Food: My food truck can be upgraded indefinitely.

Chapter 14: Day 1 of the Chef's Food Truck begins!

"Here it comes~"

Ling Yun took a deep breath, held the plate steadily with both hands, and confidently served the steak.

Compared to the previous recipe, he made two improvements, the first being the way the butter was poured.

The original method of heating large chunks of food has been completely changed.

According to the system description.

Lingyun placed an iron plate at an angle on the hot plate and put a large piece of butter in it to melt slowly. After the butter turned into a golden liquid and fine bubbles appeared on the surface, he picked up a spoon and patiently poured it onto the surface of the steak, spoonful by spoonful.

Each spoonful of hot oil drop creates a sizzling sound, and the aroma of meat explodes in layers amidst the splashing oil, as if the meat itself is singing.

Secondly, there's the timing of adding the sauce.

The recipes provided by the system are written in a very mysterious way.

As the heat levels decrease and the steak transitions from exhalation to inhalation...

Lingyun roughly understands that when the heat has dissipated, the last bit of fat shrinks back into the gaps. At this point, if you pour on the sauce, the sauce will be absorbed into the steak, achieving the flavor that would normally take tens of minutes to develop, and even better.

It is precisely because of this effect.

Only then can one experience the three flavors of the sauce while chewing.

only……

This timing is difficult to grasp.

He was confident in his ability to control the heat, but he wasn't sure he could find the right moment.

this point.

This will likely become a significant factor affecting the taste in the future.

fortunately.

This score surpasses the previous one and has officially reached a god-level rating.

Ling Yun had just put down the plate.

The rich aroma wafted over, like an invisible hand gripping Li Yi's stomach.

Already feeling incredibly hungry, he pulled out his own set of cutlery from his breast pocket, cut off a piece without a word, and began to eat with great relish.

Just a few seconds.

Ling Yun then saw Li Yi's pupils dilate, his gaze becoming unfocused and dreamy, clearly indicating that he had also entered the illusion of the divine dish.

Lingyun knew very well the exquisite taste of this steak.

But the fact that it could directly induce hallucinations still baffled him.

Is it because the spices here are too strong?

Or are human senses just too sensitive?

Or... is there something wrong with this world?

"That's great!"

Li Yi let out a heavy sigh, wiped the fine sweat that had appeared on his forehead with a tissue, and smiled like a child who had received candy, his face full of satisfaction.

Immediately afterwards, his expression turned to one of nostalgia:

"Chef Ling, you're amazing! I haven't tasted such delicious food in a long time. I knew you would be great in the future, but I didn't expect it to happen so soon. You're so talented, so amazing, and you're still so young!"

He paused, his voice lowering slightly:

"If my father were still alive, he would be happier to eat this meal today and know that Jiangzhou has produced another great chef than to see me!"

He raised his hand and pointed at Ling Yun:

"I'll give you an address later. Drive the food truck there at 6 p.m. tomorrow. Order ten servings of this dish. I'll arrange for someone to deliver the ingredients separately tomorrow morning. You'll have to prepare everything else in advance."

He gave Ling Yun a deep look, and his tone suddenly became serious:

"Chef Ling."

"After tomorrow, you'll be a well-known figure in this city."

Ling Yun didn't understand what he meant, but she could sense the seriousness in his words.

He nodded vigorously:

"Don't worry, I promise I'll be there on time tomorrow!"

The Tiger Head food truck can be driven like a normal vehicle after refueling, but it cannot be driven too fast, otherwise the food in the kitchen will be damaged.

"OK."

Li Yi knew that Ling Yun was always reliable in his work, so he didn't ask any further questions.

He stood there, frowning as he thought about it carefully several times. Only after confirming that he hadn't missed anything did he pick up his car keys and turn to leave.

After taking two steps, he suddenly stopped and turned around:

"By the way, what price are you planning to set for this dish?"

price?

Ling Yun blinked, somewhat dazed.

Things happened so suddenly that he hadn't really had time to think about it.

As he was mentally calculating costs and pricing, he suddenly heard the system speak in his mind:

"Suggested retail price: 2666 yuan!"

"2666 yuan!"

Ling Yun didn't think much and blurted out the price.

"knew!"

