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

At this moment, there are already many vendors at the Ping'an County morning market, selling steamed buns, wontons, pancakes, and vegetables.

There were all sorts of things, and it looked quite lively.

Shen Qing pushed the cart and searched for a long time before finally finding an empty spot at the very back of the morning market.

The location wasn't great, but Shen Qing was very confident in his skills.

She stopped the cart and unloaded the stove, iron pot, and other utensils one by one.

I set up the stove and poured a pot of oil in advance to heat it slowly, just in case the guests arrived and I had to wait.

"What are you selling all this oil for?" a passerby couldn't help but ask.

Most of the stalls in Ping'an County are small businesses and can't afford to use so much oil, so people around Shen Qing's stall cast curious glances at him.

"Crispy fried chicken," Shen Qing replied.

"Fried chicken."

After asking the question, the man turned around and went to a nearby shop to buy two large meat buns.

Why eat fried chicken so early in the morning? Besides, it's oily and chickeny, it must be expensive.

Then, several more people came, but they all just asked a few questions without actually intending to buy anything, and none of them even asked the price.

Everyone shared the same thought.

First of all, why eat fried chicken so early in the morning? Isn't it too greasy?

Secondly, nine times out of ten, it's not cheap.

Thirdly, she's a young girl who clearly hasn't run a stall much, so the food might be expensive and unpalatable.

Shen Qing realized that setting up a stall for the first time was not as easy as he had imagined.

She couldn't help but ask herself: System, can we fry one portion for the customer to try first?

[Theoretically, this is not allowed, but given that this is the host's first time setting up a stall, the system can make an exception this time.]

[This is a one-time offer, and the gifted amount will not count towards the task progress.]

It doesn't matter if it's not included in the task progress; her main goal is to attract customers with the fragrance.

It's normal for novel foods to go unchallenged at first, but free foods are a different story.

She's confident she can sell them as long as someone tries them.

Shen Qing moved swiftly, and the freshly fried chicken pieces were instantly plunged into the boiling oil.

With a sizzle, the chicken pieces tumbled and jumped in the oil, and in just half a minute, a golden-brown crispy skin formed.

The chicken pieces were scooped out, and the seasonings were sprinkled evenly over them, layer by layer.

In an instant, an overpowering aroma wafted out, a blend of the spiciness of spices, the rich fragrance of oil, and the smoky aroma of fried chicken skin, directly assaulting one's soul.

The layers of crispy crust resemble golden dragon scales, glistening with a crystalline sheen.

"What is that? It smells so good!"

"Wow, this smells amazing!"

"What smell is getting into my nostrils...?"

In an instant, a crowd gathered around Shen Qing's stall.

These people all had their eyes shining and drool dripping from their mouths as they stared intently at the fried chicken on Shen Qing's stall.

It smells amazing! The aroma of meat mixed with the fragrance of oil, along with the spiciness of chili powder, is so strong it's almost unreasonable, it goes straight into the depths of your nostrils.

Shen Qing looked at it and realized that there was no need to let them sample it for free.

"Crispy fried chicken, fifty coins a serving," she said with a smile.

"What?"

"Eight pieces of fried chicken cost fifty coins? Why don't you just rob someone?"

The man shouting at the front of the crowd was named Li Xiao'er. He was a yamen runner who was on his way to the county government office after having lunch at the morning market when he was attracted by the smell.

Eight dollars! You know, a whole chicken only costs forty or fifty coins. This is way too expensive.

His official salary as a yamen runner was only five or six hundred coins a month.

As soon as Li Xiaoer shouted, the surrounding crowd joined in:

"Yeah, that's way too expensive."

"It smells delicious, but fifty coins? Isn't that ripping off tourists?"

"Young lady, do you know how to do business?"

"..."

Shen Qing remained calm in the face of everyone's doubts.

"I dare to sell it for fifty coins because this fried chicken is worth fifty coins."

"No, it's an absolute steal!"

All the fried chicken is made with the best ingredients, and her cooking skills are superb, so fifty coins is not expensive.

Shen Qing's composure and confidence were seen as arrogance and conceit by the onlookers.

A pleasant aroma does not necessarily mean it tastes good.

Aroma is merely the surface scent emitted by ingredients; the texture, saltiness, and flavor of food are the key factors in determining whether it is delicious.

"Then, shall we try some?" Shen Qing pushed the fried chicken forward.

Li Xiao'er swallowed hard: "No money?"

"Free samples available."

Upon hearing this, everyone became excited and clamored to try it.

Li Xiaoer, who was at the very front, couldn't resist the temptation of fried chicken.

This stuff is shiny and golden, it looks so tempting.

He quickly picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.

click-

A slight spiciness rises on the tip of the tongue, first the flavors of various seasonings, quite domineering, invading the entire mouth.

The next moment, there's the crispy outer skin. One bite, and the rich meat juices wash over your tongue. As your teeth continue to fall, you'll find tender chicken meat, which, along with the warm and spicy spices, creates an ultimate taste experience.

"This, this, this, this..."

"It's so delicious!!!"

"I've never eaten anything so delicious in my entire life!"

"Quick, quick, I want the whole thing!"

Li Xiao'er was completely out of control, he didn't care about money at all, his mind was filled with crispy fried chicken, and he wanted to have another bite.

"Fifty coins." Shen Qing's composure contrasted sharply with Li Xiaoer's madness.

"Fifty coins it is, give me one!"

Li Xiaoer pulled out fifty coins and placed them on Shen Qing's stall.

On a normal day, he would definitely not be willing to spend fifty coins on a meal.

But today is different. This stuff is so delicious that he would pay 100 coins, let alone 50!

Shen Qing accepted the money and quickly began making fried chicken.

Upon seeing this, the onlookers all began to push forward.

"I...I want to try a bite!"

"Give me one."

"I want it! I want it!"

"..."

Shen Qing kept working with his hands while saying, "Get in line."

Seeing this, Li Xiaoer immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Line up!!!"

"Everyone who wants to buy fried chicken is lining up!!"

As he spoke, he drew the sword from his waist.

The yamen runners are government officials; how could their words not carry weight? And they even have knives.

Seeing this, no one dared to push, and instantly, a long queue formed.

"My lady, please focus on making the fried chicken. Don't get distracted, please don't get distracted."

We absolutely cannot ruin the taste of his fried chicken!!