aromas continuously attracted diners. Diners' reviews after the meal: Although it was expensive, but the food was delicious. Besides, the service was not very efficient. Sheng Jiu: Why don't you come and catch the crabs? As more and more worlds are opened up, the quality of ingredients also improves. The restaurant's employees also became more and more… Watching the big shots from various worlds bustling about in the restaurant, Sheng Jiu huddled in a corner and roared silently: In our world, only one partner is allowed at a time, one, one! ____ *This novel belongs to the author Er Qian (二谦). I am currently translating this book. If you are interested in this book and would like to continue reading, please subscribe or purchase it once through my Patreon account! (Marshmallow_ Sweet) _____
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