I've been possessed by a culinary genius, and I've turned Shaxian snacks into a rip-off!

Wen Ran took out her phone, intending to call the Shaxian restaurant to reserve a group meal for tonight.

However, after scrolling through her contacts for a long time, she realized that she hadn't saved her boss's phone number at all.

"Oh dear, I was so busy eating wontons yesterday that I forgot to ask for their phone number."

Wen Ran thought for a moment, then opened the review website and searched for "Shaxian Snacks No. 88 Jiangdong South Road".

After the page refreshed, she first checked the restaurant's rating.

She originally thought it would be at least a 4.8 out of 10, since the owner's wontons were really delicious.

Upon closer inspection, the score was 2.0.

Wen Ran rubbed her eyes hard and looked at it again.

You read that right, it's 2.0.

This score is quite phenomenal in the entire catering industry of Jiangcheng.

It's worth noting that even restaurants exposed by reporters for using gutter oil still manage to get a rating of around 3 out of 10, but this restaurant managed to get a 2.0 rating.

"No way, how could it be so low?"

Wen Ran opened the comments section, wanting to see what the reasons were for the negative reviews.

The first negative review was posted a few days ago.

Posted by: Qingyuan is not a kite.

Rating: One star.

[Warning! The most shady Shaxian snack shop on Financial Street... The boss is called Li Heizi...]

When Wen Ran saw the nickname "Shaxian boss," she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Li Heizi... Hahahaha... Who gave the boss this nickname? It's so mean!"

Honestly, if she hadn't eaten there herself yesterday, she probably would have been turned away by this negative review.

A bowl of wontons costs 158 yuan, and a bowl of soup costs 888 yuan. These prices are definitely like a rip-off.

After reading the first one, she scrolled down to read the second negative review.

The second negative review was posted in the early hours of this morning.

Posted by: Jiangcheng Dacongge.

Rating: One star.

Having roamed Jiangcheng for over a decade, falling into countless traps without ever failing, I almost got scammed tonight by this Shaxian snack shop owner. I'm posting this to warn everyone online. This owner is a master of deception, teaming up with the woman selling snacks outside to set up a honey trap...

Luckily, I'm smart and have excellent self-control. I saw through their trickery immediately, and no matter how they tried to seduce me, I held onto my wallet tightly... I advise everyone, don't get ripped off by this shady place! Anyone who goes there is a fool!

After reading these two negative reviews, Wen Ran really felt that the owner of Shaxian Restaurant was being unfairly maligned.

The food is so delicious, but there are only two reviews on the review website, and they are both bad.

One person called it a shady business, while another said it was involved in honey trap scams.

After thinking for a moment, she wrote the first positive review using her own account.

Rating: 5 stars

[Content: This is the best Shaxian snack I've ever had... Highly recommended! Don't be misled by negative reviews!]

Once you've finished writing, click "Publish".

Hey~

The rating for Shaxian Snacks (No. 88 Jiangdong South Road) jumped from 2.0 to 3.0.

"Boss, this is all I can do for you."

Wen Ran then remembered her business and quickly flipped through the store's details page to find the owner's contact number.

There was nothing there.

The contact number field is blank, but the address is written down: No. 88 Jiangdong South Road.

"Seriously? He didn't even leave a phone number? This boss is way too laid-back in his business dealings."

Wen Ran glanced at the time on her computer.

11:30 AM.

There's still half an hour before lunch break.

"Forget it, I'll just go there directly, it's not far anyway."

.............

Shaxian Snack Kitchen.

Li Zhibai is frantically making fried rice.

After hearing the system's notification last night, he pondered it carefully and roughly guessed how to obtain the Heart of Gourmet Food.

It's not simply about making delicious food; it's about establishing a special interaction with customers.

He remembered a label in Sister Zhao's profile that left a deep impression on him—"Loves heartwarming fried rice with eggs."

There's a story behind this information.

He guessed that perhaps Sister Zhao's son liked to eat fried rice with eggs, or that fried rice with eggs was the food she missed the most.

Then he followed this line of thought and thought: if he made a god-level fried rice dish with egg fried rice as the theme, would he be able to unlock the first heart of food?

So after he got up, he started frantically researching fried rice with eggs.

Steam the rice, beat the eggs, heat the pan, and add oil.

Soon, the kitchen was filled with the clanging and tinkling sounds of stir-frying.

Snapped!

When the eggs are dropped into the pan, the golden egg mixture expands rapidly in the hot oil, and fine egg flowers bloom around the edges.

Next, the rice was added to the pot. The distinct grains of rice danced happily under the high temperature, blending together with the egg mixture.

Li Zhibai used his superb culinary skills to perfect every step of the process.

A few minutes later, a plate of fried rice was ready.

He picked up the spoon and took a bite.

The rice grains are distinct, the eggs are golden and fluffy, the seasoning is just right, and the aroma is irresistible.

Tasty?

good to eat.

But it's not right.

This fried rice is perfect; it would be more than competitive in any high-end restaurant.

But in his view, it was a failure because it did not reach the level of a god.

Then Li Zhibai started searching online for various fried rice recipes, such as Yangzhou fried rice, Cantonese fried rice, golden fried rice... He tried them all.

The results were all "Perfect" level, and they just couldn't break through to "God level".

"System, are you sure you can make fried rice at a god-level?"

Any dish, if infused with the chef's heart and soul, has the potential to reach a divine level.

"I poured my heart and soul into it, I poured my emotions into it. When I was making fried rice, my mind was filled with the desire for a divine dish. Isn't that enough emotion?"

The host's emotions are too pragmatic.

Li Zhibai: "..."

"Then what do you suggest? I can't possibly fall in love, break up, and then be heartbroken before I can even make fried rice, can I?"

[The host could try finding inspiration from other people's stories.]

"Other people's stories?"

Li Zhibai was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of Sister Zhao's complex expression when she talked about her son, a mixture of happiness and sadness, wanting to laugh and cry at the same time.

With that in mind, he decided to talk to Sister Zhao again tonight when she set up her stall.

As for the fried rice, we'll leave it for now.

He had already eaten four plates of fried rice, and he really couldn't eat a fifth one. If he kept eating, he would turn into fried rice.

"Never mind, I'll go hand out some flyers to digest my food first."

Li Zhibai took off his apron and hung it on the wall, preparing to go out and hand out flyers.

It's not that he likes handing out flyers, but that he hasn't finished the beginner's task yet. Half the time has passed, and he only has 32 flyers left.

He's still 68 orders short of the target. If we include today, he needs to sell an average of 17 orders per day, otherwise he'll face that inhuman punishment.

The thought of the consequences made Li Zhibai shudder.

He can accept being two centimeters shorter in other places, but the crucial parts can't be shrunken.

Li Zhibai's promotional flyer also used some wording tricks, with the large characters proclaiming, "[The best Shaxian snacks in Financial Street, you'll regret it if you don't try them!]", followed by a very small disclaimer: "[Prices are on the high side, please consider your budget]".

I've already reminded you of this; if you didn't see it, it's your own problem.

Today he plans to distribute flyers in the surrounding office buildings, especially targeting companies that look very wealthy.

If distributing flyers still doesn't work, then he can only pray for a stroke of luck and a big order will fall from the sky.

After all, there's a saying these days: getting rich doesn't depend on hard work, it all depends on fate.

I don't know if he'll have that fate.

Just as Li Zhibai was about to go out and make a call with the flyer in hand.

Bang bang bang!

There was a sudden knock on the door.