On the phone, Lu Qin brought up "setting up a stall" on his own initiative.
Shen Muyan pretended to ask,
"A morning stall?"
Lu Qin explained, "Right now, I'm selling snacks at a stall—like iced Ice Crystal Cakes."
"Why don't you work at a company? You graduated from Qingbei university with a strong major. You shouldn't have trouble finding a job."
"Majors aren't necessarily hobbies. Setting up a stall is pretty good—flexible hours, and I can take care of the little one."
"As long as you're happy."
Shen Muyan listened to Lu Qin talk so casually, as if running a stall was a proper job, and she felt a bit angry.
Even if you like running a stall, and it's your hobby, you still have to face reality.
Stall income is unstable. Divorced, with no house or car—how are you supposed to support your daughter?
Shen Muyan didn't understand Lu Qin and thought he lacked ambition.
But now that they were divorced, she couldn't say anything.
It was fine—if he couldn't afford to raise the little one, she would take back custody.
"Alright then, don't forget to deliver the stuff tomorrow. Goodbye."
Shen Muyan hung up with a heavy heart.
...
After showering, Lu Qin lay down on the bed and put his phone on the nightstand to charge.
Closing his eyes, he opened the system.
He had over 1,400 points, enough for 14 draws.
"Draw."
[Consume 100 points, draw prize: 20 pieces of mint candy]
[Consume 100 points, draw prize: insect repellent spray]
[Consume 100 points, draw prize: proficiency in Italian]
[Consume 100 points, draw prize: proficiency in German]
...
...
[Consume 100 points, draw prize: max-level Twice-Cooked Porktechnique]
[Consume 100 points, draw prize: one fresh-lock temperature-controlled box]
...
The 14 system draws yielded generous rewards.
With knowledge and skill rewards hitting, Lu Qin's mind brainstormed.
The rich experience flooded his brain, nerves, and muscles like a sudden enlightenment, integrating seamlessly.
The system's insect repellent was amazing, designed especially for stalls.
Just place it inside the food cart, and no matter the environment, no flying or crawling pests would come near.
Moreover, the repellent's scent was very mild—only detectable by those with very sensitive noses.
Good stuff.
Lu Qin's eyes brightened.
But the best prize was still ahead—
The 'fresh-lock temperature-controlled box.'
With a thought, a sturdy plastic box with a light green shell and 120L capacity appeared on the floor.
Lu Qin got out of bed to inspect it carefully.
Its appearance was similar to outdoor insulated boxes on the market.
But this system box wasn't just insulated.
Its main function was to lock in freshness.
According to the system's explanation: for example, if you put leftovers in the box the night before and lock it,
when you open it the next day, the food wouldn't have spoiled at all.
The taste and temperature would be exactly as they were when placed inside.
That was how amazing it was.
If you put a dish in it, within seven or eight hours, it could keep the dish tasting freshly cooked.
If it was fruits or vegetables, it would preserve them even better—maybe a bit overqualified, since refrigerators can keep produce fresh too.
This 'fresh-lock temperature-controlled box' had a built-in battery that could last three days when fully charged.
Of course, system lottery items wouldn't be discovered by others.
For instance, this box would look just like a normal insulated box to anyone else who used it.
Thanks to this lottery draw, Lu Qin even picked up two foreign languages.
You never know—if some foreign customers drop by his food stall, those language skills might just come in handy.
The Italian proficiency was at C2 level, nearly native fluency—good enough to work as a translator.
German was the same.
Among the 14 draws, the best prize was the "max-level Twice-Cooked Porktechnique."
Now Lu Qin could make the most delicious and authentic Twice-Cooked Pork.
...
The next morning.
Lu Qin got up at six.
He didn't need to buy ingredients at the market today since Boss Zhao had delivered a batch of ingredients and takeout boxes yesterday afternoon.
Lu Qin soaked the rice noodles, then let them dry naturally in a colander.
Then he started cooking Mung Bean Paste and making iced Ice Crystal Cakes.
