Food: My food truck can be upgraded indefinitely.

"You think I'm afraid of you?"

Chen Chong tilted his head, curled his lips, and saw through He Yu's little scheme at a glance, but he was still not afraid.

He's a local tough guy who's been in the market for so many years, how could he be scared by a young upstart?

Ling Yun ignored the rivalry between the two.

For him, constantly improving his culinary skills is his greatest pursuit.

Having learned from previous experiences...

He cooked it much more efficiently this time.

With a flick of the wrist, the spatula scooped up the steak from the hot plate and placed it steadily into the iron plate. Then, the sauce was poured over it, and the amber sauce flowed slowly along the grain of the meat. The whole action was done in one smooth motion.

He Yu picked up the plate first, winked at Chen Chong, and led Chen Chong towards the private room!

The two entered the shops along the street.

This used to be a women's clothing store, but business was so-so, and half a faded poster still remains at the entrance.

He Yu paid 150,000 yuan in transfer fees that afternoon and took over the business from the shop owner.

in the afternoon.

He also brought over a large Western-style dining table, covered it with a snow-white tablecloth, and placed silver candlesticks on it. The tablecloth, candles, and other items were all provided.

There were also several bottles of good vintage red wine on the table.

If you ignore the lonely clothes racks around it, it does have a certain atmosphere.

"Enjoy it slowly!"

He Yu sat down opposite Chen Chong with an air of nonchalance, a broad smile on his face, his fingers interlaced and his chin resting on his hand, like a spectator watching a play.

"Fine, I'll eat!"

Chen Chong had actually been holding back for a long time.

On the way here, his nostrils twitched constantly, the domineering aroma of meat hooking his stomach like a lure.

One fork down.

The crispy outer shell was pierced, and juice gushed out with a puff.

He put the beef in his mouth, and his eyes widened immediately:

It's fragrant, so tender you barely need to chew it, and as smooth as a piece of warm silk; every cell in your body feels like it's being soaked in warm water and relaxing.

Delicious! It's fucking delicious!

As Chen Chong kept putting the steak into his mouth, three illusions slowly unfolded before his eyes.

First, there was the golden sand under the blazing sun, with waves lapping at your ankles; then, the ruins of the Mayan site glowed red in the sunset.

Finally, the spires of European castles pierced the thin mist, and the golden vineyards stretched all the way to the horizon.

Every frame is so realistic it doesn't seem like a fantasy.

He was as if nailed to the chair, completely absorbed.

He was originally a poor boy from the countryside, but he became rich overnight because of the demolition and relocation project.

However, because he doesn't speak foreign languages, although he has bought a lot of luxury goods, he has hardly ever been abroad. He usually stays in his billiards hall and rarely goes out.

He had only ever seen this exotic scenery on television.

I was instantly captivated. My eyes widened, and I felt completely drawn in, utterly unable to resist, and completely immersed in the experience.

When I came to my senses...

He found himself drenched in sweat, as if he had been pulled out of the water. He began to inhale rapidly, his knife and fork moving like rain, until his entire stomach was filled with the warm beef. Only then did he break into a relaxed smile, put down his knife and fork with satisfaction, and let out a loud, contented burp.

soon.

He then noticed that He Yu was staring at him with a comical smile, as if watching a monkey show. His gaze was like two needles, making him feel uncomfortable all over and sending chills down his spine.

"What are you looking at!"

Chen Chong slammed his hand on the table, causing the wine bottle to shake violently.

Instead of getting angry, He Yu laughed, his smile widening even further.

He didn't say anything, but simply stood up, picked up the plate, and patted Chen Chong on the shoulder as he passed by.

"Brother, you've got a lot of temper. It's windy tonight, be careful not to catch a cold!"

Following He Yu's gaze, Chen Chong lowered his head and saw the bright red floral shorts around his waist, the legs rolled up to his thighs, revealing two hairy legs.

Damn! I almost lost my underwear while eating.

What's going on?!

A moment later.

He Yu covered his mouth and rushed back to the food cart, laughing so hard he couldn't stand up straight, tears welling up in his eyes.

He shared vividly with Ling Yun and the others:

"Wow, this guy's pretty bold, he's even taken his pants off! Hehehe!"

Li He recalled her embarrassment when she first tasted it, her face slightly flushed, still feeling lingering fear. She shook her head, deeply moved:

"Chef Ling, your dishes are absolutely amazing... I really can't eat them in public the first time."

While Ling Yun found it amusing, he also secretly made a decision: it seemed that those who were tasting divine-level dishes for the first time should be sent to a private room.

"He Yu, can I sublet your single room?"

Ling Yun put down the shovel, wiped his hands, and looked up at He Yu.

