8 AM.
"Yawn..."
Wang Fan is feeling a bit out of sorts today.
Even young people can become worn out after a night spent improving and preparing dishes.
Some might choose to laze around all day, while others have to drag their tired bodies to earn a meager income.
Wang Fan doesn't need to earn that meager income right now, but he's eager for the skills granted by the system, so even though he's very tired, he must set up the stall.
Just as he finished washing up, his phone rang.
He picked it up to see it was Gu Zhengchao, the student translator from yesterday.
"Hello."
"Hey Wang, are you setting up the stall today?"
"Yes, I'm almost ready to head over."
Gu Zhengchao sounded excited: "Oh by the way, Wang, yesterday our group of international students heard about your stand at the Louvre and got really excited. Some might come today to support you, so be prepared."
Wang Fan chuckled: "Alright, then I'll prepare more ingredients and treat them to some flavors from home."