Li Yi waved his hand, turned around and walked away while looking down at his phone.

A few seconds passed.

Lingyun received a bank card notification that she had received a transfer of 27,000 yuan.

He was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

Reverse rounding down to zero, Brother Li is really generous.

He stared at the five-figure income on the screen, and couldn't help but grin from ear to ear.

If I were to sell them at the night market myself, I don't know how long it would take to sell them for that amount.

If the profit is calculated at 10,000.

That's equivalent to selling over 760 servings of ordinary street-side steak.

Overjoyed,

He quickly calculated in his mind and soon realized something was wrong:

Based on 300 grams, the price of beef would be at most 1,300 yuan. If you pair it with good pasta and add spices, an extra 50 yuan would be enough.

"System, isn't your pricing a bit too high?"

System: "Not high. Based on the price of 200 grams of beef, the cost is less than 1100. The gross profit margin of high-priced dishes should be at least 50%. 2666 is because it is auspicious."

Good guy.

Ling Yun felt a sense of unease.

Your system is quite adaptable to local customs, even using Geely's pricing model, which is very user-friendly.

System: "Host, don't feel guilty. In a certain island country, a chef works for decades and is called an immortal. That's an insult to chefs. A chef at the level of a culinary god can't retire after ten years and has to keep making money. He might as well die."

Ling Yun scratched his head.

I feel like I've been dragged into the pressure by the system.

Can you achieve financial freedom in ten years?

But I only have one divine dish right now!

System: "Host, don't forget, upgrading the food truck will also grant you superpowers!"

correct.

Ling Yun's eyes lit up.

With the system's help, I'm sure I can succeed.

He clenched his fist, his knuckles turning white, and said in a low voice:

"You're right. I used to feel like I didn't have anyone to rely on, so I was always too cautious in everything I did."

Ling Yun clenched his fist:

"With this skill, I can be more confident and bolder."

On my way home, the night grew deeper.

The streetlights cast a long shadow over him.

Ling Yun sent Li He a message, asking her to come and film tomorrow morning. She also sent a message to the spice shop owner, asking him to keep an eye on the spices needed for tomorrow.

He ordered a lot.

Yes, you can enjoy door-to-door delivery service.

That's it.

Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of anticipation that the outcome would be revealed tomorrow.

Excited, Lingyun couldn't sleep after returning home. She got up and cleaned for two hours, mopping the living room until you could see your reflection in it. She also washed and hung all the clothes to dry. After tidying everything up, she finally fell asleep, exhausted.

He woke up early the next day as well.

He has to go grocery shopping every morning, so he always gets up early.

Jingjie has already left. There's a note under the teacup on the table praising him for cleaning so thoroughly last night and saying that drinks were bought for the fridge, so feel free to take them.

After washing up and getting ready, Ling Yun grabbed a bottle of iced tea from the refrigerator and went out.

The morning breeze was cool, carrying the aroma of street food stalls.

He sat down at the small shop next door and ordered a Jiangxi-style mixed rice noodle dish and a bowl of egg soup for breakfast.

Jiangxi's mixed rice noodles and noodles have gradually spread in the past two years with the development of Jiangxi's tourism industry. The taste is okay, but the profit is too thin. It is suitable for family-run shops. It would be a losing proposition to develop it yourself.

Thinking and thinking.

Ling Yun found it a little funny.

I haven't even made any money yet, and I'm already complaining about low-priced dishes. Yesterday's income of 27,000 yuan has really made me arrogant.

He picked up the clay pot of soup and took a sip. The hot broth slid down his throat, bringing him a feeling of complete satisfaction.

He said to himself:

Happy days will come soon!

But we still have to take it one step at a time!

Ling Yun gave himself a pep talk, then lowered his head and began to eat his breakfast seriously.

Today is destined to be a busy day; he must eat his fill.

"Hey, you're eating so heartily!"

Li He had quietly appeared behind him without him noticing, her ponytail swaying gently in the morning breeze.

She bent down and hung a small filming device around Lingyun's neck, pressed the power button, and the red light came on.

Then she raised the phone stabilizer, pointed the phone's camera at Lingyun, and called out with a grin:

"The first day of the Chef's Food Truck has begun!"