Chapter 33 Extra Spicy Chicken Wings

With the seasonings prepared, Su Xiaonuan planned to massage the chicken wings.

Put on disposable gloves, put the chicken wings into a bowl, pour in the bright red sauce that looks so appetizing, and massage and rub them thoroughly to make sure that every cut is filled with marinade.

Once finished, cover with plastic wrap and refrigerate for at least 2 hours.

Considering the spiciness of the chicken wings, she specially prepared extra chilled plum juice and lemonade.

Around 4 p.m., the sun began to set slightly in the west, and the heat subsided a little.

Su Xiaonuan changed into a vibrant summer outfit—a fluorescent green tank top paired with denim shorts, and her hair was tied in a high bun, making her look refreshing and neat.

She drove her food-themed RV to the scenic Lanxi River beach.

There are already many citizens and tourists playing in the water, barbecuing, and taking a walk on the riverbank.

As soon as her car stopped, before she could even set things up, several curious people gathered around.

"Boss, what are you selling? It smells so good!" a young man in swimming trunks asked, sniffing the air.

"Today's chicken wings are super spicy!" Su Xiaonuan replied with a smile, opening the car window and the domineering and stimulating spicy aroma instantly wafted out.

"Extra spicy? How spicy?" Someone nearby asked, eager to try it.

"It smells amazing! Hurry up, boss, I'll have a skewer!"

"That figure... seems familiar? Hey! Aren't you... the owner of the restaurant that sells Buddha Jumps Over the Wall and Heartbreaking Rice in the park?!" A sharp-eyed young girl suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

The sound, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly drew the attention of many people nearby.

"It really is her! Oh my god! I love her jianbing guozi and hot and sour noodles!"

"Wow! My idol! I actually ran into you again! I thought you had stopped setting up your stall!"

"Boss! I'm your fan! Why didn't you tell me you were moving your stall? I've been looking for you for ages!"

Suddenly, seven or eight "fans" gathered around Su Xiaonuan's stall. Their faces were filled with excitement and they were all talking at once, expressing their love for her and their longing for her food.

Su Xiaonuan was completely stunned.

Looking at these unfamiliar faces and listening to their sincere and warm words, she felt a surge of warmth and an unbelievable sense of gratitude welling up inside her.

She never imagined that just by setting up a food stall, she would have such a large following, with people even regarding her as an "idol."

An indescribable sense of accomplishment and happiness enveloped her. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and she smiled somewhat shyly: "Thank you... thank you everyone for liking it. I... I just sell it in different places..."

Seeing everyone's enthusiasm, she had an idea and made a decision: "To thank everyone for their support, we'll add another 50 skewers to the 50 skewers we originally planned to sell today! That'll make a total of 100 skewers, while supplies last!"

[System notification: The host's decision to increase sales volume aligns with the business philosophy; approval granted.]

The fans cheered immediately, and the atmosphere in the queue became even more enthusiastic.

Preheat the double oven in the RV to 200°C, then evenly spread the marinated chicken wings, covered in bright red chili sauce, on the grill rack, leaving gaps between them to allow for the circulation of hot air.

Place the grill rack in the middle of the oven. Under the high temperature, the sauce on the surface of the chicken wings begins to sizzle, the oil is forced out, and the aroma of chili and spices is fully released, creating an extremely domineering, appetizing, and tingling spicy fragrance that wafts far on the river breeze, almost covering half of the riverbank! It attracts countless people to look for the source of the aroma.

After baking for 10 minutes, remove the grill rack and flip the chicken wings one by one so that the other side can also be exposed to the high temperature.

If you prefer a spicier and stronger flavor, you can brush on a thick layer of spicy marinade in the last five minutes.

Roast the chicken wings until the skin is crispy and golden brown, the edges are slightly curled up, and the meat is fully cooked. Finally, sprinkle with a little toasted white sesame seeds and chopped green onions for added aroma.

Each skewer of grilled chicken wings is a dazzling red, exuding an intensely spicy aroma that makes your mouth water while simultaneously intimidating you.

Customers who bought it couldn't wait to take a bite. First, they felt the crispy skin, then the tender and juicy meat inside. Then, the insane level of spiciness swept through their mouths like a tsunami and rushed to their heads!

"Wow!! That was awesome!!"

"Holy crap! It's so spicy! But it's so delicious! I can't stop eating it!"

"Water! Give me water! But... one more skewer, please!"

A cacophony of hissing and hearty laughter erupted from the riverbank, creating a lively scene.

Perhaps it was because she was lucky today, or perhaps it was because the environment on the riverbank was relatively simple, Su Xiaonuan did not encounter any suspicious people with a crime value until all the chicken wings were sold out.

Seeing everyone enjoying the meal made her feel incredibly satisfied.

This peaceful yet busy daily routine of setting up a stall is something I enjoy occasionally.

As the sun sets and dusk approaches, the sky grows dark.

Su Xiaonuan started packing up her stall, preparing to go home.

Just as she put the last tool into the car—

"Ring ring—!" Her phone rang again.

Su Xiaonuan paused, her heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason.

She took out her phone, and the screen displayed yet another unfamiliar landline number.

It was different from yesterday's, but the unfamiliar feeling, carrying a sense of foreboding, was exactly the same.

She frowned and pondered for a moment.

Having learned from yesterday's experience, she didn't hang up immediately. Instead, she took a deep breath, pressed the record button first, and then swiped to answer the call before holding the phone to her ear.

Just like yesterday, after the call connected, there was only deathly silence on the other end.

No one spoke.

Su Xiaonuan held her breath and listened carefully.

This time, it was no longer complete silence.

Amidst the background noise, she seemed to hear something extremely faint, yet very rhythmic—

"Da...da da...da...da da..."

It felt like someone was gently and rhythmically tapping something near the microphone with their knuckles or some hard object.

The knocking lasted for about ten seconds, and then, just like yesterday, the phone was abruptly hung up without warning!

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The busy signal came again.

Su Xiaonuan put down her phone and stood still, feeling a chill slowly creeping up her spine.

A silent phone call.

A strange code signaling for help.

Now, it has turned into a more directional, more like a secret code of knocking?

What exactly happened? What message was the person hiding on the other end of the phone trying to convey? What kind of danger was he in?

Su Xiaonuan's heart began to beat faster involuntarily.

She realized that this matter was probably far more serious than she had initially thought—a prank or a simple case.

She looked at the unfamiliar number on her phone screen, then at Lu Zheng's profile picture on WeChat.