Nan Haochen has been following Zhan Siyu for so long, and he's finally starting to make something of himself. Nan Xiangwan felt quite gratified.

“Work hard with your brother-in-law. When the community project succeeds, we and our children will live happier and more fulfilling lives!” Nan Xiangwan said.

Nan Haochen nodded, and just then the new dishes were ready. The group gathered around the table and ate with great enjoyment.

"This is dry-pot sea bass. The method is relatively simple, but the ingredients are quite particular. Try it and see if you can tell the difference in taste!"

Nan Xiangwan pushed the plate of dry-pot sea bass in front of Nan Haochen; it used to be their favorite dish.

Nan Haochen looked at the dish with great excitement; he hadn't eaten it for several years.

Every time he thinks of the dry-pot sea bass dish, it brings back many fond memories of the time before the apocalypse.

He was very excited. He picked up his utensils, scooped up a mouthful, and carefully ate the dish.

"How does it taste?" Ye Chaoqun and Ouyang Qian both looked at him.

Nan Haochen said helplessly, "You guys eat too, why are you just watching me eat?"

"What do you think of the dishes my sister makes? I really can't think of any other words to describe them besides delicious and tasty. Everyone should try them!"

Nan Haochen smiled silently, his heart filled with happiness and joy.

He suddenly remembered something and said, "Sis, how about I go out and pack up all these dishes for my brother-in-law?"

Unexpectedly, this kid was thinking of packing some food for Zhan Siyu while he was eating, and Nan Xiangwan nodded in agreement.

"You're quite thoughtful, kid!" Nan Xiangwan said with a smile.

Nan Haochen scratched his head. Zhan Siyu usually took good care of him. How could he not think about his brother-in-law when such a good thing happened?

Nan Xiangwan had actually had this idea for a while, just like the pile of leftovers in Ouyang Qian's refrigerator, which was somewhat wasteful.

Moreover, he tries to create new dishes every day, and he has hundreds of recipes to finalize before the food court officially opens.

So basically, I cook at least twelve dishes every day, which leads to a lot of leftovers.

"How about this, I'll set aside a large portion of the food each day, and you can make a trip every day to take all of it to the research institute. They definitely don't get enough nutrients from their regular supplements, is that alright?"

Nan Xiangwan wanted Nan Haochen to make a trip every day, at least to bring all the vegetables to the Academy of Sciences.

Nan Haochen smiled. How could he possibly refuse?

"That's great! We can't eat that much anyway. We can try new dishes every day without getting too full!"

“It’s not like we’re ignoring it anymore. Life has stabilized, and we don’t need to overeat every little bit of food we see…”

As Nan Haochen spoke, he sighed. Back when they were in the post-apocalyptic environment, he had seen many people who would eat whatever they could find, and some even ate themselves to death.

Because the environment was so harsh at the time, and there was no guarantee of another meal, people naturally wanted to store as much food as possible.

However, the human body has a limit to its storage capacity, and you should never eat too much food in a day, otherwise it will be dangerous.

Nan Xiangwan also recalled the tragic scene at that time and sighed silently.

"Yes, life is much more stable now, but we still need to pay attention to a balanced diet with a mix of meat and vegetables!"

"While nutritional supplements can provide a one-stop solution, they also take away a lot of the joys of life. Alright then, prepare a large box every day and bring some over to all the scientists at the Academy of Sciences!"

"Let them give us feedback on our dishes; it'll be good publicity for the food court!"

This method is truly killing three birds with one stone.

Ouyang Qian and Ye Chaoqun both thought Nan Xiangwan's method was quite clever, as it would at least attract a group of customers in advance.

Moreover, the atmosphere at the research institute is quite tense right now because of the destruction of the laboratory. Being able to use food to bridge the gap between people is a good thing.

Nan Xiangwan is currently resting at home preparing for childbirth, so there are definitely many things she can't help Zhan Siyu with. She can only make arrangements for him in these areas.

He still had eight dishes to cook, plus some leftovers from yesterday, which filled more than half the box.

"This box has an insulation system. That's one of the advantages of Rose Star. It has many technologies that we've never seen before, which makes life very convenient!"

"It's just because these incubators weren't very effective before, since the nutrient solutions didn't need to be kept warm!"

"But we need to keep the food warm, and that's where these insulated boxes come in handy!"

Ouyang Qian got an incubator from Ye Chaoqun. She originally intended to have them store some baby supplies, since babies are very fragile and it's best to keep things warm after birth.

But to my surprise, when Nan Xiangwan saw the insulated box, the first thing she thought of was protecting the temperature of the food.

This is normal, though. Planet Blue also has many such tools, all designed to help preserve food.

Ye Chaoqun probably never expected that mosquito coils could have such an effect. However, after trying the warm food, he thought of a business opportunity.

"Qianqian, Sister Nan, actually I've had this idea for a while, but I don't know if it will work..."

"I want to mass-produce these insulated boxes and sell them at a low price to food stall owners like you. Do you think that would be profitable?"

Ye Chaoqun's idea is quite good. After all, this kind of insulated box technology is worthless on Rose Star, and making individual boxes only requires a very low cost.

Moreover, since he was doing business with Nanxiangwan, and the food court belonged to Nanxiangwan, he could only earn a small amount of labor costs and price differences.

Nan Xiangwan already had this idea, but the two of them hit it off immediately.

"That's wonderful! It's decided then!"

"Chaoqun, I'll work with you to design the specifications and style of the insulated box later. Could I get a 10% cut of the profits from you then?" Nan Xiangwan said half-jokingly.

But Nan Xiangwan's words were not just a joke. They were short of money, not only because they owed the Ye family money, but also because they needed money to prepare for the various arrangements for the food court.

Therefore, Ye Chaoqun planned to arrange for the mass production of insulated boxes, and Nan Xiangwan naturally wanted to get a share of the pie as well. Although the money was not much, it was better than nothing.