Food: My food truck can be upgraded indefinitely.

"Sorry, all the ingredients we prepared for tonight are sold out!"

8 PM.

The lights in the cafeteria cast long shadows on everyone.

Li He stood at the door, apologetically turning away the new customer.

The number of customers in the cafeteria gradually decreased, and they all left around nine o'clock, leaving only a mess on the tables and the lingering aroma of food in the air.

"You all go and rest!"

Lingyun poked her head out of the food cart.

He himself has no intention of taking a break.

from now on.

He will begin preparing for the holiday season over the next two days.

Everyone was already used to his intense working hours from 8 a.m. to 10 p.m., so they didn't ask any questions and quietly packed up their things to rest.

Ling Yun was preparing the secret recipe for braising liquid.

Tiger walked over and said softly:

"Reconstruction of Fuyuan Residential Area has resumed. After the interior decoration is completed, it will be used as a low-rent housing community and maintained by the government."

He paused:

"That's three dishes now. There are some things you should know. Help me unload the goods first, and I'll take you to see them after that!"

Ling Yun was taken aback, then his eyes lit up and he nodded vigorously.

Finally, we can know the truth about the world.

He was excited, so his movements naturally quickened.

Tiger looked at Ling Yun, who was carrying chunks of meat and walking briskly, and shook his head with a smile, lamenting that he was really getting old.

The two efficiently packed up the goods.

Ling Yun got into Tiger's van, the engine roared, and it headed towards the city center.

Half an hour later.

The scene before him looked somewhat familiar.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Fuyuan Residential Area.

It was completely dark by now, and a light rain was still falling. There were puddles of water glistening in the low-lying areas of the street.

Lingyun looked outside.

It didn't feel as eerie and terrifying as it had on that day.

When I arrived at the Fuyuan residential complex, there was still that tall, long staircase, but it no longer felt eerie.

There were many scraps of materials and packaging bags scattered on the steps, messy but not deserted.

"Want to go up and take a look?"

Tiger turned around from the driver's seat and calmly looked at the long steps.

"Since we're already here!"

Ling Yun pushed open the car door and stepped onto the first step.

The two went upstairs for a stroll.

The steps lead up to a flat courtyard, surrounded by buildings that form a huge "well". Only by looking up can you see a small patch of sky shaped like the Chinese character "口".

"We ate here that night; they ate, and we ate too. If we ate happily, that's best; if we didn't, then we warriors will have to do the work—we'll start fighting after we finish eating!"

Tiger spoke casually, as if he were talking about what he ate that day.

Ling Yun's eyes widened suddenly:

"You mean...such a thing really exists?"

"Um!"

Tiger nodded, took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, his tone still relaxed:

"If you have too much resentment before you die, it will be generated. If you have enough joy in your life, it will be fine. Various countries have come up with many methods, some give you tonics, some give you leaves, and some make you more sexually open. The goal is to accumulate more happy emotions before you die."

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, and smoke billowed from his nostrils:

"We will take two paths: satisfying our appetites and ensuring national peace and prosperity."

He patted Ling Yun on the shoulder:

"This involves a broader strategy, so I can't say too much. What I can say is that our job as chefs is to help more people have happy memories after eating delicious food."

"Remember, a chef-level dish is only good for one person to eat once. Eating more than that is effective but wasteful. Ingredients are limited, so try to sell chef-level dishes to as many different people as possible."

Ling Yun nodded blankly.

He seemed to have a lot to ask, but couldn't find the right words.

"Walk!"

Tiger stubbed out his cigarette on the sole of his shoe: "Let's go to the next place."

Ling Yun silently followed.

This time, Tiger drove into the mountains. The van bumped along the winding mountain road, with dark shadows on both sides constantly receding, and finally stopped halfway up the mountain.

From here, you can vaguely see a small part of the city.

The scenery is alright, but it's definitely quite remote.

"Where am I?!"

Ling Yun got out of the car and looked around, confirming that he had never been here before.

"The shop I'm going to open in the future will be here."

Tiger lit another cigarette for himself, the flame flickering briefly in the darkness.

