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

A pale blue virtual screen flashed before my eyes and then gradually faded away.

Lin Fan didn't rush to open the lottery wheel in his mind.

He reached for a clean, dry towel by the sink and slowly wiped the water off his hands.

He turned his head and looked at Su Xiaoxiao standing at the cashier.

Su Xiaoxiao was still clutching the black calculator tightly in her hand, her eyes fixed on the long string of numbers on the screen, her chest heaving noticeably, and her breathing heavier than usual.

"Brother Lin, five hundred thousand..." Su Xiaoxiao put down the calculator, looked up and looked around the now empty and quiet spacious hall.

"I used to hand out flyers on the street, working all day under the scorching sun and only earning a hundred dollars. Now, looking at this number, I feel like I'm dreaming, it doesn't feel real at all."

Lin Fan casually draped the towel over the back of the chair, walked over, and tapped the countertop.

"Once the numbers reach a certain point, they're just cash flow on paper. As the store grows, the costs of inventory, utilities, and various losses also increase. Don't just focus on the numbers."

Lin Fan's tone was calm, with a composure that could quickly calm people down. "Go sit on the sofa over there and rest for a while."

"I'm not tired!" Su Xiaoxiao immediately stood up straight and said energetically.

"I said I'd rest, so I'll rest."

Lin Fan's tone left no room for negotiation, "You were so busy greeting guests and serving dishes at noon that you didn't even have time to eat yourself. Sit down, I'll go get something to eat."

Su Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, but seeing Lin Fan's unyielding back, she could only obediently nod, walk to the chair by the window, and sit down, gently massaging her slightly sore calves.

Lin Fan walked back to the kitchen.

The roast duck for lunch was sold out long ago, and even the remaining duck carcasses were shamelessly packed up by several regular customers to take home and make soup.

However, when Lin Fan opened the oven, he deliberately left a complete duck carcass in the corner.

He picked up the kitchen knife.

"Click, click, click."

With a few swift cuts, the roasted, golden-brown duck carcass was chopped into even pieces.

I lit the fire, heated the purple-gold Bagua pot, and poured in a little bit of oil.

Lin Fan poured the chopped duck carcass into the pot. The flames licked the bottom of the pot, and the remaining fat on the duck carcass was quickly rendered out, releasing a rich aroma of fruitwood.

Seeing that the water was almost ready, he picked up the kettle that had been prepared next to him and poured it into the pot.

"Sizzle—"

The moment the boiling water was added to the pot, the soup churned violently, and the originally clear water visibly turned into a rich, milky white.

Lin Fan deftly grabbed a handful of freshly picked cabbage leaves from the farm from the nearby refrigerator, tore them apart with his bare hands, and threw them into the boiling soup.

I added a little salt to enhance the flavor and then quickly cooked two handfuls of thin noodles.

Less than ten minutes.

Three large bowls of steaming hot duck carcass and cabbage soup noodles were served.

Lin Fan pulled out a chair and sat down, pushing one of the bowls in front of Su Xiaoxiao. Then he took a clean thermos, carefully put the third bowl of clear soup noodles with cabbage (after skimming off the surface oil) into it, tightened the lid, and handed it to Su Xiaoxiao.

"How is your mother's health lately?" Lin Fan asked casually, picking up his chopsticks.

"The doctor said I'm recovering very well and can be discharged tomorrow!" Su Xiaoxiao took the thermos with both hands, her eyes full of joy and gratitude.

"That's good." Lin Fan nodded and pointed to the thermos. "This is for your mother. It's clear broth cabbage noodles, easy to digest and good for her stomach, which will help her recover. Take it directly to the hospital after you finish eating."

"Thank you, Brother Lin." Su Xiaoxiao didn't stand on ceremony anymore and sat down with slightly red eyes.

Lin Fan didn't say anything more, and pulled the remaining bowl of noodles in front of him. He had been busy all noon and was very tired, so he was indeed hungry.

He bent down, picked up a mouthful of noodles, blew on it to cool it down, and put it in his mouth.

After being simmered over high heat, the marrow and residual fat in the duck carcass completely dissolve into the soup, giving it a rich, milky white color.

The sweetness of the cabbage perfectly balances the greasiness of the duck soup, and the noodles soak up the broth, making them smooth, chewy, and springy.

Lin Fan ate quickly, but not rudely; he was simply trying to fill his stomach.

Su Xiaoxiao sat opposite her, also eating heartily. The steam from the noodle soup warmed her face, making her feel a sense of peace and contentment from the inside out.

The meal was eaten quietly.

After finishing their meal, Su Xiaoxiao rushed to wash the empty bowls, then picked up her backpack, grabbed her thermos, and headed to the hospital.

After seeing Su Xiaoxiao off, Lin Fan checked all the doors and windows on the first floor of the shop, turned off the main light in the lobby, and left only a few floor lamps for illumination.

He walked up the solid wood staircase step by step to the private living area on the third floor.

Push open the door to the children's room.

The room was softly lit. Tuantuan was lying sprawled out on her small bed, tightly hugging her giant strawberry bear, fast asleep.

She played at the early childhood education center all morning, and was sleepy after being picked up for lunch.

Lin Fan walked over, covered her with the thin blanket she had kicked off, and watched his daughter's steady breathing before leaving the room, closing the door behind him.

He went into the separate study next door.

The study is simply furnished, with a large desk and a bookcase covering an entire wall.

Lin Fan sat down in the chair in front of his desk, took a deep breath, and focused his mind.

"System, use the God-level Food Spin Wheel lottery opportunity."

The voice just fell.

A semi-transparent blue light screen unfolded before him. A golden turntable appeared, divided into dozens of squares of varying sizes.

The wheel began to spin rapidly, and the pointer swept across the options.

Lin Fan leaned back in his chair and watched quietly.

His current menu includes egg fried rice and plum juice to attract customers, beef brisket noodles to solidify his position, and boiled cabbage in clear broth and roast duck to elevate his status.

However, the six VIP rooms on the second floor are now officially open.

Those who can afford to dine in the private room are all wealthy people in Jiangcheng. He needs a truly impressive dish, a dish that requires a lot of effort, is made with top-quality ingredients, and can represent the prestige of a Chinese banquet.

The speed of the turntable gradually decreased.

The pointer slowly glided across an icon displaying a kitchen knife, then over an image of a bag of farm seeds, finally settling steadily on a square radiating a purple-gold glow.

[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have won a divine recipe—"Imperial Cuisine: Buddha Jumps Over the Wall"!]

[Recipe Description: The pinnacle of Fujian cuisine, a jewel of state banquets. A culinary masterpiece, combining delicacies from land and sea, simmered slowly over a low flame. The aroma wafts through the neighborhood upon opening, enough to tempt even the most discerning palate. This dish is meticulously prepared and time-consuming, making it the absolute grand finale of any top-tier banquet.]

[Ding! Recipe core requirement detected. Farm space automatically unlocks auxiliary ecological zone—[Miniature Deep-Sea Aquaculture Zone]!]