The housekeeper cleaned the mud on the roast chicken, and as soon as he unfolded the lotus leaves, a strange fragrance wafted out.

The old lady was almost finished eating a chicken, and was desperately gnawing on the bone rack, when she suddenly smelled a strange fragrance, she suddenly became excited again, and put the chicken in her hand into the butler's hand: "Don't throw it, take it." ”

The old lady snatched the chicken from her son's hand and was about to start eating it again.

This frightened the old man, the old lady is old and weak, and she has already eaten a chicken at this time, and then she holds a chicken to eat, and she eats it badly, but how can she get it. He snatched the chicken back from the old lady's hand, but he didn't expect the old lady to cry when she looked at the chicken in her hand and flew away.

Cheng Liangxin was unhappy when he saw the eldest man and the old lady snatching chickens to eat, a pair of eyes that were not very godly, and at this time they stared darkly: "You old boy, what's the matter, aren't you known as the first filial son? How can you grab chickens and eat with the old mother!"

Seeing that someone was helping her, the old mother actually howled like a child, and muttered: "Chicken, chicken, eat chicken······"

The eldest man hugged the chicken, held it tightly, and was busy explaining: "It's not that I don't give it to my mother, it's that I'm afraid that she will eat too much and be uncomfortable." ”

Yu Feiyan stepped forward, snatched the chicken in the old man's arms, handed it to the old lady, and said, "It's okay, the chicken roasted by our little Momo can't be bad, and it's okay to eat 5 or 6." You can rest assured. ”

Yu Feiyan's little face was as bright as a peach blossom, and she counted in her heart that the first time she ate Mo Shanghua's roast chicken, she didn't hold back for a while, and it seemed that she had eaten 7 of them, and she was okay at all. Later, Mo Shanghua told her that the roast chicken was filled with special seasonings, and eating it would only be good for the body.

The old lady took the roast chicken, wiped her tears, and had a smiling face, she thought about it, and dug up a chicken leg to the eldest man: "Gluttony, it's a shame to grab the chicken from the old lady to eat." ”

The eldest man held the chicken leg that the old mother stuffed into his mouth helplessly. Suddenly, he felt that he had flown from the ground to the sky, and the crispy chicken, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, seemed to have turned into water when he put it in his mouth.

The aroma of the special seasoning creates a great sense of temptation, and in the blink of an eye, a chicken leg is eaten.

Only then did the old man understand why his mother was holding the roast chicken and crying like a child. If someone snatched the roast chicken from him now, he would definitely cry like a child.

"Butler, buy all the roast chicken that comes out of the oven, this roast chicken is so delicious. The eldest lord commanded, fortunately, only need to pay, money, the eldest lord is more.

The people next to him, seeing that the eldest man and his mother were fascinated by roast chicken like this, shook their heads, and said in their hearts, although these two people are dressed in fine clothes, they have never seen anything on the market, and the roast chicken is just delicious.

As if knowing everyone's thoughts, the twisted two goods cut out a roasted chicken from the lotus leaf, slice the meat a small piece, a small slice of it, and put it on a shallow basin for everyone to taste for free.

All kinds of mouths and faces, at this time, are rushing to taste for free, sliced roast chicken. In other words, if you don't eat white, you won't eat it, if you don't taste it, this is a roast chicken for ten dollars, and when you chat after you taste it, it's also a topic.

The two goods that are twisted are worthy of being very powerful masters in the business field, and each person has a small piece of roast chicken, and after eating it, it makes these people want to stop.

"It's over, how can there be such a delicious roast chicken in this world!"

"Oh my God, the roast chicken is so delicious that it can make people fly!"

"Roar, is this really a roast chicken?"

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For a while, the crowd of onlookers went crazy, they had never tasted such delicious food in their lives. Copper coins, ten, ten times, smashed on the table, as if it were not copper coins, but paper.

The two of them smiled proudly, Yu Feiyan smiled charmingly, they were busy delivering the goods while putting away the money, and the dozens of roast chickens that had just been baked were sold out.

In the sky above the vegetable market, the rich fragrance of chicken wafted, and the siege of the vegetable market became more and more powerful. The aroma drifted farther and farther away, and more and more people flocked to the vegetable market.

Mo smeared the seasoning, wrapped it in mud, and threw it into the mud pit for barbecue, while ordering with a cold face: "Second goods, only 100 chickens are sold today, and the remaining chickens are not allowed to be sold." ”

"Why don't you sell it, 10 copper coins a chicken, we have made a lot of money, why don't we sell it?" Yu Feiyan stopped doing it, pouting and unhappy. She didn't understand, shouldn't the beggars eat and drink, this little fool who spent money on Mo couldn't get along with money every time.

The twisted second cargo looked around, suddenly sensed something, nodded firmly, and comforted Yu Feiyan: "Today we only sell 100, and we will continue to sell tomorrow." ”

People who buy chickens with money heard that only 100 are sold, but they panicked, rich people, in front, they will not be too expensive, and they will snatch more than a dozen as soon as they come out. Those at the back of the queue are worried about whether they can buy it.

The second goods of the twisted bale were not screwed at all at this time, so Cheng conscience dismantled another chicken and slice it into a small piece, a small piece. The ancient artifact Ming Hong knife is used to slice chicken, although it is a knife used to kill chickens, but the chicken that comes out of the slices is evenly sliced and more delicious.

