After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

"Splash—"

As the roller shutter was pulled down completely, the diners who hadn't yet left were finally shut out.

The store fell silent instantly.

Su Xiaoxiao let out a long breath, feeling as if her legs were filled with lead.

"Phew...finally done."

Su Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat from her forehead, forced herself to stay alert, and walked to the locker next to the cashier to take out a rag and a spray bottle.

Looking at the dozen or so tables in the lobby covered in grease, soup, and tissues carelessly discarded by customers, as well as the floor covered in footprints, Su Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and prepared to get down to business.

"Alright, Xiaoxiao, put the rag down."

Lin Fan came out of the kitchen, having taken off his apron and carrying two glasses of cold water.

"Brother Lin, I'm not tired!" Su Xiaoxiao said earnestly, holding up a rag.

"This shop was packed with people just now, the hygiene was terrible. If it's not cleaned up quickly, it'll smell bad. I'm quick, I can get it done in half an hour!"

"I told you you don't need to clean up. Come and have some water."

Lin Fan handed the water glass to Su Xiaoxiao and pointed to the rest area next door.

Holding her water glass, Su Xiaoxiao looked bewildered, her big eyes sparkling with curiosity and confusion. She couldn't help but ask:

"Brother Lin, I actually wanted to ask you this morning. Yesterday afternoon when we closed, I was going to stay and clean, but you insisted that I go to the hospital to be with my mother and forced me to leave."

"When I walked into the store this morning... wow! The whole store was spotless, the floor was so shiny you could see your reflection in it, and there wasn't even a trace of cooking fumes!"

"You've worked so hard preparing the food all by yourself, how could you stay up late to do the deep cleaning? I have to clean up today no matter what!"

Hearing Su Xiaoxiao's rapid-fire questions, Lin Fan chuckled inwardly.

In fact, when he first opened the store, Lin Fan was also extremely troubled by the hygiene issue.

The shop is 120 square meters and has hundreds or thousands of customers every day. He has to cook all the time, which is exhausting. If he has to mop the floor and wipe the tables after closing, he will be exhausted to the point of vomiting blood.

But he later discovered that the "Peach Blossom Spring" shop produced by the system itself came with extremely abnormal black technology!

The reason the store is spotless is, of course, due to the system's built-in automatic cleaning function.

With just a thought after closing the door each day, all stains will automatically decompose and evaporate within three seconds.

But such astonishing cutting-edge technology, it's naturally impossible to explain to outsiders.

Lin Fan handed the water glass to Su Xiaoxiao, pointed to the rest area next door, and calmly told a perfectly plausible lie:

"Who told you I cleaned the house myself?"

"Huh? You didn't clean it?" Su Xiaoxiao was stunned.

"I don't have that kind of free time."

Lin Fan took a sip of water with a serious expression and said casually, "I paid a high price to sign a contract with a top-tier professional late-night cleaning team."

"Every day after we close up and leave, they send someone with professional equipment to do a deep, thorough cleaning, deodorization, and UV sterilization."

"You're the assistant manager I hired, so you should focus your energy on serving customers, maintaining order, and looking after Tuantuan. From now on, you won't need to do chores like wiping tables and mopping floors."

"hiss--"

Su Xiaoxiao held the water glass and gasped.

Hiring a top-tier, professional late-night cleaning team? Just to clean this tiny restaurant of a little over 100 square meters?!

That's a huge expense!

Even those five-star hotels outside probably wouldn't dare to spend this much money!

"Brother Lin...you're...you're incredibly wealthy!"

Su Xiaoxiao clicked her tongue in amazement.

No wonder Boss Lin can make such heavenly dishes, and even the richest man like Old Ye treats him with utmost respect. It turns out that not only is his cooking superb, but the financial strength behind him is also unfathomable!

"Alright, stop spacing out."

Lin Fan turned and walked towards the kitchen. A moment later, he came out carrying a large blue and white porcelain bowl.

"You did a great job at work today. You managed to handle those difficult bosses perfectly. Eat it while it's hot."

Lin Fan placed the large bowl in front of Su Xiaoxiao.

In the bowl is a generous portion of [Supreme Clear Broth Beef Brisket Noodles], topped with an extra [Qiankun Tea Egg] and several large pieces of tenderly stewed beef brisket.

Su Xiaoxiao's eyes suddenly reddened as she looked at this bowl of noodles that was being fought over by billionaires and even those who were willing to invest hundreds of millions of dollars.

"Brother Lin... this is too precious, I..."

Lin Fan pulled out a chair and sat down opposite him, making himself a bowl as well. "Eat up, then go home early and visit your mother at the hospital."

"Thank you, Brother Lin!"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded heavily, stopped being coy, picked up her chopsticks and started eating heartily.

When the noodles, coated in the finest broth made with purple and gold kitchen utensils, entered her mouth, Su Xiaoxiao felt a warm current rush to her nose, and all her fatigue seemed to be completely soothed by a pair of gentle hands.

As she ate, tears streamed down her face and fell onto the table.

This is not a feeling of being wronged; it is an extreme sense of peace and happiness.

With such a good boss and such a wonderful job, she felt that all the hardships she had endured in the past had been rewarded today.

……

after eating.

Lin Fan handed a specially made "spiritual energy white porridge" that he had packed to Su Xiaoxiao, asking her to take it to the hospital to help her mother recover.

After Su Xiaoxiao left with profuse thanks, Lin Fan picked up the still-sleeping Tuantuan and returned to Jinmao Mansion.

After settling his daughter in the soft princess bed to catch up on her sleep, Lin Fan went to the living room and poured himself a glass of ice water.

The room was quiet.

There was no more noise outside, and no more fawning faces from the powerful and wealthy.

Lin Fan took off his coat and sank into the sofa in complete relaxation.

"It feels so good to have my feet firmly on the ground."

Lin Fan took out his phone and glanced at the balance notification on his bank card.

After deducting the 1.7 million yuan donated yesterday and the advance salary paid to Su Xiaoxiao, his cash flow became abundant again after receiving 220,000 yuan in revenue today.

But Lin Fan did not revel in the joy of the numbers.

He knew very well that the foundation of this wealth was entirely built on the continuous supply of top-quality ingredients from the farm.

Lin Fan closed his eyes.

A thought arose.

"Enter Lingtian Farm."

……

When Lin Fan opened his eyes again, he was already standing on the vibrant land of the farm space.

Take a deep breath, and you'll be filled with the earthy fragrance, a blend of spiritual energy and earthy aroma.

Nourished by ten times the flow of time and trace amounts of ley line energy, the farm changes almost daily.

After harvesting the wheat, Lin Fan replanted a batch of premium Chinese cabbage and scallions.

At this moment, the half-acre field was once again rippling with emerald green waves, and the plump and juicy Chinese cabbages were growing very happily.

On the other side, the two century-old plum trees were already laden with heavy fruit.

The deep purple-black plums are covered with a thick layer of natural fruit bloom, emitting an enticing fruity aroma.

"This output is simply incredible."