Lu Qing directly did eight lottery draws.
[Consumed 100 points, drawing...]
[Won Max-Level Ice Crystal Cake Making Skill]
[Consumed 100 points, drawing...]
[Won 10 Mint Candies]
[Consumed 100 points, drawing...]
[Won One Bottle of Powerful Dishwashing Liquid (750ml)]
[Consumed 100 points, drawing...]
[Won One Powerful Cleaning Cloth]
...
After completing all eight draws, Lu Qing received a reward every time.
However, the only food skill he received was the Max-Level Ice Crystal Cake Making Skill.
Ice Crystal Cake is a dessert from the south, delicious and refreshing, with a long history and tradition.
The details and techniques for making Ice Crystal Cake flashed in Lu Qing's mind like slides, seamlessly coming together.
Similar to Mung Bean Paste, Ice Crystal Cake can be prepared at home and sold in boxes at street stalls.
Lu Qing examined the other rewards: the mint candies were not ordinary. Their breath-freshening effect was ten times stronger than regular mint candies.
Items from the system were always special.
The powerful dishwashing liquid could easily remove any grease or dirt, saving time and effort.
The cleaning cloth could effortlessly wipe away any grease or stains, and when paired with the dishwashing liquid, its cleaning ability was top-notch—it was spotless with just a rinse of water.
With a thought, all these items appeared in the cabinet.
That evening.
Lu Qing wanted to watch TV at home with Lu Xiyao, but the little one didn't want to watch. She wanted to go to the night market and set up a stall with him.
Lu Qing thought about it for a moment and agreed.
As long as it wasn't too late and didn't interfere with the little one's bedtime, it was fine.
Lu Qing started preparing the ingredients.
Before dinner, he had already called to order 100 pounds of rice noodles.
When the rice noodles arrived, the vendor was very surprised—was the stir-fried noodle business really that good?
He also asked the vendor to bring 80 pounds of mung beans.
The other ingredients were enough, so there was no need to buy more.
Making Ice Crystal Cake would definitely take too long, so he'd have to wait until tomorrow morning to buy the ingredients.
He was really looking forward to making Ice Crystal Cake.
It was mainly because he had just acquired the skill, and his hands were itching to try it out.
By 6:15 PM, everything was ready.
"Yaoyao, get in the car."
"Okay~!"
Lu Xiyao, dressed in casual sportswear with her hair in pigtails, was happily sipping a bowl of freshly made Mung Bean Paste when she climbed onto the three-wheeled food truck.
At the Changlin RUniversity City Night Market,
Neon lights decorated the streets, and crowds bustled between the stalls.
The side entrances of nearby universities were crowded with students pouring out.
Among them, there was a group of more than ten students gathered together, seemingly from the same class.
"Dorm leader, which Stir-Fried Rice Noodles stall is it? Hurry and take us there!"
"Is it really that good? I haven't even eaten my beloved snail rice noodles yet, and I'm coming to try this fried noodle place you mentioned."
"Don't worry! It's absolutely amazing! I tried two bites yesterday and couldn't stop thinking about it all day!"
"I think you're exaggerating. It's just Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, I've eaten it all my life and I'm already tired of it."
"Your Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and that handsome boss's Stir-Fried Rice Noodles are completely different, you'll see soon enough."
…
Besides these students, there were also others heading toward the alley where Spicy Girl Hotpot was located.
The service staff at Spicy Girl Hotpot thought a large group had come to eat hotpot, with twenty to thirty people, so they hurried to inform the owner.
The hotpot shop owner was ready to greet them with a smile but was surprised to find out that they weren't there for hotpot—they were all headed for Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
"Stir-Fried Rice Noodles?" The hotpot owner was stunned. Could Stir-Fried Rice Noodles really be better than hotpot?
Not far away, Chef Liu saw this scene and couldn't help but laugh.
He walked out from behind his stall, laughing loudly, and called out, "My Stir-Fried Rice Noodles are better than hotpot! Super delicious!"
"Delicious, my foot! They're greasy and heavy! I wouldn't eat them even if they were free!" the hotpot owner spat back angrily.
"Haha, jealousy! Pure jealousy! Customers, come on over, line up, I'll fry them up one by one, fast!"
Chef Liu and the hotpot owner clearly knew each other well, and their playful bickering didn't mean anything serious. Usually, Stir-Fried Rice Noodles and hotpot didn't compete, but today was a bit odd. Why were there so many customers for Stir-Fried Rice Noodles?
Chef Liu wasn't sure where all these customers were coming from—maybe his Stir-Fried Rice Noodles were just too popular.
Thinking this, Chef Liu winked at the hotpot owner and smugly said,
"Old Guo, sometimes you need to look at yourself—has your hotpot improved over the years? Is the service attitude good?"
The hotpot owner's eyebrows shot up in anger. "Pah!" he scoffed. "You're getting all smug now, I can't be bothered with you."
Chef Liu stopped joking, grabbed his spatula, and slammed it against the edge of the wok as he turned on the flame to prepare the Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
At that moment,
The large crowd of people completely bypassed Chef Liu's Stir-Fried Rice Noodles stall and walked straight into the alley.
"Hey! We're not here for your Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, we're going to the stall with that handsome boss!"
"I've already tried your Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, they're just okay. Compared to the one down the alley, it's night and day!"
"Sorry, Chef Liu, we won't be eating here today!"
This sudden change left Chef Liu standing dumbfounded. His iron wok had been heating up for a while, producing white smoke, and he hadn't even put any oil in it.
The crowd moved deeper into the alley.
The hotpot owner, Guo, was so angry that he was about to go inside, but he didn't expect this twist.
His anger dissipated almost immediately, and he chuckled with schadenfreude.
"Chef Liu, sometimes you need to look at yourself. Has your Stir-Fried Rice Noodles improved over the years? Is the service good?"
Chef Liu immediately turned off the fire, shot Guo a glare, and his face alternated between red and white.
He suddenly realized, was it... him?
In the depths of the alley,
The group of over twenty customers looked around, but didn't see Lu Qing's fried noodle stall.
The uncle selling Kanto stew had failed to grab a good spot again, and his hair was falling out thinking about a difficult elementary school question.
"I'll tell you, if you don't get your stall together, I'll be old before you know it!"
Just then, Lu Qing's three-wheeled food truck arrived.
"I swear! Boss, why are you so late? We're starving here!"
"We've been waiting forever!"
"I was so hungry, I was ready to eat my own hand!"
"Lunch at the school cafeteria was a disaster!"
"Ahahah, sorry, I forgot!"
"This is the fried noodle boss? He's too handsome!"
"His daughter is so cute, what do we do if I want to steal her?"
"Boss, let me help you set up your stall!"
...
The crowd was filled with excitement and banter.
"Everyone, line up properly, we're opening the fried noodle stall now~!"
Lu Xiyao stood at the front of the stall and, in her baby voice, said.
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