Food: My food truck can be upgraded indefinitely.

"Idiot! The test strip is only okay if it turns red."

Someone in the crowd shouted back, their voice urgent and impulsive.

As soon as the two abrupt conversations ended, Uncle Chen immediately shouted "Impossible!" with his neck stiff and veins bulging.

He strode forward, bent down to get close to the three test kits, stared intently at the three perfectly still test strips, and confirmed with the young policeman operating the kit:

"Is there a possibility of error?"

The probability of all three making the same mistake is almost zero.

The young policeman shook his head, his tone resolute.

He straightened up and added:

"Furthermore, no traces of prohibited items were found inside or outside the food truck. If they had been used, there would have been more evidence of them."

Speaking of it.

He even gave Ling Yun a thumbs-up, his eyes filled with genuine admiration:

"You've cleaned this place so well!"

Uncle Chen was stunned, as if he had been nailed to the spot.

That feeling...

It was actually made by hand?

His body swayed slightly, like an old tree being blown by the wind, and the expression on his face changed several times, still somewhat unable to accept it.

However, there is one thing he is certain about.

That's something I did, and I have to take responsibility for it!

He slowly bent down and bowed deeply to Ling Yun, his waist bent very low, his gray hair gleaming under the lamplight.

"I'm sorry, it was my fault. I owe you this time."

After saying this, Uncle Chen's face turned bright red, burning from his ears all the way to his neck. He turned and pushed through the crowd, leaving in a hurry.

The police officers held the test kits high in their hands, showing them to the onlookers:

"No contraband was detected this time. If similar situations occur in the future, please feel free to report them, but please try to control your emotions, okay?"

The surrounding crowd fell silent, stunned by the result; their whispers seemed to have been cut off.

"What does that mean?"

"Well, so that means there's nothing wrong with their food at all..."

"Huh? Then... wouldn't we be..."

The diners looked at each other, their eyes filled with embarrassment and helplessness, and fell into a deathly silence.

This result was completely unexpected. After the anger subsided, all that remained was embarrassment.

The three bedrooms and one living room that can be carved out on site are enough to build a housing development.

"It's good that you've figured it out!"

Ling Yun spoke up, easing the awkward silence in the room.

One of the hungry diners opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but before he could even speak, his face turned red.

Ok!

Misunderstanding someone twice within a few hours.

Even if someone with a sweet tooth tried to pry his mouth open, he would be too ashamed to eat anymore.

Many of those who rushed in earlier were too embarrassed to even ask for their money back, and instead grabbed their friends and quietly left.

The stall owners dispersed in disappointment once again.

The police dashed their hopes once again. Tonight, their mood had been a rollercoaster, a complete and utterly miserable experience.

The truth has been revealed.

The crowd of over five hundred people, like the receding tide, cascaded into the lights of the night market.

"That scared me to death."

The old policeman took off his hat, wiped his forehead with his sleeve, and let the heat dissipate from his head.

He breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Ling Yun with relief:

"Sorry to bother you, you can continue your business now."

Since there were no contraband items, the other party was a law-abiding citizen, and the veteran policeman quickly adjusted his attitude.

Ling Yun looked around.

Even with his strong will, he was still somewhat agitated after falling and getting up twice in one night.

"I'm not driving anymore, I'm tired!"

He shook his head, his voice low.

Ling Yun turned around, patted Zhang Moli's shoulder, and whispered a few words of advice:

"I'm sorry I dragged you into this. You should go back and rest. I have something to say to you tomorrow."

Zhang Moli relaxed completely and slumped onto the stool.

She weakly pinched her arms and thighs, her fingertips aching from the muscles, and sighed:

"This is the most tired I've ever been in my life!"

Tonight I'm not only physically tired, but mentally exhausted too.

Even if you let her leave now, she doesn't have the strength to go.

Followed by.

Ling Yun turned to look at Tiger, his eyes filled with sincere gratitude:

"Brother Tiger, thank you so much for today!"

"It's nothing, it's what I should do."

Tiger waved his hand, refusing the thanks.

He looked around at the tables, chairs, and tableware scattered on the floor, and offered, "Let me help you pack up; you must be exhausted after a long day!"

"No need, I need to wash everything first!"

Lingyun didn't want to bring the oil stains home.

Every day after closing, he makes sure to clean everything thoroughly, and he doesn't like others to do it; he only feels at ease when he washes it himself.

"Closing up shop!"

Tiger raised his voice twice and waved to the police officers still surrounding them, reminding them not to crowd around and that they could leave.

"etc!"

Director Li appeared with a beaming smile, his face crinkled with wrinkles.

