Chapter 8 The Fried Rice Business



"Your skills are amazing! You could be a master chef!" Yunyin praised sincerely.

Her words caught Liu Yihang's eye.

Yeah, why not go back to your old profession?

I just happened to get the recipe for fried rice with eggs. With such delicious fried rice, I'm sure I'll make money.

It's much better than doing manual labor.

Liu Yihang suddenly understood.

"System task issued: A life without a career is incomplete. Earn 10,000 yuan within a month."

Task Reward: A set of body-strengthening boxing techniques.

Dog system, earning 10,000 a month? This isn't the future. The purchasing power of 10,000 yuan is immense now. It's rare to find a household with 10,000 yuan in a whole village.

However, this boxing style is quite interesting. He needs it right now; his body needs exercise to become stronger.

After saying goodbye to Yunyin, he rode his bike directly to the second-hand market in the old street.

I spent two hundred yuan to get a whole set of second-hand equipment.

A used tricycle, a gas stove, a gas cylinder, and several pots and pans.

The owner of the car in front of this vehicle also runs a small street vendor business, but business was bad so he decided to quit.

These items are sold together for only a little over two hundred, it's such a great deal.

He simply tied his bicycle to the tricycle and hauled the entire load back to the construction site.

Immediately afterwards, he rode his bicycle back to Lushui Town, mainly to give a statement at the Public Security Bureau and to inquire about the situation.

After giving his statement, the officers told him that a man named Liu San had turned himself in the previous night.

He claimed that he was deceived by Liu Xiangqian and helped Liu Xiangqian stall Liu Yihang's family.

And he accepted a bribe of two hundred yuan from them.

This shows that this was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but a long-planned scheme. However, Liu Xiangqian insisted in the interrogation room that everything was his own idea and had nothing to do with anyone else.

The case is now basically settled.

Liu Yihang didn't force it, and he wouldn't let Liu Wenbin off the hook either. It was only a matter of time, so he let him run wild for a few more days.

The most urgent task now is to make money.

Although he received a bonus of 8,000 yuan, which solved his immediate problem, it was far from enough for him.

He wanted to take his parents to live in Tianzhou City, leave Qingshan Village, and escape Ge Cuihua's mental control.

Tianzhou City is the capital of China. Although housing prices are not high now, he still can't afford to buy a house there.

And then there's Yunyin. Her family must be very well-off. If he wants to have the ability to have an equal dialogue with her, he has to work hard.

Let's start by selling boxed lunches.

Liu Yihang bought several hundred kilograms of rice, several dozen kilograms of soybean oil, several hundred eggs, side dishes and seasonings for fried rice, as well as packaging boxes and disposable chopsticks and other tools.

They were all crammed into the tiny space.

He had considered it; the construction site was quite large, and there were many migrant workers there.

Let's test the waters in this area first.

His parents definitely wouldn't agree to him quitting his job to sell boxed lunches with him anytime soon.

We'll have to wait until he achieves some results before we talk about it.

If we're going to sell boxed meals, we definitely can't live in the workers' sheds anymore.

He found a private house near the construction site that was listed for rent.

I only rented one small single room. The conditions were basic, but it was very cheap, only five yuan a month.

The tricycle can be parked in the yard.

After making all the arrangements, he rode his bike back to the construction site.

My parents haven't gotten off work yet.

Liu Yihang lit the stove and started cooking.

Thinking of the delicious egg fried rice he hadn't yet tasted for lunch, he started steaming the rice and began preparing the side dishes, planning to show off his skills that evening and give his parents more confidence in his business.

The rice had just been steamed when the workers gradually returned home from get off work.

"Hanghang, you're back?" Lin Guihua looked at her son with surprise and joy.

"Mom, go wash up and get ready first, then call Uncle over for dinner too. I'll show you a special dish today."

“Okay, try my son’s cooking.”

Lin Guihua didn't have high hopes for his cooking skills; she just habitually praised her son.

Liu Xiangdong laughed and said, "Let me and your mother have a ready-made meal today too."

After getting used to it at noon, Liu Yihang became even more adept at making this egg fried rice.

Soon, a delicious aroma of food filled the vicinity of the work shed.

Everyone couldn't help but sniff.

Who cooks food that smells so good?

"I'm starving! The more I smell it, the hungrier I get."

When everyone realized that the aroma of the food was coming from Liu Yihang's pot.

They all praised it.

"A college student, cooking?"

"A top student is a top student. Not only do they excel in their studies, but their cooking is also better than other people's."

"What did you make? Fried rice with egg?" Good heavens, the fried rice with egg smells even better than meat.

The aroma whetted people's appetites, and some of the workers with a sweet tooth went to the stalls near the entrance to have some extra food.

Liu Yihang took the last portion of fried rice out of the pan.

Lin Dazhi happened to arrive as well.

"Uncle, I rarely cook, so please try it. It's just simple fried rice with eggs, please don't mind."

"What are you talking about? I wouldn't complain. It smells wonderful." Lin Dazhi sat down on the simple stool.

The aroma was so enticing that everyone's appetite was instantly whetted.

After taking the first bite, everyone was pleasantly surprised; it was delicious.

What followed was a burst of intense inhalation, a truly dazzling experience.

In less than ten minutes, the four of them finished their plates. The bowls were so clean that they didn't need washing anymore; not a single grain of rice could be seen.

The group looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Dazhi scratched his head awkwardly, "Haha, Hanghang's fried rice is so delicious."

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