Upon hearing this, Jin Yuan looked up suspiciously, only to see his brother stride into the flying car, which roared away, leaving behind only a dazzling trail of light.

"What a joke?" he muttered to himself. "Didn't you say that the food outside contains violent energy? Why did you still make me buy it for us brothers? What's going on? Don't you think their minds are chaotic enough already?"

However, at this point, Jin Shuo seemed to remember something. His brother must have had his reasons for saying that. Could it be that...

He immediately got up and went to the medical station in his backyard to check if the violent energy in his mind had increased.

After receiving the test results, Jin Shuo suddenly realized what was going on and burst into laughter: "So that's how it is! I've made a fortune! I've made a fortune! I've made a huge fortune!" He planned to go and talk to Lin Yiran about ordering group meals as soon as it was light.

*

Just as dawn was breaking, Zhou Ye delivered the three housekeeping robots. To make them look nicer, they were painted and lubricated. Although they were pieced together from old parts, they worked very well, showing that he had put a lot of effort into them.

He put down the housekeeping robot and left. He didn't even eat when Lin Yiran invited him to stay for dinner. He just said "I have something to do" and left.

Lin Yiran felt that Zhou Ye was too cold-hearted and indifferent, but he was a good person. He just lived a lonely life. He was probably like her and didn't like to interact with many people, but he wouldn't reject people who were good to him.

It's just my personality; I'm used to being alone and enjoy it.

Being free and spontaneous is the best state for a person.

After seeing Zhou Ye off, she turned her head and saw Jin Shuo's ingratiating smile. He was all smiles, like the cat she had raised before the apocalypse, the kind that would make you want to pounce on him the next second.

"This guy is a bit noisy," Lin Yiran thought.

Then we went into the store together.

The shop wasn't open yet, the staff hadn't arrived, and Lin Yiran hadn't even washed up. She simply led Jin Shuo upstairs. Jin Shuo looked around nonchalantly.

"Your house is nicely decorated, quite cozy, but it's a bit small. Your bedroom isn't even as big as my bathroom."

Knowing he was simple-minded, Lin Yiran didn't argue with him and asked directly, "What are you doing here?"

Jin Shuo was about to answer when he pushed open the door to the second bedroom. The room was decorated entirely in sky blue, looking like a man's place. Sure enough, he exclaimed, "Wow, you have a man!"

Lin Yiran rolled her eyes at him: "What are you talking about?" Then she explained, "That's my brother. After his spiritual sea was injured, his brain shut down. Now he can only lie in bed, unconscious."

Jin Shuo understood; he had seen many people like this before. But driven by curiosity, he took two steps forward to look at the man's face. Lin Yiran didn't stop him, thinking that Jin Shuo knew many people and might know Sen Ran's true identity; he might even recognize him.

Of course, it would be good if you could recognize it.

Jin Shuo glanced at him and thought the man on the bed was quite handsome, but there was something strange about him that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

It seems... there's a very familiar feeling about it.

Lin Yiran raised her eyes: "What, do you know my brother?" This was a test.

Jin Shuo shook his head after looking at it: "I don't recognize him, but he seems a bit familiar. He looks a lot like a friend of mine, but that friend has red hair. I'm sure I don't remember anyone like him."

Lin Yiran put her mind at ease, washed up, and prepared to go downstairs to get some breakfast. Jin Shuo followed her downstairs.

Today's breakfast was stir-fried white radish, braised bok choy, and mutton and radish soup that had been simmering all night. It was cooked until soft, tender, and sweet, and I could drink it right after waking up this morning.

After serving breakfast to the two of them, Jin Shuo ate and drank his fill before explaining his purpose.

"Hey, do you want to make more money?"

Lin Yiran asked, "You want to partner with me? I'm sorry, I don't have that plan at the moment. I'll give you priority consideration once the shop grows bigger."

Jin Shuo nodded. "That works too, but are you interested in catering for groups right now?"

Lin Yiran looked up and asked, "Group meal?" It was as if a sudden realization had struck her; how come she hadn't thought of that?

“Yes, it’s a group meal,” Jin Shuo said excitedly. “You can make some home-style dishes or something, make a lot, and go buy a few insulated containers wholesale. Oh, or you don’t need insulated containers, disposable lunch boxes are fine too, since there’s a separate space in the Star Brain to keep things fresh.”

"Make several dishes, divide them into portions, and each lunchbox should feature a different cuisine. If we make a variety of dishes, we can sell them to the mercenaries. I believe many of them will be willing to buy them."

"It would be best to have a mix of meat and vegetables, that way it would sell better. We can sell it to the mercenaries who are about to go on missions, and they can take it to eat in the Forest of Hope, which will add some flavor to their ordinary diet."

"Besides, your skills are quite good, you're sure to become very popular, so you can earn more money to buy medicine for your brother, right?" He hadn't realized how hard Lin Yiran's life was before, but now that he did, he felt a little sorry for her. He genuinely wanted Lin Yiran to earn more money.

Lin Yiran thought about it for a moment and felt that his suggestion was really good. The team meal was actually a boxed lunch, with all the dishes packaged separately, including meat dishes, vegetable dishes, soup and staple food.

What kind of people are most numerous in the Ninth Galaxy?

Of course, they are mercenaries. Mercenaries make up about 60 percent of the population of the Ninth Star System.

This is a huge customer base.

Moreover, the price can be increased even more if sold to mercenaries.

However, I'm wondering how the system calculates popularity points when ordering group meals? Previously, popularity points were calculated based on the number of customers entering the store. If you only earn Star Coins but only have one popularity point, it's not worthwhile.

Besides, making boxed lunches is tiring; she might as well sell snacks.

At least she could earn more popularity points. Popularity points are what she values ​​most. Or she could open a restaurant and switch to a customer-ordering model, which would be more profitable than selling meals directly to mercenary groups!

Just then, the system spoke up, "Given that the host's idea for a team meal is good and feasible, the system rewards you with: popularity points will be calculated based on the number of servings sold! That is, you will receive popularity points for every serving sold! We hope the host will continue their efforts and build their own food brand as soon as possible."

Lin Yiran felt relieved.

"So what price do you think would be most appropriate?" Lin Yiran asked Jin Shuo. Her skewers were not expensive; vegetarian skewers were three for one star coin, meat skewers were one star coin each, and spicy hot pot was thirty star coins a bowl. Lemon water was free.

This boxed meal takes a lot of effort, so the price has to be set a bit higher.

Jin Shuo held up one finger, and Lin Yiran asked, "One hundred star coins?"

Then Jin Shuo shook his head: "No, your dishes should cost at least a thousand star coins! With meat and vegetables, and generous portions, you can easily sell them for a thousand star coins!"