Shen Lu couldn’t get into the Upper City District right now. As for the Lower City District, it seemed Gold Street was the best option.
After all, the people who came here had higher spending power and could actually afford to buy things.
However, storefronts on Gold Street were always in high demand, with no vacancies. She hadn’t asked about the price, but she estimated it would be quite high.
But Gold Street was also very chaotic.
Shen Lu had to consider her own safety.
Besides, she didn’t really want to do business at night. It would be best to sell out of all her ingredients during the day.
’Oh well, I’ll just take it one step at a time.’
Shen Lu rubbed her brow and silently initiated the lottery draw.
[Congratulations, Host! You have drawn the prize from Blind Box #309: One large, multi-function electric rice cooker.]
[Large Multi-Function Electric Rice Cooker: Far larger than standard models, it integrates steaming, boiling, baking, and stewing. One pot, multiple uses, giving consumers real value for their money!]
Shen Lu beamed.
She had said it before: the System was her best partner, an expert at providing a pillow just when she was getting sleepy.
It must have known she needed an electric rice cooker and happily sent one right over.
Shen Lu took out the electric rice cooker. Whoa—she’d underestimated its size and nearly lost her grip.
It was definitely far larger than standard models—a whole size bigger and much deeper than the ones she’d seen at construction sites.
’This thing is a treasure!’
Fried rice was best with day-old rice, of course. But in her free time, she could also make braised dishes, stewed rice, and a variety of other meals in the rice cooker.
Shen Lu remembered the Advanced secret recipe for braised dishes. Unfortunately, the last two ingredients weren’t available in the System Mall. Otherwise, she’d be dying to try it. ’What makes it so Advanced, anyway? Would it taste better than my own recipe?’
Shen Lu redeemed five jin of rice and an appropriate amount of water. This rice was pre-washed, so she could just put it directly into the rice cooker and add water.
She placed the rice cooker in the corner farthest from the bed, lest the aroma of cooking rice disturb her sleep.
It was a good thing she had an air purifier. Otherwise, no matter how far away she put it, she’d be smelling the fragrant rice all night long.
Shen Lu stretched and, as usual, lay down beside Fu Cheng.
"Time to change your dressing tomorrow," she rambled on, a familiar habit. "By the way, should we buy a set of sheets and a duvet cover? Or a mattress? When I went to buy the air purifier the other day, I passed by a furniture store and saw a mattress that cost over ten thousand Star Coins. So expensive."
"It’s not that I can’t afford it, but it’s just too much."
"I can live with sleeping on a metal slab. Maybe we should just get a set of sheets and a duvet cover to make do for now."
"Once we move somewhere new, then..."
Before long, Shen Lu’s voice grew quieter and quieter, until it faded into the soft sounds of her breathing as she fell asleep.
Fu Cheng listened quietly, silently answering Shen Lu’s questions in his mind.
’A set of sheets and a duvet cover would be fine. I don’t need them, but Shen Lu’s a girl. Sleeping on a cold metal slab every day is too chilly. Even if the weather isn’t cold, it’s bad for her health.’
Fu Cheng’s left hand suddenly twitched, his little finger hooking around one of Shen Lu’s.
The soft, warm feeling was deeply satisfying to Fu Cheng. His consciousness sank, and he drifted into a deep sleep.
After a full night’s sleep, Shen Lu woke to find something was amiss.
Lifting her right hand, she saw... huh? ’How did I end up holding Fu Cheng’s hand?’
’What in the world!’
’I’m usually such a still sleeper!’
Shen Lu quickly let go, feeling a little guilty.
She got out of bed as quietly as possible, washed up, and went to check on the rice cooker.
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