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

Fatty Pang Yi couldn't hold back any longer and was the first to raise his hand.

"I'll order! Give me the deluxe fried rice first."

Since the old man has already broken the balance, there's no point in pretending anymore. He might as well just draw his sword!

Seeing this, others immediately followed suit, and the previously barely maintained united front instantly collapsed.

I'll have one too.

"I'll have another one!"

"Boss, give me two portions!"

"........."

Then came a series of notification sounds indicating that payments had been received via QR code scanning.

"Ding~ 2576 yuan received via Alipay."

"Ding~ 1288 yuan received via Alipay."

"........."

Lu Qianshan adjusted his glasses, took out his phone, and scanned the QR code.

"Ding~ 5152 yuan received via Alipay."

4 copies.

Upon hearing this number, Yu Shen's pupils constricted sharply.

Well, you old Lu!

He usually seems so polite and refined, but he's actually so ruthless!

Can you finish four servings by yourself? You ordered so much.

Indeed, people who are secretly passionate are the most terrifying!

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

"We currently have 17 deluxe versions of the Bodhi Jade Vegetarian Restaurant made, and we'll be serving them to you shortly!"

Li Zhibai had just returned to the kitchen after finishing writing down the orders when Lu Qianshan called out to him, "Wait a minute!"

"Boss, does the Bodhi Jade Vegetarian dish we order now count as participating in the event? And is the cumulative count calculated from now on, or from before?"

Yeah! They were so focused on placing the order that they almost didn't think of it.

If previous purchases are included, then regular customers who have eaten at Bodhi Jade Restaurant several times before will naturally have an advantage, while newcomers and those who have eaten less will fall far behind.

If we only start counting from now, then everyone is on the same starting line, which is fair.

"Of course it starts now. The event begins today, so previous spending isn't included," Li Zhibai said matter-of-factly.

Yu Shen and the others nodded, indicating that they understood.

"By the way, boss, can I top up my card in advance? I can eat it next time if I can't finish it." Just then, someone asked a crucial question.

Li Zhibai was about to say yes, but the system stopped him again.

"No, we do not accept top-ups or reservations."

He was heartbroken as he said this. Why not accept top-ups? If he could collect money in advance, he could probably earn the rent money in one go.

However, he was quick-witted and soon came up with an alternative.

"Even though you can't top up your account, you can invite your friends to eat together. Sharing is caring, right?"

Everyone had actually thought of this solution long ago, which is why they were so conflicted. If they could, they would rather recharge their accounts than help Li Heizi solicit customers.

But now... it seems we can't not pull it out, unless someone voluntarily gives up the competition.

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

back kitchen.

Li Zhibai went all out.

Heat the iron wok, coat it with oil, then add ham and matsutake mushrooms. When the oil is about 70% hot, pour in the white rice grains with a splash.

Sizzle~~~!!

A plume of white steam, a mixture of aromas of eggs, meat, mushrooms, and more, rose up and instantly exploded in the kitchen.

Then Li Zhibai began to demonstrate his superb wok-flipping skills. The rice was flipped a few times in the air and then fell back down. After repeating this several times, the wok was tapped on the table, and the rice was taken out of the wok and plated.

Su Su assisted him, handing him plates and arranging bamboo leaves.

One plate.

Two plates.

Three plates

.........

Soon, along with Grandpa Huo's two portions, nineteen plates of egg fried rice were served.

Outdoor dining area.

One dish after another was served at the table.

Those who have eaten fried rice with egg need no further explanation; even if they have eaten it several times, they still can't stop eating it again.

too delicious.

Cha Xiaochai's reaction was the most exaggerated, after all, it was her first time eating Shaxian snacks.

After trying every single food item, the person almost cried.

"What the hell have I missed all this time?!"

"No wonder that grandson of an old fish keeps posting pictures in the group chat that make me drool. There's definitely a reason for it. These steamed dumplings, these noodles, this... everything looks so delicious!"

This further solidified his determination to secure the exclusive rights to customize the new product, so that he could make those bastards drool with envy!

Cha Xiaochai finally started eating the most unassuming but also the most expensive dish, Bodhi Jade Vegetarian Dish.

It was truly as white as snow; from the outside, it looked like an ordinary plate of white rice.

He picked up a spoon, scooped up a large mouthful of fried rice, and put it in his mouth.

One bite, and a rich and complex flavor explodes in your mouth.

It smells amazing! It smells so good!

The rice grains are chewy, the egg flavor is rich, and the saltiness is perfectly controlled—any more would be too salty, and any less would be too bland.

And at the same time, you can taste the salty and savory flavor of ham, the mushroom aroma of matsutake mushrooms, and the sweetness of bamboo leaves. Each layer of flavor is distinct yet blends together. After swallowing, the aroma seems to linger in your mouth, and the more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes.

"Damn! This is so damn delicious!"

The fact that Wang Yun and Yao Qianqian, this eccentric couple, were having dinner together was quite a source of envy.

The two of them fed each other, one bite at a time.

"Honey, try my plate, it tastes even better than yours!"

"Honey, the sweetness in my dish seems more pronounced. You should try it."

"Really, darling, yours tastes even better."

"Shall we switch?"

"Uh-huh!"

The two exchanged plates right in front of Yu Shen and then continued eating intimately.

Yu Shen, sitting opposite him, looked at it with a pout and almost lost his appetite.

"Hey Lao Wang, can you two be a little more mindful of your behavior while you're eating? Eating is fine, but you're feeding each other."

Wang Yun retorted directly: "Single dog!"

Yu Shen: "..."

Hey!

I've been hit hard!

In another corner, Huo Wang also showed a hint of surprise when he saw the egg fried rice that was as white as jade.

Believe it or not, this was the first time he had ever seen fried rice with eggs in his seventies.

He then picked up a spoon, scooped up a small spoonful, and slowly put it into his mouth.

The first taste is of egg, very pure and rich, somewhat like the free-range eggs I ate in the countryside when I was a child. They were cracked into a hot iron pan, fried until the edges were golden brown, while the center was still runny. One bite and your mouth is filled with the aroma of egg oil.

Then there's the savory flavor of the meat, which is distinctly like a concentrated broth. It's not greasy at all; on the contrary, it becomes more and more fragrant the more you chew it.

Next comes the fragrance of bamboo leaf green tea. This fragrance arrives last, just after the aroma of eggs and meat has faded slightly. It's like a gentle breeze blowing from the back of the tongue, carrying a hint of sweetness, which neutralizes all the rich flavors from before.

For a fleeting moment, he even felt as if he were in a bamboo forest at dawn, which was particularly comfortable.

Amazing! Absolutely amazing!

After taking a bite, Huo Wang habitually turned the plate around, carefully gathered the rice grains in the plate with a spoon, and then scooped up another spoonful to continue eating.

This is an eating habit he developed many years ago.

Back then, my husband was still alive. Every time he finished cooking and put the food on the table, he would always use chopsticks or a spoon to gather the dishes towards the center of the plate to make it look neater.

My wife rolls her eyes and scolds me every time she sees this.

But he just chuckled and did it again the next time he ate; he just couldn't break the habit.

This habit has been maintained for decades.

Even after his wife passed away, when he ate alone, he would still subconsciously use his spoon to gather the rice towards the center of the plate.

It seemed that only in this way could he avoid eating the meal alone.

It seems that as soon as he finishes gathering, a familiar voice will appear across the table and say to him, "You'll just keep gathering and gathering, no matter how well you gather it, it will still end up in your stomach."