Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

Li Ming brushed the pot skillfully and responded with a smile: "I've been a little busy at work recently, so I don't have time to go out every day. Uncle Liu, what would you like to eat today?"

The middle-aged man with slightly thinning hair in front of him can be regarded as his regular customer. When he set up the stall a few days ago, this man would come on time every evening.

"Here are three portions of braised fried rice, plus six braised chicken drumsticks, pack them for me." Liu Hansheng said, licking his lips unconsciously.

"Okay, just wait a moment, it will be ready soon." Li Ming responded enthusiastically, and the movements in his hands became more and more agile.

Liu Hansheng did not leave, but stood there, watching Li Ming skillfully prepare the ingredients, and asked curiously: "Young man, your braised fried rice is particularly delicious. You must have some unique secret."

"Well, there is indeed a unique formula." Li Ming admitted frankly, and added, "I spent a lot of money to buy it."

The secret recipe for this marinade came from the Super Computing Center and cost him 6 survival points. Its value cannot be measured in real-world currency.

"Let me tell you, the taste of this braised fried rice is really extraordinary. The grains are distinct, the texture is elastic, and the more you chew, the more delicious it becomes." Liu Hansheng's face was filled with satisfaction.

A comfortable smile appeared on Li Ming's face, "You can eat as long as you like."

While the two were chatting, the crowd in front of the stall gradually gathered, forming a small crowd.

Although Li Ming has not been setting up the stall for a long time, the deliciousness of his braised fried rice has spread around the neighborhood and caused quite a stir.

"Boss, please order a braised fried rice, add two chicken drumsticks, and add more marinade!"

"I also want a piece of braised fried rice and a piece of ham, thank you boss!"

“Two portions of braised fried rice are packed, don’t add chopped green onions!”

"..."

There is an endless stream of customers coming to place orders, and it is very lively.

"Wait a moment, there are a lot of people, it will take some time." Li Ming said as he turned on the special gas stove.

In an instant, a fierce light blue flame roared out, sweeping over with a scorching heat wave.

"Why is the fire so fierce? What kind of fuel was used?" Someone whispered curiously.

"It's really not like ordinary liquefied gas." Another person echoed, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Look at this light blue flame, it feels a bit like natural gas." Someone else interjected next to him.

Li Ming placed the wok steadily on the flames, with a mysterious smile on his face, but he didn't say much.

He didn't dare say that it was burning hydrogen, lest he scare away the guests.

Due to the extremely fierce firepower and Li Ming's skillful and fast stir-frying movements, portions of steaming, shiny braised fried rice were quickly produced.

Yun Shan quickly packaged the food and then pushed it to the small window in front for customers to take it easily.

"It takes more than ten years of practice to master the skill of shaking a spoon." A man commented calmly in front of the glass window.

The person next to him sneered when he heard this and said disapprovingly: "Don't talk nonsense. Look how old the boss is. He is not even twenty years old. He has been practicing spooning since he was born, right?"

Only then did the man from before notice Li Ming's young face, his expression froze, and he touched his nose in embarrassment.

As night falls, the crowd in front of the eye-catching white dining truck continues to surge, more and more diners gather, and the scene is extremely lively.

When other stall owners setting up stalls in the night market saw this lively scene, their faces showed complex expressions, some were envious, some were jealous, some sighed...

The only thing that gave them some comfort was that this guy was the type who spent three days fishing and two days drying nets, and he didn't go out often.

In just two hours, Li Ming and Yun Shan cooperated tacitly and successfully sold nearly 300 portions of braised fried rice. The efficiency is really amazing.

However, the crowd in front of the dining car did not decrease because of this, but remained bustling and endless.

Yun Shan looked at Li Ming, who was immersed in cooking, and his concentration was moving.

But deep down she was still confused.

As a super human with almost the ability to destroy planetary civilization, why would he come to the night market to do such a meaningless thing.

Suddenly, a group of men in black appeared in front of the dining car. They quickly and orderly separated the crowded crowd, forming a passage leading to the dining car.

Li Ming noticed something strange in front of him, but he did not stop shaking the spoon in his hand. He just raised his head and glanced slightly.

At this glance, what came into view was a delicate and familiar face.

After pouring the newly cooked braised fried rice into the lunch box, he said, "Miss, you have to queue up to order."

Bai Tongmeng smiled sweetly and said in a sweet voice: "Boss, I'm not here to eat. Are you still recruiting people here? I'm here to apply."

"Working?" Li Ming said in a long voice with a troubled expression on his face, "I don't have any wages here."

"I don't want wages, I just want to accumulate some work experience." Bai Tongmeng blinked.

Li Ming glanced at Yun Shan next to him and saw her listless look, so he said, "Yun Shan, someone to help you is here."

When Yun Shan heard this, she immediately perked up. She turned around quickly and opened the door of the dining car quickly.

With the addition of Bai Tongmeng, the work of packing lunch boxes for the two of them was obviously much easier.

Li Ming noticed that Bai Tongmeng's movements were not unfamiliar, and could even be said to be quite skilled.

Of course he didn't believe that a young lady would usually do such a thing. She had obviously practiced it in advance.

As the man in black left, the car window was once again crowded with people.

Among the crowds, a burly young man stood out. He held the hand of a thin young man tightly, and the two of them pushed forward.

After some twists and turns, they finally squeezed to the window.

The tall young man took a deep breath and shouted in a loud voice: "Boss, two portions of braised fried rice!"

Hearing this familiar voice, Li Mingdian's movements froze slightly.

He looked up at the glass window, and through the bustling crowd, two familiar faces came into view.

"Ambition? A Bin?"

He didn't expect that the visitors turned out to be two friends from their student days.

Wang Dazhi and Wen Bin were obviously more surprised than him, their eyes full of disbelief and doubt.

However, when they noticed Bai Tongmeng who was skillfully packing lunch boxes at the side, their minds became even more confused and they were completely unable to understand the scene in front of them.

After a while, Wang Dazhi said blankly: "Old Li, are you... are you playing house?"

Wen Bin was also confused, looking at the scene in front of him, completely confused.

If it was just Li Ming setting up a stall, he might still be able to find an excuse, but now even Bai Tongmeng is here.

The Bai Group is now at its peak and has not gone bankrupt.

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PS: I finally finished two chapters and got the perfect attendance award, oh yeah!