"Two hundred isn't enough? Three hundred! Three hundred a pound should be fine, right?"

The group was so anxious they were scratching their heads, wishing they could rush into the kitchen to retrieve the fish.

This flavor is so overpowering, it's practically pushing their limits of tolerance!

Zhou Yang persisted.

"This really won't work, everyone. If the flavor isn't good enough, it will ruin our reputation. How am I supposed to do business then? I'll set up my stall tomorrow, so please go to Xintiandi Tianjie to buy it."

This really worried the people outside the door. Their faces were almost red with urgency, and they were thinking of raising the price or using persuasion to get more money.

Suddenly, a slightly apologetic yet gentle female voice came from the stairwell.

"Excuse me... is this the place that makes braised food?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a young woman in an elegant dress, with a slender figure and gentle temperament, holding a little girl of about four or five years old, standing at the top of the stairs, slightly out of breath.

The young woman had fine beads of sweat on her forehead, clearly indicating that she had also climbed the stairs.

The young woman approached, carrying her child. She smiled apologetically at everyone before looking at Zhou Yang with a hint of earnestness in her eyes.

"Sir, I'm so sorry to bother you, but my daughter... she has a bit of anorexia. She refuses to eat anything we try to feed her, and the doctors are almost at their wits' end."

"But today, she smelled the delicious aroma coming from your house, and actually... she actually said she wanted to eat something!"

As she spoke, she looked down at her daughter in her arms.

The little girl was indeed pale and thin, her face lacking color, but her big eyes were bright and she stared intently in the direction of Zhou Yang's kitchen.

Her small nose twitched as she sniffed the enticing aroma in the air, and she made soft swallowing sounds in her throat.

Those longing eyes were enough to melt anyone's heart.

The young woman's voice carried a barely perceptible sob.

"Sir, I know this may be presumptuous, but... could you sell me just a tiny bit of your braised food? Just a tiny bit!"

"I'm willing to pay 1,000 yuan per pound! As long as my daughter is willing to eat it, I'll pay any price!"

A thousand yuan per kilogram?!

The men waiting at the door were stunned, and their gazes toward Zhou Yang became even more intense.

Even children with anorexia want to eat it because of the smell; this braised food must taste heavenly!

Looking at the girl's thin figure and the pure longing in her eyes, Zhou Yang's heart softened.

He could harden his heart and refuse those wealthy neighbors who didn't care about money, making them wait another day.

But faced with such a pitiful little child, especially one whose health might be at stake, he simply couldn't bring himself to say, "I won't sell if it's not done well."

Besides, although the system requires setting up a stall to complete tasks, it doesn't seem to stipulate that "pre-sales" are not allowed, right?

Especially these "special orders" that come to our door.

Zhou Yang sighed and stepped aside.

"Alright, for the sake of the child, you can come in first."

"Oh! Thank you! Thank you so much, sir!"

The young woman was overjoyed and quickly carried her daughter inside.

When the others at the door saw this, they immediately erupted in chaos.

"Hey, hey, young man! Why can she get in? She has a daughter with anorexia, and so do we!"

"That's right! We were here first!"

"One thousand per catty, right? We'll offer one thousand too! Give us some as well!"

"Yes! One thousand per jin! I want it now!"

This group of people completely lost their composure and began to push forward.

Zhou Yang was both amused and exasperated by this scene, and silently thought to himself: "A fool wouldn't make money if he could!"

He waved his hand.

"Alright, alright, stop pushing! Since everyone's been so kind, please come in. But let me make it clear, the braised food isn't quite at its best yet; it's just cooked through."

Nobody cared about the best taste anymore; getting it into their mouths was a victory!

One by one, people poured in with beaming smiles, making the living room feel instantly crowded.

Zhou Yang pointed to the kitchen.

"Children shouldn't go hungry, I'll get her something easy to digest first."

"You all will have to wait a little longer, at least until I've stewed it for two hours as planned, until it's fully flavored."

With that, he ignored the adults waiting anxiously in the living room and turned to go into the kitchen.

Considering that children have weak stomachs, he took out the softer chicken from the first casserole.

With a swift motion, he chopped off two chicken legs and a chicken breast, cutting them into small pieces suitable for children to eat, filling a large plate, and handed it to the young woman.

"Hurry up and let your daughter try some."

"Thank you! Thank you so much!"

The young woman took the plate, quickly picked up a small piece of chicken, blew on it, and carefully offered it to her daughter's mouth.

All eyes were on the little girl.

The little girl couldn't wait to open her mouth and snatch a piece of chicken in her mouth.

Then his eyes suddenly lit up, and his little cheeks puffed out rapidly.

She made a satisfied "woo-woo" sound in her throat, and the way she wolfed down her food showed no trace of anorexia.

It was like a hungry wolf that hadn't eaten for three days and three nights suddenly encountering a Manchu Han Imperial Feast!

The little girl finished one piece in a few bites, and then her little hand hurriedly reached for the next piece on the plate.

She was still mumbling incoherently, "More, Mommy, it's delicious! More!"

The young woman's eyes welled up with tears, and she nodded repeatedly, deeply moved.

While feeding her daughter, she couldn't resist picking up a piece and tasting it herself.

With just one bite, her beautiful eyes widened instantly, revealing the same expression of shock and ecstasy as her daughter.

Meanwhile, the others in the living room watched as the mother and daughter ate with great relish.

Listening to the little girl's satisfied chewing sounds, and smelling the increasingly enticing aroma of braised meat in the air...

Their Adam's apples bobbed, and their saliva practically dripped onto the ground.

The air was filled with the irresistible aroma of braised meat, mixed with the satisfying chewing sounds of the little girl.

It's like an invisible hook, making people unbearably itchy.

Not to mention the wealthy neighbors, even Xu Yao, who had been standing to the side, couldn't help but secretly swallow.

Her small nostrils twitched slightly, clearly she was also craving it.

Zhou Yang naturally noticed Xu Yao's eager expression and couldn't help but find it amusing.

To be honest, the smell itself made his stomach rumble with cravings.

The braising spice recipe produced by this system, combined with my carefully selected ingredients and precise control of the heat, creates an effect that is simply irresistible.

He returned to the kitchen and cleanly and efficiently chopped the already mangled chicken into pieces.

I also picked up a few more pieces of the tempting-looking braised lotus root slices and put them on a small plate.

He came out to greet Xu Yao.

"Here, you should try some. You've been busy all day."

Xu Yao's eyes lit up, her face flushed slightly, and she felt a little embarrassed.

But his body betrayed him; he walked over, whispered a thank you, and then eagerly picked up a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth.

In an instant, Xu Yao's eyes widened, then she squinted happily.