"Comrades, you've all worked hard. Chef Ling, if you don't mind, could you cook for us again? I'll treat everyone to a late-night snack. Consider it proof of your efforts, so we don't have to deal with any more trouble later."

His tone was kind, and his smile carried a hint of deliberate friendliness.

The reason he was so amiable, even willing to use his reputation as a police officer to vouch for Ling Yun, was actually because he had just received a phone call.

Actually, it was because he had just received a phone call.

A woman with extraordinary connections called his private cell phone directly and announced a secret to him:

Lingyun is a crucial strategic entity in China. Within your jurisdiction, you must ensure his safety. His security level is equivalent to that of a high-ranking official, and his confidentiality level is top secret!

Director Li dared not ask any more questions.

After some thought.

That's why he went up to all the police officers and treated them to a late-night snack, taking the opportunity to boost his own reputation.

Oh?

Ling Yun's eyebrows twitched slightly, indicating that he was quite interested.

Although he didn't want to become like Gao Qiqiang, who relied on An Xin, he still respected the police.

The key is.

A group of police officers had eaten at his restaurant.

Today's turmoil should be completely quelled.

Too many ups and downs really make you feel exhausted!

Seeing Ling Yun's hesitant expression, Director Li immediately seized the opportunity to continue the conversation:

"Then it's settled. Everyone who isn't on police duty should finish eating before leaving."

He took out his phone, tapped a few times quickly, and a crisp notification sounded that the payment was successful.

"All right!"

Ling Yun nodded and relented.

This is a good opportunity to use up the steaks I prepared today.

The food cart was restarted, and blue flames shot up, licking the bottom of the iron plate.

The aroma of the steak once again attracted many new diners.

New customers came forward to inquire, but soon learned that the food was sold out for the day, and could only shake their heads in disappointment and leave, with many muttering that they would come again tomorrow.

Thanks to Chief Li's strong persuasion, the vast majority of police officers stayed.

They sat in two rows, their police caps neatly placed upside down on the edge of the table, and began to savor the food with gusto.

They rarely eat steak.

Some of the older police officers were even quite resistant to this food, but they stayed only out of respect for Chief Li.

The moment they took a bite, everyone's expression changed, as if something had lit up their eyes.

"Sure, this tastes great."

A young policeman mumbled incoherently, chewing rapidly.

"Yes, this is the best meal I've had in months."

A middle-aged policeman next to him pushed up his glasses, his tone carrying a rare sense of satisfaction.

"How come I never realized this steak was actually so delicious before!"

The other policeman shook his head, looking as if he wished he had met a long-lost friend.

"Everyone, remember to thank the director!"

The deputy director reminded him in a low voice.

Everyone nodded in agreement, taking the opportunity to immerse themselves in the fleeting happiness of the moment.

I've worked all day.

Who wouldn't want a hot meal late at night?

Besides, the taste is absolutely amazing.

The wonderful gravy melted on their tongues, and the complex aroma of the sauce surged up layer by layer, washing away their fatigue from the whole day like warm water.

The police officers showered them with praise.

Director Li nodded repeatedly, the smile on his lips growing wider and wider.

This has achieved the desired effect.

At least Chef Ling won't blame him anymore.

Director Li turned to look at Ling Yun, but saw no joy on his face. His young face was calm and composed, so calm that it was impossible to tell what was going on.

He knew that this would at most eliminate potential problems, but it wouldn't impress the other party or leave a good impression.

So he decided to put in even more effort.

Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, Director Li stood up, clapped his hands, and raised his voice to call out:

Let's all thank Chef Ling for the delicious food he brought us!

The lingering aroma of the steak still filled everyone's mouths, and the blissful feeling on their tongues hadn't faded yet. Seeing Director Li leading the applause, they followed suit and clapped enthusiastically, offering a few words of praise as well.

Applause echoed through the night market, mingling with the aroma of cooking oil.

Ling Yun was calmly nodding in response, a faint politeness on his lips.

Available in the next second.

System notifications flooded in like a tidal wave, exploding in his mind:

Congratulations on completing the system activation task! The Infinite Food Truck Upgrade System is now officially activated.

[Level 1 Food Cart (Stove) Inspiration: When developing new dishes in front of the stove, there is a chance to trigger a burst of inspiration, resulting in recipe improvements or entirely new recipes.]

[Based on your existing template...]

[You have gained the culinary talent: Flame Perception!]

I go!

Ling Yun clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles turning white.

He forced himself not to shout, but the light in his eyes was already impossible to hide.

After a night full of twists and turns, the system was unexpectedly filled with tasks due to the police officers' praise, and it was finally activated!

So it is calculated that...

This first day can be considered a perfect one.

more importantly.

Now he can really get started.