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The night passed in tranquility, and Lin slept soundly. In his dreams, he envisioned cooking a dish called "Turtle Soup" and even gave it a powerful name: "Torrent."
When he woke up the next morning, Lin stretched lazily and mumbled, "Torrent... Torrent... That's a good name. It flows like the rivers and seas, surging through the veins; calling it Torrent is quite fitting..."
Thus, the name for the Turtle Soup he planned to make was set: "Torrent."
Lin was quite casual about naming his dishes. For instance, "Cool Summer Noodles" was a name that had merely flashed through his mind before he decided to use it for a dish.
Even what should have been the centerpiece, Herbal Cuisine, received a casual name from him.
A dream had given him a good title.
As the light gradually brightened, the summer sun rose early. It was just past five o'clock, and the eastern sky was already tinged with dawn. A beam of sunlight streamed through the window, slowly moving to illuminate Lin's cheek.
"Mm..."
The warm sunlight was more effective than an alarm clock. Lin immediately raised his hand, squinting as he looked outside. Seeing that it was bright, he wasted no time; rubbing his eyes, he got out of bed.
Lazing around was not something Lin ever did; it was a habit formed during his time in the orphanage—he never slept in or lingered in bed.
After a quick wash-up, Lin's face was completely free of any lingering sleepiness. He opened the window and took a deep breath, inhaling the fresh morning air.
The old street had its charm; amidst the smog of the steel jungle, it offered unique greenery and allowed him to breathe in air that smelled like it belonged to centuries past, reminiscent of Earth.
"The plan for the day begins in the morning; it seems I need to..."
Breathing in the fresh air and basking in the warm morning light, Lin felt great. Just as he was about to think of something, he was startled.
"Brother! Good morning!"
Suddenly, Fatty popped out from under Lin's window, his chubby face adorned with an excited smile, bloodshot eyes, and dark circles surrounding them.
"What the heck!"
Lin was startled, shivering at the sight of Fatty's dew-covered round face. His forehead immediately filled with black lines; what was this idiot Fatty up to?
...
After letting Fatty in, he immediately flopped onto the old sofa in Lin's house with a loud creak, sounding as if a leg had broken!
But Fatty didn't care. His eyes squinted as he whispered, "Brother, when will our stuff arrive? I couldn't sleep all night because I was so excited! My High-Energy Ion Scattering Device! My treasure..."
Fatty looked incredibly thrilled, babbling incessantly and even spouting some overly sweet nothings, but the object of his affection was his High-Energy Ion Scatterer.
Lin Ye could tell that Fatty was genuinely excited; he probably hadn't slept much last night. Looking at the dew on his head, it seemed he had started waiting under the window long before. And those dark circles only confirmed that he hadn't rested well.
"It arrived last night; I've already signed for it!"
Lin Xin quickly thought on his feet and told a little lie. Although he didn't know when Fatty had come, it couldn't have been in the middle of the night, right?
"Really? Brother! Hurry up and show it to me!"
Fatty rolled off the sofa in a hurry, his mung bean-like eyes sparkling with excitement, making Lin Zhi shake his head.
"Just wait; I'll get it for you..."
Pretending to walk into the bedroom, Lin casually found a cardboard box and placed everything that Fatty had exchanged into it.
These items are not large; they can be easily held with both hands in a cardboard box. Besides those items, Lin also exchanged for another item, which he placed in the box.
【Growth Catalyst (Dosage)】
【Price: 800 | Each】
【Introduction: A synthetic drug from an advanced technological civilization, suitable for warriors below Thirty Levels. After consumption, it will significantly increase the growth rate of physical training for a period of time (thirty).】
This type of drug is a common stimulant, frequently used by warriors below Thirty Levels. However, ordinary warriors typically use drugs costing around several hundred thousand; such a Growth Catalyst worth millions is quite rare.
Although Lin is not very familiar with this kind of item, he believes that the System would not arbitrarily raise the Price. This drug must have its own Special qualities.
Selling for millions would allow him to afford a Willow Leaf Turtle. He estimates that a Willow Leaf Turtle costs at least seven million and could go up to over ten million, and even then, it might not be available for purchase.
This item is at a point where it has value but is hard to find on the market; few people bother to catch them because even if they do, they might not be able to sell them. Although the Willow Leaf Turtle is extremely positive in nature, it is difficult to use in medicine. Only those who enjoy gourmet food would buy it just to taste.
……
Holding the box, Lin walked out of the bedroom. Fatty had been waiting impatiently and immediately rushed to Lin's side, snatching the cardboard box into his arms. His eyes squinted with delight as he looked at the contents of the box, grinning from ear to ear and praising it endlessly.
Fatty eagerly examined his new toy while Lin Ye couldn't afford to be idle. He calculated that the soup was already ready; if he delayed any longer, it might overcook.
"Hey, you keep an eye on this. I'm still cooking in the kitchen; let me check..."
"Go ahead! Go ahead!"
Fatty didn't even turn his head back, holding the High-Energy Particle Emitter and continuously exploring it as if he were an antique collector mesmerized by a rare artifact.
