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

"dad!"

Tuantuan was squatting next to the bar, holding a cat toy and teasing Xiajiao.

Seeing Lin Fan come out, she dropped the cat toy, scurried over on her short legs, and hugged Lin Fan's leg tightly.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Fan bent down and patted his daughter's head.

"I'm hungry!" Tuantuan exclaimed loudly, looking up at him.

Shrimp Dumpling also came over, rubbing against Lin Fan's ankle and making "meow" sounds.

"Okay, Dad will go cook."

Lin Fan turned to look at Su Xiaoxiao, who was wiping the table. "Xiaoxiao, check if there's any frozen plum juice concentrate left in the freezer. We need to deliver it to the university town this afternoon."

"Okay, Brother Lin." Su Xiaoxiao put down the rag and turned to walk towards the freezer.

Recently, the store's business has been booming, and we're so busy dealing with dine-in customers that we don't have time to spare.

But Lin Fan never stopped his business of making sour plum juice.

This business doesn't take up any tables, chairs, or dine-in seats in the store. Through Qin Lang's network and Su Xiaoxiao's agency channels in the university town, deliveries are made on time every day.

The sour plum juice concentrate is priced high and has a stable sales volume. Even after deducting costs and commissions paid to Su Xiaoxiao, the daily income from this alone is a considerable fixed income, which is an important supplement to the store's cash flow.

Lin Fan turned and walked into the kitchen.

He took out a piece of black mountain pork belly that he had saved that morning from the refrigerated display case, cut off a small piece of pure fat, and threw it directly into the hot pan to stir-fry.

The lard was rendered quickly, releasing a rich, oily aroma.

Lin Fan cut the pre-washed Lingtian cabbage into sections and stir-fried it in a wok over high heat.

When the cabbage came into contact with the scalding hot lard, it made a sizzling sound, and the edges of the leaves quickly turned slightly yellow.

Sprinkle with a little salt, stir-fry a few times, and then remove from the pan and set aside.

On the stove next to him, the water had just boiled. Lin Fan grabbed a handful of noodles, threw them in, and stirred them with chopsticks.

After the noodles are cooked, take them out, rinse them with cold water, drain them, and put them into four large bowls.

He placed the stir-fried cabbage with pork fat on top of the noodles, then sliced ​​several thick pieces of braised beef shank and arranged them on the side, finally pouring a large spoonful of boiling noodle soup over it.

Four bowls of clear broth cabbage noodles were served.

Su Xiaoxiao had just finished checking the original stock and came over. Smelling the aroma, she swallowed and said, "Brother Lin, are we having noodles today?"

"Um."

Soon, the four of them sat around a small square table next to the bar. Tuan Tuan sat on her special high stool, clutching a small wooden spoon tightly in her hand.

Lin Yi sat quietly opposite Su Xiaoxiao, picked up his bowl and chopsticks, and began to eat noodles with standard movements.

Since Lin Yi came to the store as an assistant, Su Xiaoxiao has been with her day and night, but she has never noticed anything unusual.

In Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, Lin Ge, this "distant cousin," was a perfect helper, except that she was mute and had a rather aloof personality.

She serves tea and water, tidies up the table, and moves with incredible speed and efficiency, never complaining of being tired.

Watching Lin Yi quietly eat her noodles, Su Xiaoxiao felt a pang of regret. So beautiful, and so hardworking, it's a shame she doesn't know how to speak.

Su Xiaoxiao snapped out of her reverie and started eating her noodles in big mouthfuls.

The noodles are chewy, the cabbage is sweet, and the aroma of black mountain lard is fully infused into the soup, making it both warming and filling.

She ate a whole bowl, and finally picked up the bowl and drank all the noodle soup.

Tuantuan ate more than half a bowl, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

After finishing her meal, Su Xiaoxiao skillfully cleared away the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.

Lin Yi stood up, picked up a mop, and silently cleaned up the water stains on the floor.

Lin Fan wiped Tuantuan's mouth with a tissue, then lifted her off the chair: "Go play with Xiajiao for a while, Daddy's going to the storeroom to take inventory."

Tuan Tuan nodded and ran to pick up the orange cat from the ground.

Lin Fan walked to the storeroom in the corner of the hall, pushed open the wooden door, went inside, and locked the door behind him.

Lin Fan stood in the empty room, and a thought struck him.

The scene before him changed instantly, and he found himself in the Spirit Field Farm.

He's been too busy at the shop lately and hasn't taken care of the farm properly for a while.

The air in the farm is fresh with the scent of earth. At fifty times the speed of time, the crops planted earlier would have all ripened long ago.

Not far away, on the red spiritual soil, the rice is golden, and patches of golden soybeans grow lush and green, the pods so full they are almost bursting out of their shells.

In the vegetable section on the other side, cabbage, winter bamboo shoots, and snow berries are all at their peak harvest season.

Lin Fan brought up the system panel and clicked "One-Click Harvest".

A flash of white light streaked through the air.

The crops in the fields were harvested cleanly in an instant and piled up in the system warehouse next to the farm, sorted by type.

Lin Fan walked over and took a look at the warehouse inventory.

The grains, vegetables, and meat inside were already piled up into a small mountain, almost overflowing.

Although the restaurant is packed with customers every day and consumes an astonishing amount of food, the output brought about by this fifty-fold time flow is truly terrifying. The farm's output far exceeds the restaurant's consumption rate.

Lin Fan closed the warehouse panel and casually opened the system shop, wanting to see if there was anything that could consume points or expand production capacity.

As soon as he opened it, he saw a newly unlocked item icon light up in the store list.

[Automatic Bluestone Grinding Stone Upgrade Blueprint: Upgrades a basic bluestone grinding stone to a fully automatic spirit-powered grinding stone, complete with an automatic slag filtering function. Exchange Price: 20000 points.]

Previously, he relied entirely on manual grinding to make stone-ground tofu or soy milk. Although the taste was superb, it was extremely time-consuming and laborious.

Each time, after pushing the millstone for several hours and working up a sweat, the tofu or soy milk produced is barely enough to sell for one or two days.

Business has been good lately, and the daily reward points are increasing. Without hesitation, he deducted 20,000 points and exchanged them for upgrade blueprints.

The blueprint transformed into a streak of light and flew directly towards the old stone mill in the corner of the Tiangong Workshop.

A flash of white light, and the originally rough and heavy bluestone millstone changed its appearance.

The base of the millstone has become wider, with an automatic water-filling funnel in the center and two independent outlets extending from the side, one for slurry and one for slag discharge.

The entire millstone requires no human effort to push or pull, and a faint, ethereal light seems to flow across it.

Lin Fan carried two large baskets of freshly harvested golden silk soybeans from the warehouse and poured them directly into the washing tank next to the millstone.

The spring water flows in automatically, washing the soybeans clean.

Lin Fan pressed the start switch on the grinding wheel.

The heavy bluestone millstone emitted a deep, powerful grinding sound and began to rotate automatically at a constant speed.

The washed soybeans fell into the millstone through the funnel, and with the infusion of spiritual spring water, the thick, pale yellow raw soybean milk flowed out continuously from the groove on the left and fell directly into the large wooden bucket below.

The outlet on the right discharges the pressed soybean residue.

There's no need to manually filter with pure cotton gauze anymore; the resulting raw soy milk is pure and smooth, without a trace of impurities.

In less than twenty minutes, two large baskets of soybeans were all ground, which was dozens of times faster than by hand.