Although He Yu's parents told him to use it as he pleased, it was still someone else's property.

Regarding money.

Lingyun no longer wanted to have any more ambiguous entanglements with others.

He Yu initially wanted to refuse.

He certainly wanted to talk about building a relationship with Ling Yun, not about rent.

However, Lingyun's attitude was as firm and resolute as an iron plate.

He had no choice but to offer his compromise:

He planned to do some business in the shop during the day and rent it to Lingyun at night, asking him to pay half the rent, which would be 1200 yuan.

Ling Yun nodded in agreement.

Tiger volunteered to go in and take a look around. When he came out, his hands were still covered in wall plaster. He said he would find someone to do the work tomorrow and could create at least three private rooms that could seat six people each.

Lingyun had unresolved accounts with Brother Li and Brother Hu, so he didn't refuse and asked Brother Hu to take care of things tomorrow, which made He Yu a little envious.

The group was chatting.

Suddenly, several people dressed in plain clothes, who looked like leaders to any discerning eye, walked into the market in a grand procession, surrounded by a group of people also dressed in plain clothes.

Brother Li (Li Yi) was among them.

He was wearing a dark jacket and was talking to the person next to him with his head tilted to the side.

"Why did you arrive early?"

Tiger muttered something and took a few steps in that direction. Just as he raised his hand to wave, he saw Brother Li gently twitch his fingers at his waist, signaling him not to go over there.

Ling Yun saw them pass by him, and without stopping, they walked towards the other end of the night market, their figures gradually being obscured by the stalls and crowds.

Didn't you say you were coming to find me? Why did you leave?

Forget it, if I can't figure it out, I'll stop thinking about it.

Ling Yun withdrew his gaze and continued to work diligently.

The oil sizzled and danced on the hot plate, and the sound of the shovel cutting through the plate became the main melody again.

Not long after.

He finally saw some good news in his mind:

Thanks to your tireless efforts, your physical condition has improved significantly: your endurance, strength, and resistance have all increased dramatically.

Almost instantly, Ling Yun's body was swept by a surge of heat.

It felt like a pair of warm hands were stroking from the top of my head to the soles of my feet, and my tired and hot body felt as if it had been doused with a bucket of cool spring water, instantly feeling refreshed.

It was nearly midnight, and he had been working for more than four hours.

You can do so after the system prompts you.

His body seemed to have been refreshed, as if he could work for another six hours without any problem.

more importantly.

He found that his coordination skills in various aspects had also improved significantly.

Strength, speed, and focus have all improved.

next second.

Without hesitation, Ling Yun placed two more steaks on the hot plate.

Cooking fourteen pieces at the same time was a completely new challenge for him.

He looked focused.

Its eyes scanned the steaks on the hot plate like a scanner.

Each steak is slightly different.

It's not just a difference in time, but also a difference in size.

Some are a little to the left, some a little to the right, some are a little thicker, some are a little thinner.

These differences are where he has room to maneuver.

To create enough space for him to operate all fourteen portions, he would normally need to reduce his firepower. But Lingyun wanted to challenge his limits.

He gritted his teeth, focusing intently, observing every subtle change in the steak.

He needs to find that limit point so that he can give himself the greatest possible space.

At the same time, this also serves as a training ground for his ability to control the heat and observe changes in the ingredients.

Lingyun Club doesn't have many dishes.

Therefore, you should hone your skills to the highest level possible.

The clanging and clattering sounds, like a rapid percussion symphony, flowed together.

Soon, all fourteen steaks were cooked.

Maillard reacted perfectly.

The classic brown marbling wraps around the steak like an abstract painting. When drizzled with sauce, it releases an enticing aroma that feels like a hand reaching straight down your throat to tickle you.

Ling Yun let out a long breath, looked up, and wanted to share the joy in his heart with others.

The third and fourth young ladies who came forward to serve the dishes just kept their heads down and hurried along, not noticing the gleam in his eyes.

He Yu, Zhang Moli, Li He, and Brother Hu were all busy with their own guests and didn't notice Ling Yun, who had a smile on his face.

Ling Yun felt a slight emptiness in her heart, as if a small piece was missing, but it was only for a moment before she smiled indifferently.

Growing up doesn't always involve having friends by your side.

It's enough for me to know.

After all, this is a very lonely one-way mountain road.

Ling Yun picked up the kettle, tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, and drank heartily for a while.

I just put it down.

Then he saw a greasy face appear before him, as if it had popped out of the ground.

"Lingyun"

Cousin Zhou stood in front of the food cart, his eyes red-rimmed, staring intently at Ling Yun like a trapped beast with nowhere to run.