Chen Mo saw the three snacks Zhou Hu chose, thinking that this guy was definitely not ordinary.

The three snacks were: Linglong Barbecue, Wolf-toothed Potatoes, and pancake!

The so-called Linglong Barbecue are small pork skewers, eight mao per skewer.

Wolf-toothed Potatoes are a Sichuan snack. The potatoes are cut into wave-like strips using special tools, fried, and then seasoned with a unique Sichuan seasoning method, making them soft and dense, with a spicy, sour, and sweet taste.

No need to say more about the pancake.

Chen Mo took a breath and, based on the recipe analyzed just now from the food truck, decided that he couldn't use the whole pancake. He peeled off the outer crepe, "You can eat this directly; it's not suitable for frying."

Inside, there were crispy rice crackers, some small pickles, and Weilong spicy strips.

This was a modified version of pancake, quite different from the authentic Tianjin one.

Seeing Chen Mo about to start frying rice, the customers in line behind him became curious, as this type of fried rice was indeed rare.

Cooking whatever the customer wants sounds random, but it's truly considerate of the customers!

As for the few massage parlor owners, their "queue with food" strategy went bankrupt after being attacked by the bridgehead customers. They could only stand pitifully next to the queue watching.

The female technicians each took one portion and left, not even thinking about going back to their customers.

The key issue was that no customers wanted to go to their massage parlor anymore!

So they all sat at the small tables by the roadside, starting to eat their late-night snacks.

"I thought I could clock in more hours today thanks to Little Boss's fast food, but now it's come to this..." Xiao Na sighed, "But this pork offal congee really is delicious!"

"It is what it is. No big deal. Eating is a blessing, let's fill up first!"

"When in doubt, eat first, and everything will be fine!"

The technicians agreed, gazing curiously towards the food truck as they ate by the roadside.

Earlier, when they lined up to buy, Chen Mo's side only had egg dumplings and pork offal congee, not even spicy chicken cubes.

Now the spicy chicken cubes were also sold out, and they were frying rice.

"If it were me, I'd get an octopus ball fried rice, it must be delicious~"

"No way, I think a crawfish fried rice would be perfect. Just thinking about it is wonderful."

"When I was in line earlier, I heard this little boss say everything could be stir-fried. Later, I'll buy a fruit salad to give him and let him make me a fruit fried rice, hmph!"

The female technicians chatted and laughed, all very interested in this seemingly random fried rice.

Meanwhile, Zhou Hu was eating the outer layer of the pancake, not finding it tasty.

He couldn't help it; the filling had been given to Chen Mo for frying rice.

Chen Mo pulled down a handful of Linglong Barbecue, and the barbecue master did a good job. The fat was grilled to a succulent sizzle, and the lean meat, though small, didn't look dry at all, turning into a half-bowl of perfectly cooked little meat pieces.

Depending on the different ingredients chosen by customers, different cooking scenarios appeared in Chen Mo's mind. Perhaps due to his increasing proficiency, he even started seeing text explanations in addition to the scenarios!

"This feature is nice!" Chen Mo thought to himself.

Through these days of food-truck business, he discovered that mastering the principles of some ingredients makes the cooking quite simple—like learning math; once you understand a concept, you can solve similar problems easily.

Mere memorization of formulas is useless.

Following the system's guidance, Chen Mo quickly added a piece of pure white lard into the frying pan, even more than the amount usually used for fried rice.

[The Wolf-toothed Potatoes are soft and dense, requiring slightly more oil to cook. Though it seems like frying, it's actually deep frying.]

The oil was heated to sixty percent, and the Wolf-toothed Potatoes were all poured into the frying pan.

The Wolf-toothed Potatoes were pre-seasoned and had a strong flavor, so Chen Mo didn't add any condiments during this step, controlling even the oil temperature to be fairly low.

Otherwise, the cumin powder and chili powder on the potatoes would easily burn.

Since it was cooked food, Chen Mo only stir-fried it for a minute. The potato strips visibly started to turn golden and, you could vaguely feel that the surface was no longer soft, looking a bit stiff.

