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

"Rice porridge?" Tuantuan tilted her head.

But Lin Fan smiled mysteriously: "This isn't ordinary porridge; you'll find out soon enough."

Now that we have the [Spiritual Qi Echoing Water Tribute Rice] that we grew ourselves in the spiritual field, we should naturally taste its most authentic and original flavor first.

Only the simplest white porridge can reveal the quality of the rice.

Lin Fan went into the kitchen and took out a small bowl of fresh rice.

Each grain of rice is plump and long, with a translucent milky white color, as if it were carved from the finest mutton fat jade. In the morning light, it even faintly shimmers with a layer of light.

When rinsing the rice, Lin Fan only rinsed it lightly once.

This rice is so clean, without a speck of dust. Washing it even once would be a waste of its spiritual energy.

Place the clay pot on the stove, bring it to a boil over high heat, then reduce to a simmer and cook slowly.

Only a dozen minutes had passed.

"Glug... Glug..."

As the lid of the clay pot bounced slightly from the steam, an indescribable aroma of rice began to spread freely throughout the spacious kitchen.

The flavor wasn't overpowering, but it had an extremely strong penetrating power.

It's like a gentle hand, lightly caressing one's olfactory nerves, stirring up the deepest, most primal desire in people's hearts for "food."

This fragrance carries the scent of sunshine, the aroma of earth, and an indescribable sweetness.

Tuantuan had just finished brushing her teeth when she came out, and the moment her little nose twitched, I was immediately captivated.

"Wow! Daddy! What are you cooking? It smells so good! It's like...like you've melted the clouds!"

"Little glutton, you have such a keen nose."

Lin Fan smiled, turned off the heat, and lifted the lid of the pot.

"Whoosh—"

Steam rises.

Inside the clay pot, the rice porridge had been cooked until it was thick and soft, with the rice grains fully opened up and blended with the water.

The most amazing thing is the thick, golden "rice oil" on the surface, which glistens enticingly under the light, like liquid gold.

Lin Fan served two bowls, without any side dishes, not even a grain of salt or a drop of oil.

"Here, have a taste."

The father and daughter sat facing each other.

Tuantuan couldn't wait to pick up the spoon, blow on it, and put it in her mouth.

"Slurp—"

next second.

The little girl's eyes widened instantly, as if she had discovered a new continent, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"Daddy! This rice is sweet!!"

"It's so smooth! It slid right down into my belly like jelly! And it feels so warm and cozy inside!"

Lin Fan also picked up his bowl and took a sip.

It has a soft texture and is smooth with rice oil.

The rich aroma of rice instantly filled my mouth, followed by a pure, natural sweetness that blossomed on my tongue.

This sweetness is not the sweetness of sugar, but the ultimate aftertaste that starch transforms under the nourishment of spiritual energy.

As the hot porridge entered my stomach, a faint yet clear flow of heat spread from my stomach to my limbs.

The slight fatigue from working late into the night farming last night vanished completely after finishing this bowl of porridge!

"It really has evolved..."

Lin Fan put down the bowl, his eyes gleaming.

Although the rice from the previous system was also top-grade, it lacked the "activity" and nourishing effect of rice grown in this family's spiritual field.

"Even plain congee is this amazing, if..."

Looking at the rice oil residue at the bottom of the bowl, Lin Fan's mind began to involuntarily deduce what had happened.

"If you use this kind of rice to make leftover rice, and then pair it with the system's top-quality free-range eggs to make the [Heartbreakingly Delicious Fried Rice]..."

The thought of that scene is terrifying.

The rice grains are chewy and the egg liquid is golden. Under the stimulation of intense heat, the spiritual energy is completely locked into every grain of rice.

One bite and you'd be instantly ascended to heaven, wouldn't you?

"Looks like we'll have to cut back on the sales of fried rice today."

Lin Fan's lips curled into a wicked smile.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid those diners will get so engrossed in eating that they'll gnaw on my plate."

If the previous system rice was the "ultimate among ordinary goods," then the current spirit field rice has already acquired a touch of "celestial aura."

A thought naturally came to mind:

Should we raise prices?

The current price for the "Heartbreakingly Delicious Fried Rice" is 50 yuan per serving.

During the days when it was a roadside stall, this price was criticized as "sky-high," but after the store opened, people gradually accepted this setting.

But now the raw materials have been upgraded!

This rice is imbued with spiritual energy! Eating it regularly can strengthen your body and prolong your life!

According to business logic, with both costs and quality increasing, doubling the price to 100 yuan or even 188 yuan per serving seems reasonable, right? After all, the health supplements sold next door aren't as effective as this bowl of porridge.

Lin Fan stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

But soon, he shook his head, a relieved smile appearing on his lips.

"Forget it, let's not raise the price."

the reason is simple.

First, 50 yuan for a serving of fried rice is already the ceiling in the price range that the average person is willing to pay.

If prices rise again, while the wealthy second generation may not care, it will shut out many ordinary diners who genuinely love good food but are short of money.

Secondly, his current goal is not only to make money, but also to gain prestige.

Offering an experience worth far more than 500 or even 5000 yuan for a price of 50 yuan—that's the ultimate "value for money."

When diners discover that they are getting better-tasting and healthier food for the same price, the sense of surprise and loyalty they feel is something that no amount of money can buy.

"Consider this a hidden perk for our loyal customers."

Lin Fan made up his mind.

"More for the same price – that's the mindset for long-term business success."

Having figured this out, Lin Fan felt refreshed and invigorated.

He glanced at the time; it was almost seven o'clock.

"Tuantuan, are you full?"

"I'm full! My tummy feels warm and cozy, so comfortable!" Tuantuan patted her round little belly, looking very satisfied.

"Let's go! Today, Daddy's taking you to 'blow the streets'!"

Lin Fan finished cleaning up the dishes, his eyes gleaming with confidence.

With this batch of spirit-grade ingredients, Phoenix Golden Street is destined to be swept up in another bloodbath by "Lin's Shop" today!

……

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Lin Fan drove his Wuling Hongguang van, loaded with a full load of ingredients, to Phoenix Golden Street.

As soon as we turned into the intersection.

At the entrance of "Lin's Shop", the queue had not only stretched to the intersection, but had turned a corner around Jin Street and extended to the adjacent commercial plaza!

There are at least five or six hundred people!

"The boss is here!!"

"Boss Lin! We need to sell a lot today! I've been here since 4 a.m.!"

"Boss, can you make it unlimited? These are so hard to get!"

The crowd erupted in cheers as Lin Fan got out of the car.

Lin Fan smiled as he walked through the crowd and opened the roller shutter.

He didn't rush in; instead, he first took down the little blackboard that countless people both loved and hated.

I picked up the chalk and erased yesterday's numbers.

Brush brush.

Several new numbers were written on it.

……