I'm the Culinary God-Chapter 659 - 304 Yue Liyue: This stir-fry is truly delicious! Lin Ji’s regular customers are tempted [Subscribe please]

Chapter 659: Chapter 304 Yue Liyue: This stir-fry is truly delicious! Lin Ji’s regular customers are tempted [Subscribe please]

Hot and Sour Shredded Pork Stomach Soup? Isn’t this the perfect soup to pair with stir-fried noodles? The system is surprisingly thoughtful. After I bought the stir-fried noodle technique, it gave me a task for Shredded Pork Stomach Soup, making a complete set. This saves me the trouble of spending points to exchange for it. Has it become so considerate because I’ve been spending a lot lately?

As he was lost in thought, Shen Baobao, sitting opposite him, said, "Xu Bao, I want to trade in my F8. What car do you think I should switch to?"

Trade in? This question really stumped Lin Xu. The only time he’d casually change luxury cars like this was when playing Need for Speed. As for reality... a BMW X5 is already superb! He’d never imagined driving an X5 before; he would have been grateful just to afford an Audi Q5 after graduation.

"Why don’t you want to drive the F8 anymore?" Lin Xu asked. That red sports car, though a two-year-old model, has beautiful lines, and Shen Baobao looks quite stylish driving it. I don’t understand why she suddenly wants to change cars.

"The chassis is too low; I have to be extremely careful going over speed bumps. It’s such an eye-catcher too, making it inconvenient to park anywhere. Plus, the seats are uncomfortable. My back gets numb if I drive for too long."

Well... it seems she’s done with sports cars. In that case, the alternatives are obvious. She could switch to an SUV or a regular sedan; both are good choices.

"I was initially thinking of Ferrari’s new SUV, but deliveries don’t start until next year, and there’s a waiting list. I can’t be bothered with that kind of hunger marketing, so I gave up on it."

Hunger marketing really is annoying, Lin Xu thought. Unable to offer any good advice himself, he saw Yue Liyue and a few of his friends coming up the stairs and asked, "Yue Liyue, what’s a good car to buy these days?"

"I don’t know, man. I only know what cars *not* to buy."

"Oh?" Shen Baobao’s interest was piqued. "What car shouldn’t I buy? So I can steer clear."

"Li Auto! Peng Lei from New Pants warned everyone against buying Li Auto in a song years ago, but nobody believed him. Such a pity."

Lin Xu was momentarily stunned. I didn’t expect Peng Lei to be a prophet.

He asked curiously, "Which song was that? I’ll give it a listen."

"’People Without Ideals Don’t Get Sad’!"

Considering the recent outcry from Li Auto owners, that song title does seem remarkably fitting, Lin Xu mused.

After the banter, Yue Liyue asked, "What’s your budget? Buying a car depends on the budget. I can’t give any advice without one."

Shen Baobao spread her hands and showed him five fingers. "As long as it’s under five million, it’s fine. I’m planning to trade in my Ferrari."

Yue Liyue was speechless. Perfect, new material for my dreams tonight! Trading in a Ferrari for a car under five million—that’s a dream that would definitely be something else. I can’t offer any constructive suggestions. Instead, I just feel like this couple is getting more and more outrageous, not only with their public displays of affection but now flaunting their wealth too!

Lin Xu scrolled through his phone and said, "How about a grand coupé? It offers the comfort of a sedan and the performance of a sports car. Take this Bentley Continental, for example. It seems to fit your requirements quite well."

Other luxury cars are often over five meters long, but this one is only four point eight meters. While that might seem like a mere twenty-centimeter difference, parking is much easier in a city like Beijing where every inch of space is precious. It’s genuinely tough to find a decent parking spot for a car over five meters long. All those scrapes on his father-in-law’s Bentley—weren’t most of them from parking?

"Hmm... this car is really pretty. I’ll look into it."

Shen Baobao’s idea of ’looking into it’ simply meant checking out the exterior and interior. She didn’t understand things like wheelbase, torque, power, or performance, nor did she care. She’d place an order based purely on the car’s looks.

While the couple was discussing this, Yue Liyue chimed in again, "I saw someone on the forum mention a new main dish launching tomorrow. They were being all secretive about the name. What is it? Claypot Rice?"

We don’t have enough of those ’little clay pots’ to make Claypot Rice for everyone yet... Lin Xu thought, then said with a smile, "You’ll have to wait a bit longer for Claypot Rice. This time, we’re launching a stir-fried noodle dish from my hometown. Would you all like to try some? If you do, I’ll go to the kitchen and make it now."

Within three days, I not only have to sell a thousand servings of stir-fried noodles, but three hundred customers also need to eat it twice in a row. That’s quite a challenge. Most importantly, the timer on the mission page started ticking the moment I received the task. To avoid failing, I need to start selling the stir-fried noodles immediately.

"Stir-fried noodles? Like the ones you two are eating? One for each of us, please!" Yue Liyue exclaimed. Since it’s a new main dish they’re about to launch, it must be good. This is a perfect chance to try it before the rest of the online crowd gets to. Regular customers like us deserve a few perks, after all.

Lin Xu had almost finished his meal. He ate the last garlic clove, took a couple more bites of his stir-fried noodles, then picked up his bowl of Egg Soup, sipping it as he headed to the kitchen.

After Lin Xu left, Shen Baobao, still mulling over the car exchange, took out her phone and posted a question on a Q&A website: "Thinking of getting a Bentley Continental. Can any current owners share their real-world driving experiences?"

As soon as she posted it, replies from supposed Continental owners started flooding in. Many even included photos of their "beloved cars." 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

At first, Shen Baobao read the replies earnestly, but she soon realized something was off. The number of people claiming to be owners already exceeded the Bentley Continental’s total annual sales in the country, and more "owners" were still chiming in constantly... At this rate, it was probably only a matter of time before the number of respondents surpassed the total production of all Bentley models combined.