Twice-Cooked Porkwasn't suitable to sell in the morning, so Lu Qin didn't prepare the ingredients for it.
After more than an hour, Lu Qin ld the stall items onto his tricycle cart.
He rode out to set up the morning stall.
At the entrance of Sunshine Primary School.
Since it was Sunday, no students or parents were around.
Some residents from nearby neighborhoods, who could have slept in, were already up and downstairs early.
Lu Qin's tricycle food cart hadn't arrived yet, but several people were already lingering near the stall spot.
Clearly, they were waiting for Lu Qin.
Beep beep—
The horn honked twice, and people quickly stepped aside.
Seeing the familiar, long-awaited tricycle food cart, a group of people's eyes lit up.
"Boss Lu, you finally made it!"
"I got here first—I want three servings of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles, three cups of Mung Bean Paste, and two boxes of iced Ice Crystal Cake."
"Boss Lu, your iced Ice Crystal Cake is so delicious! My daughter ate a box yesterday but wanted more and cried all night."
"Boss Lu, I gave the iced Ice Crystal Cake to my crush, and she actually asked me out!"
"I drank eight cups of Mung Bean Paste yesterday; my belly almost burst. Today I won't drink it, just eat Stir-Fried Rice Noodles."
...
In an hour and a half, Lu Qin sold nearly 200 servings of Stir-Fried Rice Noodles.
All 250 cups of Mung Bean Paste were cleared out without surprise.
He sold 100 boxes of iced Ice Crystal Cake, keeping six for himself, with the rest sold out.
After the morning stall ended, Lu Qin rode the tricycle cart to the Oury International Hotel.
Oury Hotel in Annan District was the largest among the six chain hotels in Jiangcheng, towering 42 floors into the sky.
The hotel had 588 luxury suites, 18 dining venues with over 1,000 seats, offering guests a wide variety of distinctive Chinese and Western dishes.
Lu Qin had rarely been to the hotel, and hotel staff didn't know him.
The hotel's security booth had a barrier that only recognized cars.
Lu Qin parked the tricycle on a marked ride parking space and carried the iced Ice Crystal Cake inside.
Two doormen at the entrance saw Lu Qin park the tricycle on the street but still greeted him with smiles, showing high professionalism.
"Sir, may I help you?"
"Oh, hello. I'm going to the front desk."
"Right this way, please."
The doormen escorted Lu Qin inside. Seeing him carrying food, they assumed he was a delivery person.
But guests staying in such hotels rarely ordered takeout since the hotel provided various special dining options.
The doorman was puzzled but led Lu Qin to the front desk.
Three pretty young women in professional suits stood at the front desk. The middle one stood up,
offering a sweet smile and polite words, "Sir, how may I assist you?"
"I'm here to deliver food," Lu Qin said directly.
"Okay, may I ask which room the guest is in?"
The front desk lady kept a normal expression but thought the same as the doorman.
"You're here for Miss Shen…"
Before Lu Qin could finish, a foreign man in his thirties appeared beside him, followed by an assistant.
The hotel VIP guest manager trailed behind, repeatedly apologizing.
"Mr. Rossi, your original plan was seven days, but this is only the third day and you want to leave. May I ask if you are dissatisfied with our hotel services?"
Guests could come and go freely, but the manager wanted to understand the reason, especially since Mr. Rossi was a VIP guest and leaving suddenly required explanation.
"I'm satisfied with your service, but the food at your hotel is really hard to swallow!"
Rossi explained something in a foreign language.
Lu Qin understood—this foreign guest was Italian.
The manager only spoke English and couldn't understand, so she looked at the assistant.
The assistant translated, and the manager apologized again sincerely.
Rossi said in frustration, "Jiangcheng is certainly prosperous, but when it comes to food, I'm really disappointed."
The assistant translated helplessly, then whispered in Chinese to the manager,
"Our Mr. Rossi has very picky taste buds. This is already the third five-star hotel he's tried in Jiangcheng."
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