Lin Ye had no time to pay attention to Fatty Chen. He quickly walked into the kitchen.
The stove in the kitchen was still burning with flames, the thin flames no larger than a finger, just enough to make the soup in the Clay Pot simmer slowly.
It was a gentle simmer.
Lin put on gloves and lifted the lid of the Clay Pot, immediately releasing a fragrant aroma of chicken soup mixed with herbs that filled the entire kitchen.
The herbal scent was not overpowering; intertwined with the aroma of the chicken soup, it was a light fragrance that warmed Lin's body as he inhaled it, quickening his blood flow.
Compared to the unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine, this aroma was nothing short of miraculous! The herbs were surprisingly sweet, acting like spices! Truly remarkable!
"Mm, not bad, just right."
Savoring the fragrance, Lin nodded and took a ladle from the side. He stirred the chicken soup slightly, causing the whole Hen to break apart in the broth, separating meat from bone, with all its essence settling into the soup.
This made Lin even more satisfied. He then picked up an Iron Pot from the side, placed it on the stove, ignited it, and added Clear Water. The fire began to boil.
While waiting for the water in the pot to heat up, Lin turned off the fire under the chicken soup and went to soak Japonica Rice. After soaking overnight and cooling down, the Japonica Rice was quickly ready.
"Glug glug."
The water in the pot had boiled. Lin swiftly took a strainer and placed it over the Clay Pot, perfectly sealing its opening.
With one hand holding the Clay Pot and the strainer tightly in place, he tilted it to pour.
"Whoosh..."
The intoxicating aroma spread freely as the rich chicken broth poured into the Clear Water. The milky white soup gradually blended in, creating a beautiful scene in the water, like flowers blooming.
At that moment, Lin's expression became serious as he continuously counted numbers in his mouth, "1... 4..." as if calculating something.
When he counted to "60," his eyes suddenly widened, and his wrist holding the Clay Pot shook violently, spilling the last bit of broth into the Clear Water.
"Bang!"
With a light sound, Lin moved quickly; as soon as the Clay Pot was set down, he had a wooden lid in his hand, which he placed on top of the Iron Pot.
A true delicacy should be timed to the second. Lin's control over time was extremely precise, relying on silent counting.
"Ah..."
Taking a relaxed breath, Lin's body loosened up. Next, he only needed to wait for the final step—adding the rice. There was still some time to spare during this period.
After taking a couple of breaths, Lin turned back to feel the Japonica Rice. He pressed it slightly, and the Japonica Rice easily fluffed up, perfectly soft.
"Mm, the Japonica Rice is ready; just waiting for the steam..."
Lin murmured to himself as he drained the water from the Japonica Rice and turned to focus on the Iron Pot behind him. There was already a bubbling sound coming from under the wooden lid, indicating that it had started boiling. However, Lin was not in a hurry; he was waiting...
Lin waited for the first wisp of steam to escape from under the wooden lid and rise into the air; that would be the best moment to add the rice.
This pot was quite unique; it could no longer be found in the Great Star Sea Era. The Black Iron Pot was custom-made by Lin, with a wooden lid crafted from planks about palm-width apart. There were half-centimeter gaps between the planks, which Lin had specially designed.
All these items were ordered online by Lin yesterday afternoon, including that Hen.
In this age of advanced technology, the Virtual Network encompassed all purchasing avenues. Even if you wanted to buy a spaceship, as long as you had the money, it would definitely be delivered to your doorstep within half an hour!
Through various experiments, Lin found that only this type of pot could produce the most perfect porridge. That's why he chose this rare pot and wooden lid from the Era of Earth.
However, this type of pot had one drawback: it required a large quantity of ingredients; otherwise, it would not meet Lin Xin's standard of "the best."
A large pot of porridge like this cannot be finished by Lin and Fatty alone; it requires more than ten people to consume it.
However, these considerations were not on Lin's mind. Once the delicious food was prepared, he had no doubt that customers would come. Lin was never worried about whether anyone would eat what he made.
As time passed slowly, a wisp of white steam finally began to seep through the gaps in the wooden lid, like a mischievous child peeking out curiously.
"Now's the time!"
At that moment, Lin's eyes sparkled with excitement as he swiftly lifted the wooden lid!
"Boom!"
The steam had gathered into a cloud, rushing toward him, creating an ethereal atmosphere that felt almost otherworldly.
Lin paid no mind to the spectacle; his movements were incredibly quick. A bowl of Japonica Rice was poured into the soup, and with a flick of his wrist, as if performing magic, the bowl vanished from his hand, replaced by a ladle that he stirred into the pot several times!
Three counterclockwise turns, three clockwise turns, then he retrieved the ladle and covered the pot.
With fluid motions, as soon as the lid was placed on top, the steam had not yet dissipated; the wind created by the lid blowing down sent the steam swirling in all directions.
The white mist danced around him, and Lin's slightly longer hair fluttered in the air. His handsome face appeared somewhat ethereal...
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