"I have a special connection with this mountain. If I could borrow your two dishes to serve here, I could raise wild black boars here, and out of a hundred, one would be a top-quality one. I could use that wild black boar to make a culinary masterpiece of 'pig-killing dish'."

"The town is here? What does that mean?"

Ling Yun frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"It means you personally write out a recipe by hand, sign it, and I bury it underground as a ritual."

Tiger flicked the ash from his cigarette, threw it away, and stomped it out.

"Don't worry about leaks. After the ritual is complete, you can take it out and burn it. You can do the whole thing yourself. The only problem is that once you've sealed it here, you can't seal it anywhere else."

"Why do it this way? What will be the effect?"

Lingyun was not stingy with two culinary master recipes.

in other words.

When he has more culinary masterpieces in the future, he can teach Tiger a few of them without any problem, since his food cart can't handle many complicated procedures anyway.

He's just curious.

Why do you get top-quality black wild boar by doing this?

"Just think of it as an equal exchange: give the recipe to heaven and earth, and heaven and earth will bestow it upon the spirits, thus creating divine ingredients!"

Tiger's words were somewhat vague.

Ling Yun, however, remained unconcerned.

If the emergence of the food truck system can improve the country's landscape and produce more top-quality meat products, then it is worthwhile.

The key is...

"Brother Tiger, what does this divine wild boar meat taste like? When you open your restaurant, you have to call me to be the first one to try it!"

Of all the recipes Lingyun has encountered so far, the only one that seems rather magical is the inspiration system provided by the food truck.

As for the ingredients.

All of them were common ingredients that he already knew about.

Even M12 and A5 Wagyu beef are merely top-tier ingredients.

With such divine ingredients, can you really create divine dishes just by cooking them casually?

Tiger was stunned for a long time, until the cigarette in his hand burned out and burned his hand, before he reacted, grinning and saying:

"You don't even need to consider it?"

Ling Yun nudged his arm with her elbow: "It's just two dishes, you can just send me yours!"

After the food truck, there will inevitably be tasks involving a certain number of dishes prepared by a master chef. If you can learn one from Brother Tiger, it will save you a lot of effort.

"By the way, besides here, where else can I exchange for divine-grade ingredients?"

Seeing Ling Yun's carefree attitude, Tiger Brother's worries and concerns instantly vanished.

Realizing he had underestimated Ling Yun, he unconsciously revealed even more information:

"There are nearly a hundred kinds of divine ingredients in the world, and the production of top-grade and divine ingredients is limited. If you want to exchange them, just ask Brother Li to arrange it for you."

You submit a recipe and you'll receive a fixed quota. What's lacking now are recipes, not places to exchange them. However, one recipe can be exchanged for more top-tier ingredients; divine-level ingredients can only be exchanged in small quantities, enough to satisfy your cravings.

Tiger Brother stared at Ling Yun.

He probably didn't know that recipes could be exchanged for ingredients before he gave them to him, which is why he was willing to give them to him.

Now we know we can exchange ingredients.

That's hard to say.

If Ling Yun changes his mind, he will not be surprised at all.

After all, giving something away for free is different from paying a price.

Ling Yun nodded repeatedly as he listened.

So it turns out that the top-quality ingredients Brother Li gave him before were all obtained through this quota system. No wonder they were so rare!

But I have a food cart.

Even divine ingredients can grow slowly in my food truck.

As long as the base number is large enough, you can obtain it quickly!

The more god-tier ingredients I have, the more god-tier dishes I can create, and the more god-tier dishes I can exchange for...

Isn't this a perfect positive cycle?

"Sure, I'll write these three books for you tomorrow. You can arrange it with Brother Li."

Ling Yun made a decision quickly.

He would be happy if the other party actually hid these three recipes.

He was very confident that he would create even more gourmet recipes in the future. At this point, recognizing the true nature of the person involved meant he would suffer the least loss.

"Don't be content with just being a master chef."

Tiger lit another cigarette, the flame illuminating half of his face:

Have you ever heard of glowing cuisine?