Chapter 157

She seemed to understand.

But then again, she seemed not to.

Han Feng lowered his head to look at the fried rice on the table, picked up a spoon, and tasted a little.

The rice was soft yet chewy, with an excellent texture.

Combined with that stunning Jin Guang.

Overall, it was a wonderful dish.

If one really had to point out a flaw.

Aside from some clumsiness in technique,

That would probably be the emotion.

Han Feng remembered in the manga,

That big shot was so moved he shed tears after eating the golden egg fried rice.

Paired with the BGM boost, it was simply invincible.

Or like the magical mapo tofu given as a reward to Klee,

Eating it would lift one's mood.

"Could it be that the system's reward is just a simple cooking recipe?"

Han Feng thought to himself.

He wondered whether the cooking skills he had obtained could make people cry with emotion.

He could give it a try tomorrow at noon.

And tonight, Yingmei and the others who had tasted the egg fried rice,

Were the perfect candidates.

Seeing Sara looking a bit nervous, Han Feng shared his thoughts with her.

"Emotion?"

Sara scratched her head awkwardly.

Having read the manga, she naturally knew what Boss Han meant.

But knowing was useless.

Because she truly had no idea how to add that kind of emotion in.

Being able to make something like this already counted as her exceeding her usual performance.

"Don't worry, as the restaurant's signature dish, the current golden egg fried rice is already good enough."

Han Feng said with a reassuring smile.

"True."

Sara nodded, relieved.

"Egg fried rice that can make people cry? I really want to try it!"

Venti chuckled lightly.

If such a dish truly existed, it would surely be able to connect with the deepest memories of people, right?

That kind of culinary skill was definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"Hehe, Boss Han should be able to make such a dish, right?"

Little Paimon ran over to Han Feng with a grin and resumed pounding his shoulders.

Han Feng gave her a quick rub, Meiyouli Society, and instead asked Sara about the ingredients.

"Boss Han, you want those things too!"

Sara suddenly realized, then told him about the shop she had contacted.

"Then I'll go check that shop again tomorrow."

Han Feng nodded.

"Boss Han, leave the ingredients to me and Paimon, we'll definitely bring them over before noon tomorrow."

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At this moment, Yingmei suddenly spoke up.

"ε=(′ο｀*)))Huh?"

Paimon was stunned for a moment, "I don't want to... well, fine, I'll help too."

Seeing Yingmei's threatening gaze, little Paimon reluctantly complied.

"Alright, I'll leave it to you then, just come by noon tomorrow."

Since someone had volunteered to help, Han Feng naturally had no objections.

Anyway, cooking alone was the same as cooking with a group.

At most it was just a tiny bit more troublesome.

But in exchange, he got one shoulder-pounder, one ingredient-finder, and one who tried her best to bring in customers.

No matter how he thought about it, it wasn't a losing deal.

"Yay!"

Hearing that there was something delicious, Paimon's mood instantly lifted.

"Then I'll take my leave."

Since the matter of ingredients had been resolved, Han Feng prepared to head back.

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"Oh right, next time you can try using leftover rice, you might get some unexpected results."

Before leaving, Han Feng gave Sara a suggestion.

He recalled one of the methods for making fried rice from his previous life.

That was using overnight rice to stir-fry, which supposedly makes it more fragrant.

"Overnight rice?"

Sara looked thoughtful.

She had always used freshly cooked rice before.

But since it was Boss Han who said it, there must be a reason.

She'd try it tomorrow.

After leaving the Huntsman Restaurant and returning to the Jieyou Bookstore.

Han Feng had originally planned to rest right away, but suddenly thought of something.

That was renovating the comic shop.

Thinking of this, Han Feng asked the system.

"System, can the comic shop be renovated?"

"Yes!"

The system quickly replied.

"Then I want to renovate it like the comic shops from my previous life, but remove the unnecessary things, and also…"

Han Feng told the system his ideas.

"One renovation costs 5,000,000 Mora, permanent effect."

The system said.

"5,000,000 Mora…"

Although it's a bit much, nearly twice what Han Feng currently has.

But his current income is skyrocketing every day.

600,000 on the first day!

2,400,000 on the second day!

If nothing unexpected happens, it's estimated to exceed 3,000,000 by tomorrow.

By tomorrow night he can scrape together enough money for the renovation.

"Then I'll come back to renovate it tomorrow night."

Han Feng said silently to himself.

There's no rush for this moment.

After thinking it through, Han Feng freshened up and went straight to rest.