Jiang Yang did not respond to the woman immediately, but looked forward through the front windshield of the RV.

Although the traffic was moving slowly, there was no sign of it stopping.

There was no parking bay on the endless highway.

However, the traffic behind was following his RV closely, so there was no chance for him to stop and sell roast duck.

He looked left and right twice, which took less than four or five seconds.

But the expression of the woman in the passenger seat of the SUV quickly turned ugly, and she looked quite impatient and about to get angry.

The woman's slightly sharp voice sounded again: "Hey, I'm asking you a question. How much is your roast duck?"

Jiang Yang's expression was indifferent and he rejected her directly.

"I'm sorry, it's not the time to set up the stall yet, so I can't sell you roast duck.

If you want to buy it, you have to wait until I stop by the RV, and then I will sell it to you."

Ding Lizhen didn't care at all. She thought the car was going only 20 miles per hour.

The young man on the other side could easily pass the roast duck to him through the window.

She thought it was a simple matter, even if there was an emergency and she needed to stop the car immediately.

At such a slow speed, the driver can react and it will not cause any impact.

"I'll scan the QR code to pay you, and you just hand the roast duck to me through the car window.

It's not that difficult. Just stretch your body a little further and extend your arms a little, and you'll be able to do it, right?"

Jiang Yang shook his head. He would not take such a risk for such a person.

From the woman's impatient attitude at the beginning, he knew that this kind of person was just like, I spend the money, so I'm the boss.

I am the customer, I am God, I have conditions, and you, as the person who sells things and takes my money, must meet my conditions.

Moreover, Jiang Yang knew that even though the woman said it was simple, nothing would happen.

But once an emergency occurs, the other party is bumped or something bad happens, she is very likely to yell and curse, and will make unreasonable arguments to shift all the responsibility to others, demanding that the other party fully compensate for her losses.

Jiang Yang refused calmly, "No, the traffic is still moving. I won't take this risk for you just based on your words."

Suddenly, Jiang Yang heard a little boy screaming from inside the SUV.

"Ah—I want to eat roast duck. I want to eat roast duck. You have to sell the roast duck to me quickly. I want to eat roast duck."

Even at a distance of about two meters, Jiang Yang felt the child's scream was very piercing.

He really hates children who scream and cry all the time, asking adults to buy things and refusing to listen to any advice.

Jiang Yang thought that if his child continued to cry and yell like this and was disobedient, he would make sure his child knew what it meant to be a filial son under the stick.

When the woman in the passenger seat saw her child start crying and shouting, instead of trying to educate her child, she blamed Jiang Yang for not selling the roast duck to her immediately.

"Look, look, it's all your fault. My baby is crying because of the smell of your roast duck."

"If you don't sell me the roast duck, I'll tell my husband to stop parking your car."

Jiang Yang frowned when he heard this. It was just as he expected. This woman not only doted on her child, but was also unreasonable.

Zhao Yong, who was driving the RV, heard the conversation between the two.

He thought he was thick-skinned, so he tried to persuade her:

"Beautiful lady, don't be impulsive! It's snowy and icy now, and if there's a traffic accident, everyone will be upset.

Besides, Jiang Yang doesn't want to sell roast duck to you while driving because of everyone's safety.

Besides, don't spoil the child too much, talk to her more about reason, it's for her future good."

Ding Lizhen, who was sitting in the passenger seat of the SUV, looked unhappy and retorted in a very aggressive tone: "How I educate my child is my business. What are you nagging about here? You are meddling in other people's business.

And you have to stop the car. Didn’t he say it’s unsafe to sell roast duck while driving?

Stop the car and let me buy it before leaving."

She knew that the middle-aged man in the driver's seat of the RV was most likely the young man's full-time driver.

As long as the other party stops the car, you can take the opportunity to buy roast duck.

Zhao Yong turned around and glanced at Jiang Yang, and Jiang Yang happened to see Zhao Yong's inquiring look.

He knew that Zhao Yong was asking him whether he should stop the car.

Jiang Yang shook his head and made a decision directly.

"Don't worry about her, just drive.

If she wants to change cars, just let her do it. I trust your skills."

Zhao Yong patted his chest and laughed, "Don't worry. I'm a truck driver by profession and have participated in the Taklimakan Rally. It's not an exaggeration to call me a driver. I guarantee he won't have a chance to cut in."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yong increased the speed of the car slightly.

The front of the RV is roughly square, and the windshield of the RV can be seen. It is less than one meter away from the rear of the car in front.

And keep this distance and continue driving.

Jiang Yang gave Zhao Yong a thumbs up. He was indeed a driver who had participated in competitions and his skills were as steady as an old dog.

If he continued to maintain this distance, he didn't believe that the woman's husband would have a chance to overtake the car.

Jiang Yang glanced at the woman in the passenger seat jokingly and ignored her.

Instead

I touched the roast duck on the chopping board. Although the skin of the roast duck was a little hot, it was acceptable.

Jiang Yang took out a sharp slicing knife.

He knew that roast duck had to taste good.

Not only does it have to taste good, it also has to be cut well.

Just like cutting pork belly, it should be cut into pieces with skin and meat, alternating between fat and lean meat, so that it will taste better and more flavorful.

The same is true for cutting roast duck meat. The duck meat also has skin, and there is a thin layer of fat between the skin and the lean meat of the duck, which can also be said to be a thin layer of duck fat.

Although most of the duck fat is removed during marinating and baking, some is still present.

Some people don't like duck fat because they think it's too greasy.

But the roast duck meat is cut into alternating fat and lean parts, and the duck fat becomes the finishing touch.

Every bite of roast duck meat tastes both crispy from the duck skin and smooth from the duck fat.

Jiang Yang was groping around on the roast duck like a surgeon, as if he was considering where to start slicing it.

The sharp knife performed a wonderful job on the duck's spine. He took out the entire duck's spine accurately and neatly.

Then it was another skilled job, and the pressed ribs were taken out one by one.

Then the craft work continues until all the bones in the duck are removed.

You can see that there is not a trace of duck meat stuck to each bone.

If Yu Huatian saw Jiang Yang's top-notch craftsmanship, he would definitely exclaim, "What a talent!" and then directly recruit him into the Western Factory.

Soon, he had sliced ​​the roast duck.

The slices of roast duck are thin and evenly proportioned, and are placed in the takeaway box like a work of art.