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

It was already 9:30 p.m. when I got back to my rented room.

Although it was only two hours of work, my body, which had just been strengthened, was still a little tired.

However, this fatigue vanished the moment I saw my phone balance.

Under the dim light, Lin Fan dumped all the cash from his waist bag onto the bed and then opened the balance interfaces of WeChat and Alipay.

"WeChat payment received: 1200 yuan".

"Alipay payment received: 850 yuan".

Cash: 500 yuan.

In total, it's a full 2550 yuan!

After deducting costs such as rice, eggs, gas, and stall fees, the net profit tonight exceeded two thousand yuan!

"call……"

Lin Fan exhaled a long breath, his fingers trembling slightly.

Two thousand yuan might just be a fraction of the price of a bottle of perfume that his ex-wife Su Qing casually bought, for him, who was once a son-in-law of the Su family.

But now, this is the first pot of gold he has earned with his own two hands, standing tall and proud!

"Daddy...so much money..."

Tuantuan sat on the bed, rubbing her sleepy eyes, and her eyes lit up when she saw the pile of colorful banknotes.

The little guy stretched out his chubby little hand and carefully touched the red hundred-yuan bill, then looked up and asked with an innocent expression:

"Dad, is this enough money to buy Tuantuan an Elsa doll? Mom never bought me one before..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan's heart clenched.

The Su family has assets exceeding 100 million yuan. Although Su Qing is harsh on herself, she should not be materially neglecting her children.

It's easy to imagine that Su Qing was too busy or thought that dolls were useless, so she just gave the child a perfunctory answer.

Lin Fan's nose tingled slightly: "Enough! Of course, enough! Don't just say one, Dad will buy you ten tomorrow! And new clothes and delicious food too!"

"Wow! Long live Daddy!"

Tuantuan jumped around on the bed a couple of times with joy, and then, perhaps because she was too tired, she fell asleep in Lin Fan's arms after a short while.

Lin Fan gently covered his daughter with the blanket.

In her sleep, Tuantuan's little hands were still tightly clutching Lin Fan's clothes, and she was mumbling incoherently:

"Daddy...don't send us away...Tuantuan is a good girl..."

Looking at his daughter's innocent sleeping face, Lin Fan's eyes gradually turned cold and resolute.

"Don't worry, Tuantuan, those days are gone forever."

He turned off the light and clenched his fist in the darkness.

This 2500 yuan is just the beginning.

He wants to use food to build a golden castle that belongs to him and his daughter in this world!

……

Just as Lin Fan and his daughter were falling asleep.

In Jiangcheng's online world, an unusual ripple was stirred up by a bowl of fried rice.

On the campus forum of Jiangcheng University, a post was pushed to the top of the "Top Ten Hottest Posts".

Title: [Holy crap! A bowl of fried rice priced at a whopping 50 yuan has appeared at a backstreet night market! Young Master Qin actually ate two bowls?!]

The original poster wrote: "As the title says! I passed by the night market tonight and saw it with my own eyes! A roadside stall was selling a bowl for 50 yuan."

I thought the boss was obsessed with money, but then Qin Lang, who drives a Ferrari, parked his car to eat there and licked the plate clean!

The original poster (OP) doesn't have the money and hasn't dared to buy it. Has anyone brave enough to try it?

The comment section below instantly exploded:

"First floor: 50 yuan a bowl? Is there gold leaf in it? Is Qin Lang a shill?"

"2nd Floor: You idiot upstairs, Qin Lang's net worth is enough to make him a shill? Even if his family went bankrupt, they could still buy the entire night market with what they had left!"

"3rd Floor: I queued up to buy it! Guys, I'm not exaggerating, that fried rice was absolutely amazing! I cried while eating it! That taste... it was simply a salvation for the soul! 50 yuan was totally worth it!"

"4th floor: Upstairs +1! I bought some too! It was painfully expensive, but after eating it, I feel like everything I ate before was pig swill! I'm going to queue up again tomorrow!"

