In the living room, Wang Heren was leisurely watching the news and sipping tea.

Seeing Wang Miao's reaction, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh helplessly.

"What's this girl up to now? She's so energetic, she's not like a girl at all!"

Wang Miao quickly opened her own double-door refrigerator, which was even taller than her.

It is filled with a dazzling array of top-quality ingredients from all over the world.

She rubbed her hands excitedly, picking and choosing, and took out Australian Wagyu beef, Spanish Iberian ham, French foie gras, and Sakura tuna belly...

"Hehe, the recipe Zhou Yang gave me is very simple and inexpensive, but if you change the ingredients... I'll try making this instant noodle feast today!"

Wang Miao excitedly raised his chin and began fiddling with the pots and pans.

The kitchen suddenly became lively.

She was busy and having a great time, slicing Wagyu beef into thin slices and grilling it with a blowtorch until it had an enticing caramelized aroma.

A little while later, the foie gras was cut into small pieces and pan-fried in butter until crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.

They even tossed a few plump matsutake mushrooms into the pot to make the broth even more delicious...

Wang Heren listened to the clattering sounds coming from the kitchen and became curious.

However, his daughter doesn't like others watching her cook, so he can only go and find out when she calls him.

...

Two hours later, the entire villa was enveloped in a rich aroma, an even more enticing scent than Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!

The aroma instantly whetted Wang Heren's appetite.

I simply can't stand this news anymore!

He swallowed hard, unable to sit still any longer, and followed the aroma all the way to the kitchen.

He carefully pried open the door, and Wang Heren was stunned by what he saw.

Eight uniquely shaped soup pots were lined up on the stove, bubbling and steaming inside, emitting enticing heat.

Each pot of soup base is different, red, yellow, white, green... a colorful and beautiful sight.

Meanwhile, his beloved daughter was holding a bucket of pickled cabbage and beef noodles, picking out a piece of beef from it and eating it with great relish!

"Well, you little brat! You've been eating alone behind your dad's back!"

Wang Heren pretended to be angry, walked quickly to the pots, stared intently at the eight pots, and grabbed a large bowl for himself.

"What are all these things? They smell strangely good..."

Without looking up, Wang Miao mumbled, "Instant noodles! There are eighty ways to eat them, I'll pick eight to try first!"

"Instant noodles?! You cooked instant noodles with all of this... all of these delicacies?!"

He pointed to the Wagyu beef, foie gras, and matsutake mushrooms that were barely visible in the pot, his heart aching with distress.

That spendthrift girl is really wasting a lot of talent!

Wang Miao finally swallowed the noodles in his mouth and let out a satisfied burp.

"Dad, don't underestimate this instant noodle. I bought this recipe for ten million!"

"What?!"

Wang Heren nearly smashed the bowl. "Ten million?! You spend ten million on an instant noodle recipe?! Have you lost your mind?!"

Wang Miao said with a grin, "Dad, this is your friend Zhou's recipe! You should try it! I guarantee you'll want more after you taste it! This money was absolutely well spent!"

Wang Heren swallowed hard and scooped a spoonful of soup from the nearest pot.

The broth is thick, golden in color, and has a rich milky aroma.

He blew on it gently and took a careful sip.

"Um?!"

Wang Heren's eyes lit up. This taste... amazing!

The rich, creamy flavor is infused with the sweetness of seafood and a hint of spiciness, creating a complex and unforgettable taste.

He couldn't resist taking another big gulp, nodding repeatedly, "Really good!"

"Young Master Zhou's prescriptions are so high-end?"

Wang Miao laughed smugly, "The recipe he gave only costs a few hundred yuan, but our five-star hotel serves at least tens of millions of yuan worth of goods. If a bowl of noodles doesn't cost five or eight hundred yuan or more, it's not classy!"

"This is an improvement on his recipe. Without compromising the taste, I used high-quality ingredients instead of ordinary ones. That way, the wealthy will buy it, and it will make me look good when I show it off!"

Wang Heren nodded upon hearing this.

He then tasted several other pots, each with a different flavor.

Whether it's spicy and savory, sweet and sour, or light and nourishing... he can't resist any of them!

"Delicious! So delicious!"

As Wang Heren ate, he exclaimed, "You really didn't waste money this time! This instant noodle business is more than enough to earn back ten million!"

...

A new day dawns, and the sun shines brightly.

Zhou Yang stretched and got out of bed.

I glanced at my phone; it was already 8 a.m. on Monday.

"Another week full of hope!"

At this moment, Zhou Yang's heart was filled with anticipation.

What will be the tasks this week?

Just then, a "ding" sounded in his mind.

"The in-store food connoisseur system has issued a new task!"

Zhou Yang's spirits lifted.

[This week's task: Go to Populus euphratica Square at 10:00 AM every day to sell fried pebbles.]

[The recipe "Secret Method for Frying Pebbles" has been released!]

[Task Reward: A random set of men's jewelry.]

"Stir-fry...stir-fry pebbles?!"

Zhou Yang frowned when he saw the mission details.

Immediately afterwards, a massive influx of information flooded into Zhou Yang's mind, including all sorts of knowledge, techniques, and recipes related to frying stones... all at once.

Zhou Yang rubbed his throbbing temples, pinched his nose, and looked utterly dejected.

Fried pebbles, also known as "suodiu," is a traditional snack with a long history in China.

To put it simply, it involves washing the pebbles clean, stir-frying them with various seasonings, and then spitting them out after sucking on the flavor of the stones.

This dish, to put it nicely, has a "unique flavor," but to put it bluntly, it's "a poor man's delight."

Aside from the taste of the seasoning, you can't taste anything else; it's purely for fun.

"This thing might sell well to young people who are looking for novelty, but what about the Populus euphratica Square area..."

Zhou Yang sighed, "That area is all old neighborhoods, mostly inhabited by elderly people. They might not be willing to spend money to buy this 'loneliness'..."

However, thinking about the Pagani he had just mentioned, and the amazing recipes produced by the system, Zhou Yang decided to give it a try.

"Maybe, this frying of pebbles can turn something rotten into something magical, just like instant noodles?"

He shook his head, clearing his mind of the jumbled thoughts, got up to wash, and prepared to go to the market to buy ingredients.

As soon as Zhou Yang stepped out the door, he was dumbfounded.

His flashy Pagani Huayra BC was surrounded by a crowd.

Men and women, young and old, all held up their phones and snapped away.

A man was stroking the car with a smug look on his face, as if he were touching piles of RMB or the delicate skin of a pretty girl, and he was smiling smugly.

Even worse, some people leaned against the front of the car, striking poses, pouting, making peace signs, and muttering to themselves.