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Seeing his daughter eating happily, Lin Fan took a tissue and wiped her mouth.

Su Xiaoxiao had already finished the entire plate of apples.

She wiped her mouth, still savoring the taste, and turned to Lin Fan: "Brother Lin, this apple is amazing. After eating it, I feel like I've digested a lot of the noodles I ate at noon, and my stomach feels much better."

"If this were sold in a restaurant, it would definitely be a favorite among the big bosses who eat mutton hot pot."

"Um."

Lin Fan collected the empty plates and casually said, "Go and bring in the small blackboard outside and update it. Add this fruit platter tomorrow."

"Okay. What's the name? How much is it?" Su Xiaoxiao picked up the pen, ready to get the blackboard.

"Rock Sugar Snow Jade Apple. 288 yuan per serving."

Upon hearing the price, Su Xiaoxiao paused for a moment before nodding in agreement.

If it were a month ago, she would have thought the shop owner was crazy to hear that an apple was selling for nearly 300 yuan.

But now, after witnessing the amazing dishes at the restaurant, she feels that the price is very reasonable.

For wealthy people who don't care about money, after a big meat meal, they wouldn't even blink an eye if they had a plate of this refreshing and instantly palate-cleansing fruit, even if it cost three hundred yuan.

Su Xiaoxiao quickly revised the menu on the blackboard and put it back in the corner behind the door for later use.

The afternoon passed peacefully.

The wind and snow outside gradually subsided.

Around 4 o'clock, several bodyguards under Qin Lang drove an SUV and parked in front of the store on time. They skillfully went to the warehouse and loaded boxes of sour plum juice into the car.

After checking the bill, Su Xiaoxiao put the portions of raw liquor belonging to the university town into separate bags, intending to take them back to school after get off work.

The shop became completely quiet.

Lin Fan turned and walked into the kitchen.

He didn't plan to cook anything too complicated for dinner, just a simple mushroom and chicken rice bowl for Tuantuan and Xiaoxiao.

He took out several free-range Sanhuang chicken legs, and with a flick of his wrist, removed the bones.

Cut the chicken into uniform pieces by flattening the blade. Add light soy sauce, a little salt, a small spoonful of dark soy sauce for color, then add half an egg white and a little cornstarch. Mix well by hand and marinate.

Wash a few Lingshan shiitake mushrooms and slice them thinly.

Heat oil in a pan, add ginger slices and sauté until fragrant, then add the marinated chicken pieces and stir-fry quickly.

The chicken quickly changed color and tightened in the hot oil. Lin Fan carefully controlled the heat, tossing the wok to prevent the chicken from becoming overcooked.

Add the sliced ​​shiitake mushrooms and stir-fry until they release their unique wild aroma. Finally, pour in a small bowl of sauce made with oyster sauce, sugar, and water.

Reduce the sauce over high heat.

The rich, savory sauce coats the tender chicken thigh meat and the fresh, fragrant shiitake mushrooms, making the broth thick and glossy red.

Serve two bowls of steaming hot Xiangshui Gong Rice, and pour the broth-soaked mushroom and chicken sauce over the rice.

The rich broth instantly seeped into the pure white, translucent rice grains.

"Dinner is ready."

Lin Fan carried two bowls of rice out of the kitchen and placed them on the bar counter.

The rich aroma of soy sauce filled the hall.

Su Xiaoxiao washed her hands and ran over, picked up a spoon, stirred it, and put it in her mouth along with the rice and chicken.

The chicken is tender and bouncy, and the shiitake mushrooms are soaked in the meat juices. Eating it with rice will make all the fatigue of the day disappear.

Tuantuan also took her little spoon and shoveled rice into her mouth, getting sauce all over her face.

Life went on in this orderly fashion. No matter how fierce the wind and snow outside, it couldn't blow into this small shop.

After tidying up the table and locking the front door, Lin Fan carried the drowsy Tuantuan upstairs to the second floor.

Tomorrow will be another busy day.

……

4 a.m. the next day.

The snowstorm in Jiangcheng has finally stopped.

The sky was as black as a pure black curtain, without a single cloud, and the temperature had dropped to its lowest point since the beginning of winter, minus eighteen degrees Celsius.

The snow on the street was frozen solid, making it very slippery to walk on.

At the intersection of Phoenix Golden Street, several luxury cars were parked on the roadside, their windows covered with frost flowers.

Outside the wooden door of Lin's shop, the queue had already stretched for nearly fifty meters.

Li Dayong, wearing a heavy mink coat, tucked his hands into his sleeves and kept hopping around in the cold.

Surrounding them were dozens of Jiangnan University students wearing long down jackets.

These college students held hand warmers, some even wearing military overcoats, huddled together in twos and threes to keep warm, and were also holding small cards to memorize English words.

"These young people are really courting death."

Li Dayong exhaled a thick puff of white breath, looked at the group of students in front of and behind him, and couldn't help but complain to Chairman Chen.

"I heard yesterday that these students came and waited there at midnight. If I hadn't kicked the driver out of bed at 3:30 this morning, we wouldn't have even been able to reach the back of the line today."

Mr. Chen tucked his chin into his wool scarf, pushed up his glasses, and just smiled helplessly.

"Just accept it. These students are treating Boss Lin's soy milk like a lifeline now. How can we compete with these young people?"

Time passed second by second in the bitter cold.

It was exactly six o'clock in the morning.

"Crunch—"

The heavy wooden door of the Lin family shop opened from the inside right on time.

A warm breeze carrying a faint aroma of tea wafted out from under the door, instantly activating the frozen crowd outside.

Su Xiaoxiao walked out briskly with a small blackboard in her hand and hung it on the wooden frame outside the door.

"Everyone, the door is open. Please come in in order." Su Xiaoxiao stepped aside.

Li Dayong rubbed his hands together and habitually glanced at the small blackboard.

With that sweep, he stopped in his tracks.

He stared at the extra line of chalk writing at the bottom of the blackboard, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

【Rock Sugar Snow Jade Apple: 288 yuan/serving】

"Hey, Old Chen, look! Boss Lin has something new!"

Li Dayong pointed at the blackboard, his face full of excitement.

Mr. Huang, who was behind in line, also joined in.

"Over two hundred for a fruit platter. That's a really steep price." Mr. Huang clicked his tongue and immediately pulled out his phone.

"However, at Boss Lin's place, the more expensive the item, the more premium it is."

Chairman Chen adjusted his glasses, smiled, and nodded: "Let's go in and have a taste. Boss Lin's menu combinations are never wrong."

The group poured into the hall and each found a familiar table to sit down.

The hall quickly filled up with people. The college students at the front of the line went straight to the counter to scan the QR code and buy soy milk.

"Little girl, the usual, one mutton hot pot and three cups of soy milk!" Li Dayong waved his hand generously, "And bring another serving of those Snow Jade Apples to our table! Hurry up!"

"Okay, Mr. Li." Su Xiaoxiao quickly placed her order at the machine.

Not long after, Lin Yi came over with a copper hot pot, mutton, and soy milk, and placed them steadily on the table.

The smokeless fruitwood charcoal at the bottom was burning brightly, and the water in the pot was boiling.

Without further ado, the three of them picked up their chopsticks and started cooking the meat in the hot pot.