Those who lined up, those who did not queue, took turns to try the small slices and small slices of chicken in the two pots of twisting.

Soon, ninety chickens were sold, and there was no place to put the copper coins, so Yu Feiyan received them in a magic bag and stored them temporarily. After selling ten more, today's trade is over, looking at the busy figures of these people, Tang Zhencai's brows are getting tighter and tighter.

Mengmeng was beside Tang Zhencai, holding the roast chicken, eating happily. His current world office, except for roast chicken is roast chicken, Tang Zhencai is really worried about whether listening to the advice of a fool like Mengmeng will have an effect.

Tang Zhencai was on guard, worried that the people of the Gu Poison House would be mixed in with the crowd of chicken sellers. Just now he exchanged glances with the second cargo of the twisted ba, and the second cargo of the twisted person visited with his mental power, and there was no strange person here.

With the help of the owner of the chicken stall and several nearby stall owners, more and more barbecue stoves were buried in the ground, and more and more roast chickens were baked at one time.

Before the end of the day, a hundred roast chickens were sold, and the people who bought the roast chickens went home with the roast chickens one by one.

The crowd of onlookers did not decrease, but increased, and they thought that there were more than 200 chickens, and there was no reason to put them there and not sell them. And the roast chicken is so delicious, they are willing to wait, they can't buy it today, they will buy it tomorrow, they can't sell it tomorrow, and they will buy it the day after tomorrow. Anyway, such a delicious roast chicken, you have to buy a few and go back and give it to your family to taste.

The speed of roasting chicken in the back is getting faster and faster, because Boss Zhang and several people help bury more and more barbecue stoves. Just like this batch of roast chickens, there are 80 at a time. Mo Shanghua wrapped more than 100 raw chickens in seasonings and lotus leaves and waited for them to be put out of the oven.

Adding firewood to make a fire is the business of the mothers-in-law of those stall owners.

Yu Feiyan saw that there was no money to collect, so she held a fragrant roast chicken, sat next to Tang Zhencai, and ate it with Mengmeng. While not forgetting to tear off a big chicken leg and hand it to Tang Zhencai.

The aroma of roast chicken wafts through the air, making those who have not bought the chicken even more reluctant to leave like this, even if it is just here, smelling the smell of roast chicken in the air is intoxicating.

The 80 roast chickens in the back were baked at one time, and the crowd of onlookers took deep breaths one by one, their eyes wide open. The aroma of the oven is really enjoyable based on the experience of the previous times.

It's really interesting, people who can't buy chicken, even if they smell the strange aroma of roast chicken, it is a great enjoyment of life.

The two goods and Cheng conscience, one with a hard drill odd-shaped fork, the other with a Minghong knife, turned the soil up, and everyone waited for the magical moment of the roast chicken to come.

"Huh, where's the chicken?" the twisted second goods turned the hard drill odd-shaped fork back and forth in the soil, except for the mud, that is, the mud, where is there any trace of the roast chicken wrapped in lotus leaves?

In the furnace under the knife of Cheng Liangxin, it is the same, except that the soil is still dirt.

The roast chicken is gone, and the few fires waiting to be baked are empty.

"His grandmother's, where did the roasted chicken go? It disappeared under my nose!" Cheng Liangxin thrust Minghong knife into the ground and sat on the ground with an angry ass.

Mo Shanghua was concentrating, and she couldn't sense where her roast chicken went?

More than 80 roast chickens, before they were baked, disappeared under the ground, strange? It's incredible.

Tang Zhencai was not calm anymore, he knew that Mengmeng ordered this, there must be another deep meaning, but he couldn't guess that the ending would be like this?

Yu Feiyan snatched the chicken leg from Mengmeng's mouth, and stared at him with a pair of charming peach blossom eyes: "You must know where the roast chicken went?

Mengmeng squeaked, snatched back the chicken leg from Yu Feiyan's hand, showed a weird smile, and ate the meat by himself.

The twisted two goods sensed everywhere, and seemed to have gained, but they looked ignorant: "The roast chicken is gone, what should I do? There are more than 100 chickens, roast or not?"

"Roast! Each of us stared at a fire, carefully watching how the roast chicken disappeared!" Mo Shanghua's ice flower face, the first word he spit out was cold.

Tang Zhencai was not so depressed, he knew that the bizarre disappearance of these roast chickens was the clue: "Okay, I am guarding this roast chicken on the stove, and we will only roast 5 roasters this time." ”

Each oven can roast 15 chickens, and now there are a total of 7 ovens that can be roasted together, and for safety reasons, five people, each monitoring one oven.

At this time, the onlookers were talking about the orders, and the two goods who were twisted listened carefully and understood a little.

It turns out that in this place of Yongping Town, the yellow stewed chicken in the past was even more delicious, and the old man's family just now was the ancestor who made the yellow stewed chicken for generations. When this old lady was young, she didn't know where to get an ancient secret recipe for making braised chicken. So, overnight, their family's "Yongping Ji" Huang Yanji became the first in the town, and business was so good every day that it was bursting.

It's a pity that because of this, God gave them good luck and bad luck at the same time. One day, also from that day, as long as the yellow stewed chicken is ready, it will disappear before it is baked.