"5th Floor: Hehe, a bunch of trolls. How delicious can roadside food be? It must be some kind of high-tech, ruthless trick, like putting poppy shells in it, right? Waiting for it to be exposed."

Although skepticism still dominates, the legend of "Lin's Fried Rice" has quietly spread among foodies in Jiangcheng.

Lin Fan was unaware of all of this for the time being.

……

The next morning.

Lin Fan got up early as usual.

With yesterday's experience, today's preparations are even more thorough.

"System, redeem today's ingredients."

[Ding! Due to the host's booming sales yesterday, the system has specially approved doubling the ingredient allowance! Today's supply: 200 jin of Xiangshui tribute rice, 1000 premium free-range eggs!]

"Very good!"

Lin Fan was overjoyed. Yesterday, he only sold 50 portions before running out of rice. Seeing that money slip through his fingers was even more painful than losing money.

Today, he prepared a full 150 servings!

After dropping Tuantuan off at the nearby kindergarten, Lin Fan went straight to the vegetable market.

This time, he not only bought scallions and oil, but also some disposable takeout boxes, and he specifically chose the best quality ones that had no odor.

Although it's a roadside stall, details determine success or failure.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Lin Fan picked up Tuantuan. The little girl had a very happy day at kindergarten and even received a little red flower, which she proudly stuck to her forehead.

"Let's go! To the night market!"

Lin Fan rode his fully loaded tricycle, full of high spirits.

……

Jiangcheng University Town Night Market Entrance.

A young man with dyed yellow hair, holding a selfie stick, is spitting as he speaks into his phone camera.

He is a local food blogger in Jiangcheng named "Big Mouth Qiang Ge" with 80,000 followers on Douyin.

Known for his "sharp tongue," he often criticizes trendy online stores to gain attention.

"Family! Today, Brother Qiang is taking you to check out a restaurant!"

Big Mouth Qiang Ge, facing the camera with an exaggerated expression, said, "Yesterday, someone in the fan group revealed that a 'fried rice assassin' has appeared in this night market! He sells a bowl of egg fried rice for 50 yuan! And he says there's no bargaining!"

A barrage of comments instantly appeared:

"666! Brother Qiang is the light of righteousness!"

"50 yuan? Why don't you just rob someone?"

"This is absolutely a rip-off shop that preys on students! Brother Qiang is exposing it!"

"Waiting for the boss to get proven wrong!"

Seeing the soaring popularity in the live stream, Big Mouth Qiang was secretly delighted.

These days, praising someone doesn't get you any traffic, but insulting someone does!

"I heard even Young Master Qin went to eat there? Heh, we all know, the taste buds of the rich second generation are different from those of us ordinary people, or it's some kind of marketing tactic."

Big Mouth Qiang sneered, "Today, I'll go try it for everyone! If this fried rice isn't worth 50 yuan, I'll overturn his stall right here and now and make him refund his money!"

"Let's go!"

Big Mouth Qiang, leading thousands of viewers in his live stream, stormed into the depths of the night market.

……

5:30.

Lin Fan's stall had just been set up.

Surprisingly, a long queue had already formed in front of the stall before the food even started cooking.

"Boss! You're finally here! I've been waiting here since four o'clock!"

"I missed out yesterday, and I couldn't sleep all night craving it! I have to have two bowls today!"

"Me too! I want two bowls too!"

Most of those at the front of the line were returning customers from yesterday, while others were curious individuals drawn in by forum posts.

Lin Fan was somewhat surprised, then smiled and said, "Don't worry, everyone, there's plenty to go around today!"

"Sizzle—!!"

The familiar sizzling sound of the wok filled the air, and that irresistible aroma once again swept through the entire venue.

Just as Lin Fan was busy with his work.

A shrill sound suddenly broke the order of the queue.

"Excuse me! Excuse me! I'm food blogger Big Mouth Qiang! Can I borrow your light to take a picture?"