My system has a field

Chapter 50 Free Tasting First

"It's really stupid. I happened to have a client who wanted authentic native chicken, so I bought it from you at a high price. If you don't buy it, it's fine. I think it's hard to sell one at your price." The man with a cigarette said.

"So what if you can sell it?" Kuang Dejun asked back.

"If you sell one, I'll eat all the chicken feathers," said the other party unconvinced.

It seems that everyone has taken a fancy to the feathers of these native chickens, and they always say they want to eat them.

When Kuang Defu heard that someone was willing to pay 30 yuan a catty for all the chickens, he made a wink to signal Kuang Dejun to agree quickly, but Kuang Dejun was unmoved.

Seeing that he didn't let go, several people left his booth to look for other targets.

"These are chicken dealers." Wu Jia leaned over and told them.

"The chicken dealer said he wanted all 30 yuan. The price is already very high. How can he make money? Could it be that he set a price of 50 yuan a catty with others." Kuang Defu expressed his puzzlement.

"You don't understand this. Your chicken is four catties, but after passing through the chicken dealer's hand, it becomes five catties. How did it change? Fill the chicken's mouth with food. Some are not food, and some are filled with iron sand." Wu Jia took a glance, and a few chicken vendors in the distance who kept asking the price whispered to the two of Kuang Dejun.

Kuang Dejun saw a few stalls away, a village wife filled a coop with seven or eight native chickens, and the chicken dealer with the cigarette butt in his mouth, he had cut the price with her for a long time, 15 yuan a catty. Top up under the coop.After counting the amount and giving the money, passing by the Kuangde Army stall, he deliberately stopped and asked, "Is it for sale?"

Kuang Dejun firmly said: "Not for sale!"

The village wife who sells local chickens behind her is still muttering: "Why are the eight chickens only 16 catties? I have weighed them at home, and each chicken weighs at least 2 and a half catties."

The fat chicken vendor wearing glasses also received two cages of more than ten native chickens. Passing by Kuangdejun’s stall, he proudly said to him: “Look, the quality of this native chicken is no worse than yours, and it costs 15 yuan and [-] pounds. How about it, I'll give you twenty, take all of it, will you sell it?"

This time even Kuang Defu said nothing: "Just now the boss said that he would not sell it for 30 yuan a catty, but would sell it to you for 20 yuan a catty. You are an idiot."

After a while, Kuang Dejun saw the chicken dealers going back and forth just now, and started yelling and selling at the fixed stall: "Authentic forest chicken, cheap sale, 20 yuan a catty!"

The sounds of hawking came and went, and customers began to enter the market.The fixed stalls are obviously more popular, while the temporary stalls are a bit deserted.

"How about I yell a few times too?" Kuang Defu saw a few chicken vendors in fixed stalls starting to sell specials, and he couldn't sit still.

"If you want to yell, you can yell, but even if you yell, you can't get up to the level of others." Kuang Dejun said.

Seeing that the small stove was already on fire, he poured clean boiling water into the casserole, put the chopped local chicken on it, dripped a little peanut oil, sprinkled some salt, didn't even put ginger and spring onion, picked two straw mushrooms, Wash it and stew it with chicken.

After a few minutes, a strong aroma of local chicken began to slowly waft out of the pot.The fragrance is mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, and the fragrance is like magic, attacking the nerves of all customers in the market.

"Hey, this local chicken fragrance is really tempting, where did it come from?"

"I've never smelled such an impressive chicken smell. Following the smell, I'm going to find..."

The focus is all on the intersection stalls of the temporary stalls, where chicken stewed with straw mushroom soup is being boiled in a casserole.

"It's free to taste. If you think the local chicken is good, you can buy some. If you don't like it, don't force it!"

"Taste it for free, a small bowl for each person, try something new, the native chicken raised in fairy spring water is the only one in the world. Welcome to taste it!"

Two young men stood in front of the booth and yelled. Behind them were dozens of chickens and several baskets of huge fresh straw mushrooms.

The chickens in those chicken coops are all healthy and strong, with smooth and shiny feathers. The big roosters raised their necks and clucked... the sound was so loud that the whole market could hear it.
"The vitality of these native chickens is really not ordinary." Several chicken vendors with fixed stalls who came to see the native chickens in the early morning murmured in their hearts: "The situation is not fast, this kid will come to cook fresh Selling now, it seems that the focus will be taken away by him, if the dozens of native chickens that I have force-fed iron sand cannot be sold today, they will all turn into dead chickens tomorrow, wouldn’t it be a disaster.”

Several customers who were about to buy local chicken in front of their stall were also attracted by the wafting smell of local chicken. Following the scent, they found a chicken stall surrounded by crowds in the temporary stall area.

"Take your time, each person can taste a little for free, the quantity is limited, don't be crowded," Kuang Dejun took a small spoonful of chicken soup with native chicken from the pot, poured it into a plastic bowl, and picked up some fresh straw mushrooms , Pass it to customers who come to try it out.

"It's a bit hot, drink it slowly!" Kuang Defu was also helping.

Customers are attracted by the strong aroma from every corner of the market. What would such a clear chicken soup taste like, and what would it feel like to eat it in your mouth.

Someone took a sip and screamed in surprise: "Wow, there is such a delicious local chicken in the world, wow, it's really delicious." He took the chicken and straw mushrooms in the plastic bowl into his mouth, chewed a few Chew, the teeth are fragrant, and the aftertaste is endless.

"I want to drink another bowl!" Someone roared in his heart.

But there are still many people queuing in front, and there is not much chicken soup left in the pot.

Kuang Dejun said: "I will give you a free tasting, just to let everyone know the quality of the local chicken raised in our Lingquan water. If you want your family to taste this delicious food, you can buy a live chicken and cook it yourself. Add any seasoning, just oil, salt and water. If you don’t believe me, you can ask the big brothers and sisters next door to see if I’m lying.”

The Wujia couple next door, who were plucking chicken feathers, also ordered a small bowl of chicken soup from Kuang Dejun to taste, regardless of the unfinished work at hand.He hurriedly picked the biggest rooster and let the Kuangde army weigh it.

"Boss Wu, eight catties and one tael, it doesn't count if you give one tael to you, 400 yuan, for the sake of our business next door, and the first one to take care of my business, let's forget about eating chicken feathers you said before. Haha !” Kuang Dejun said: “But the chicken stewed with straw mushrooms tastes more delicious.”

Wu Jia asked for another pound of straw mushrooms and paid 450 yuan to Kuang Dejun.He concluded that the chickens brought by the young people would not be enough to buy later, so he bought one first.

Sure enough, customers who have tasted native chicken are eager to try it.

"Boss, bring me one, no, two, plus five catties of straw mushrooms."

"Boss, I want that hen and two catties of straw mushrooms."

"I want the one with the biggest comb, three catties of straw mushrooms."

"I want two cocks..."

"I want three catties of straw mushrooms..."

Kuang Dejun and the two began to be busy.

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