Shocking! The entire court was drooling with envy because of me.

"Are you out of your mind?"

The diner clutched his fried chicken tightly, staring at Shen Chengzong as if he were a fool.

"I paid fifty coins for this fried chicken, and you want to buy it for twenty? What are you dreaming of?!"

Fifty coins?!

Shen Chengzong's eyes widened: "What did you say? Fifty coins for such a small portion of fried chicken? How much does a whole chicken cost? Isn't this extortion? Are you all just going to let yourselves be ripped off?"

The diner rolled his eyes: "You're really sick in the head. Don't you dare slander Madam Shen. Her fried chicken is worth fifty coins! Get out of the way, don't block the way."

Shen Chengzong was even more shocked. It was one thing that the fried chicken was expensive, but the key was that so many customers were willing to pay for it.

If it were introduced to a restaurant and properly plated, it would definitely fetch a higher price.

"Here's what we'll do, sixty coins, give me this fried chicken you're holding."

"Not for sale. I've been queuing all morning, it's not for sale."

"Seventy coins!" Shen Chengzong gritted his teeth.

"Get out of here, do I look like someone who's short of money?"

"One hundred coins!!"

"Get out." The diner shoved Shen Chengzong aside and strode away.

Shen Chengzong was stunned on the spot, he really couldn't believe it. One hundred coins! He was not even willing to sell it to Shen Qing. Just how delicious was Shen Qing's fried chicken?

The rich, overpowering fragrance wafted to his nose, making him itch with desire, but the thought that it was Shen Qing's business made him somewhat annoyed.

This is absolutely infuriating!

"I'll buy your fried chicken for 100 coins." He gritted his teeth and grabbed another person.

He couldn't possibly give the money to Shen Qing!

"Not for sale."

"How about 100 coins for your fried chicken? Or 150 coins?"

"Get out of the way! Shen Niangzi's fried chicken is priceless!"

After asking around, no one was willing to sell.

Of course, if Shen Chengzong were more generous and offered one or two taels of silver, there would definitely be someone willing to sell.

Unfortunately, Shen Chengzong was stingy. Even though he inherited the Shen family's property, he was still a stingy person. One hundred and fifty coins was the highest price he could offer.

"Pah! Fine, don't sell it then! What good stuff do you have? Just you wait and see!"

With a flick of his sleeve, he went home, filled with anger and a bit of resentment at not getting his fried chicken.

Shen Qing's business was exceptionally smooth, even better than yesterday. Before long, all the fried chicken on her stall was sold out.

Customers who couldn't buy fried chicken all looked miserable.

"Madam Shen, could you prepare more fried chicken for tomorrow? We can't get any at all!"

"Yes, Madam Shen, for two days in a row, all I've been doing is smelling it."

"Whether it's sweet and spicy or fragrant and spicy, at least let me have a bite."

"..."

Shen Qing naturally wanted to get more, not only to earn more money, but also to complete the task and receive the reward sooner.

Unfortunately, there is a daily limit to the system's procurement.

"I'll try my best. If I have the chance, I'll marinate more tomorrow. Today, everyone can try some other food from the stalls."

This opportunity depends on whether the system will increase her daily purchase limit.

But upon hearing this, the diners' hopes were rekindled.

I need to come earlier tomorrow so I can have some fried chicken!

After explaining, Shen Qing quickly packed up his stall and pushed his cart home.

Life in ancient times was actually quite nice.

He set up a stall leisurely and quickly sold out. He made quite a bit of money today, selling all four hundred portions for a total of 20,000 coins. He also sold out of the soda and earned 150 coins.

The total was 21,500 cash, which is a little over 20 taels of silver. In ancient times, this was considered a high income.

We could take Shen's mother to buy some things.

......

Shen Chengzong stormed home.

"What's wrong? Why are you so angry?" Zhao asked, looking up at him.

Shen Chengzong couldn't explain why he was angry. Normally, it would be a good thing that Shen Qing's fried chicken was popular, because once they got the recipe, they could make a lot of money.

But he just felt uncomfortable, frustrated, and even a little annoyed that he hadn't gotten to eat the delicious fried chicken.

"And you know what? Shen Qing opened a fried chicken stand, it's always packed with people, and a serving only costs seven or eight yuan. Guess how much she sells it for?"

"Seven or eight pieces, at most ten coins. And what is this fried chicken? I've never heard of it before." Zhao said dismissively.

"Hmph." Shen Chengzong snorted coldly, "She's selling it for fifty coins!"

"What?! Fifty coins?!"

"Fifty coins, and all those people were in line."

Upon hearing this, Zhao's large eyes lit up instantly: "It must be the recipe that Old Man Shen left for her. If we could get it, wouldn't that be..."

"It's not that easy. What if Shen Qing refuses to admit it and doesn't give us the recipe? We'll have wasted our time. Besides, we've never seen old man Shen selling fried chicken in a restaurant before. Sigh, we can't let Shen Qing keep making money like this."

We need to find a way to make Shen Qing's business fail. If Shen Qing can't make money, he'll have to sell the recipe. We can then symbolically pay a few dollars and force Shen Qing to agree to the marriage proposal from Master Liu's family.

"You said Shen Qing sets up a stall, has she joined the trade?"

"Guild..." Shen Chengzong's eyes lit up.

In this dynasty, no matter what business you do, you have to join a guild. Those who sell food have to join the food guild, those who sell clothes have to join the clothing guild, and so on.

Joining the guild requires a lot of money. The membership fee alone can range from ten to several dozen taels of silver. Merchants also have to pay the guild a monthly fee based on their turnover. They even have to give gifts to the guild during festivals. The expenses for various activities organized by the guild also need to be shared by the merchants.

"With such high membership fees, I reckon Shen Qing is most likely not a member of the guild." A malicious smile crept across Zhao's lips.

Shen Chengzong smiled as well: "You're so clever, Madam. We can send some more gifts to the people in the guild, like this..."