Chen Mo then poured the half-bowl of meat into the pan all at once!

As the meat pieces collided with the lard, the fusion of barbecue and Sichuan flavors seemed to create a magical chemical reaction at that moment.

"Damn, why does it smell like stir-fried pork?" Zhou Hu looked at the savory and colorful dish in the pan, "No, it also has a bit of a cumin barbecue smell, this!"

He was bewildered.

Chen Mo was too busy to chat with him. He not only needed to watch the images and explanations in his mind but also keep an eye on the progress bar's light sphere in front of him, making him extremely busy.

The meat pieces were already perfectly grilled, only needing to fuse with the potatoes' flavor for a bit longer. Stir-frying them for too long would cause the loss of water content, making them chewy.

Chen Mo shook his neck, his cervical spine clicking, saw the light sphere reach the flash point, and quickly poured a portion of Rice Bowl Zhang's fried rice into the pan.

"Boss, why does fried rice have to be made with leftover rice?" Standing, Zhou Hu felt bored, the aroma wafting into his nose, causing his stomach to gurgle, trying to distract himself from the hunger through casual talk.

After pouring in the rice, Chen Mo first pressed the clumped rice with a spoon and then slowly stir-fried it, not too busy at this moment.

Coincidentally, the image in his mind was explaining this very question, which Chen Mo was carefully watching earlier.

Catching the opportunity, Chen Mo responded, "You know, when rice is still raw, its main component is starch. The glucose molecules in the starch form micellar structures through hydrogen bonds. Adding water and heating breaks up these structures, and then..."

Zhou Hu, when asking the question, was full of interest.

But as Zhou Hu listened, his thirst for knowledge gradually faded, his bewildered expression growing larger.

Meanwhile, Chen Mo continued explaining, even finding the system's microscopic approach to explaining ingredient characteristics quite interesting.

As he stirred the rice while talking about the principle of using leftover rice, Chen Mo didn't notice the bridgehead's initially noisy atmosphere growing gradually quiet with his explanation!

Uncle Liu, frying sausages, Brother Squid grilling squids, Rice Bowl Zhang busy packing rice.

And...

Thirty or forty scantily clad female technicians.

No matter how delicious the midnight snack was, upon hearing Chen Mo's words, everyone bewilderedly put down their chopsticks, turning their heads to look at the dimly lit figure.

He was flipping the pan with one hand, stir-frying with the other, yet speaking incomprehensibly complex knowledge.

Among the crowd, Dunzi glanced at his vibrating phone—it was a group chat.

[XT5 Owner AA Building Materials Wholesale: What's everyone doing today? Why is no one talking?]

Dunzi looked up at the food truck, then back down to type.

"Can you believe it if I said I'm on Central Avenue listening to a fast-food seller lecture a group of over forty female technicians about some highly profound biology class?"

[Madman: I can vouch for this, what Dunzi said is true, I'm also on-site.]

[Old Zhao: I can vouch too, but I'm attending the lecture with my wife; it's got nothing to do with the female technicians.]

[CT6 Dandan: I can vouch too…]

Building Materials Wholesale Brother seemed to have grasped the situation somewhat.

[XT5 Owner AA Building Materials Wholesale: Holy crap, amazing! They don't study English anymore, now it's biology? Which country hires teachers like this?!]

The gathered car owners collectively chose silence; no one knew how to explain it.

Meanwhile, as the final light sphere accurately aligned with the flash point,

Chen Mo exhaled deeply, turned off the fire, put on clean disposable gloves, and grabbed the rice crackers taken from the pancake.

"Crunch, crunch~"

The rice crackers were crumbled into tiny pieces in Chen Mo's hands, evenly scattered over the fried rice.

Chen Mo scooped the fried rice into a bowl and served it to the customer.

"Thus, the starch can toggle between alpha and beta forms, making the overnight rice the best choice for fried rice."

"Hmm... got it now, right?"

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