Taking a deep breath and preparing herself mentally, Xia Baozhu carefully turned on the switch of the liquefied gas cylinder, and then vigorously turned on the ignition switch on the stove. Soon, a blue flame shot out.

Ignition successful!

With a sigh of relief, Xia Baozhu placed the washed small iron pot on top.

Once the water in the pot had boiled away, she took a palm-sized piece of pigskin and rubbed it vigorously in the pot until it shone. That meant the pot was ready to be boiled.

Pour soybean oil into the pot and wait for the oil temperature to rise. Then, Xia Baozhu takes out the prepared dry powder, which is a mixture of starch, flour, and several seasonings, and uses it to coat the chicken legs.

Place a slice of ginger in the oil; when the ginger slice rises quickly, the oil temperature has reached the required level.

Xia Baozhu put the chicken legs in one by one, and took them out when they were lightly golden brown on both sides. Then she put them in again to fry them a second time, which made the skin crispier.

After preparing six chicken drumsticks, Xia Baozhu went to the video screening room next door, where San Gou was watching a movie. She called San Gou out and asked him to take two chicken drumsticks to Sun Xingyan.

San Gou didn't expect Xia Baozhu to act so quickly, doing things so fast, before the shop was even ready.

Two large, golden-yellow chicken drumsticks, wrapped in kraft paper, exude an irresistible aroma that makes anyone who sees or smells them drool.

"It smells so good." San Gou put it in his arms, his mouth watering, wanting to take a bite.

However, Xia Baozhu was watching him, so he felt embarrassed to eat directly.

How much does one cost?

"Two yuan." That price can buy more than a pound of pork, but she has to factor in rent, oil, seasonings, gas, and labor costs.

San Gou smacked his lips, thinking that at that price, his father could buy five a day with his salary.

He swallowed hard, pedaling his bicycle until sparks flew. The biting cold wind couldn't dampen the fire in his heart; once it was delivered, the two of them could eat together.

When they arrived at the Sun family's building, San Gou stopped his bicycle, and couldn't help but reach into his clothes again, the hot chicken leg burning his body.

How about I try a bite?

Thinking of this, San Gou's saliva was so abundant that he almost couldn't swallow it.

He opened the parchment, and the rich aroma of meat filled the air; he simply couldn't resist.

You shouldn't be able to tell just by taking a bite.

He carefully tore off a piece. Because of the heat and moisture, the outer skin wasn't as crispy, but he could still taste the crispiness. Inside, the chicken was filled with juice, tender, fresh, and fragrant, with a slight spiciness.

San Gou's eyes widened in amazement. It was so delicious! He experienced the truth of the saying "don't judge a book by its cover" twice today.

He regretted it; he should have taken a bite as soon as he got it, because that would have been the best time to eat it.

Wait a minute, he could have bought one back then.

How could you be so stupid? You're only thinking about running errands and getting something for nothing.

San Gou's stomach clenched violently, craving another bite.

He took another bite without hesitation.

Let's just pretend he bought it; he can give the money to Brother Sun later.

Knocking on the Sun family's door, Sun Xingyan looked at San Gou, frowned, and asked, "Why is your mouth so oily? What delicious food did you eat?"

San Gou chuckled and took out the chicken leg from his pocket. He almost ate it too, but he woke up at the crucial moment.

"The lady who rents the room made some fried chicken and asked me to bring it over for you to try."

"Did you just steal my chicken leg?" Sun Xingyan took the chicken leg, looked at the size of the oil stain on the kraft paper, and then, recalling the greasy residue on San Gou's mouth, made a precise judgment.

“How is this stealing food? I paid for it. Here, two yuan, take it.” San Gou chuckled and handed the money to Sun Xingyan.

Sun Xingyan chuckled, took the money and put it in his pocket, then picked up a chicken leg and started gnawing on it.

"Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, not bad at all." Sun Xingyan's eyes lit up as he ate, praising the food as he ate, while San Gou swallowed hard and watched him eat.

"Brother Sun, can I have another bite? I'll pay you back with two chicken drumsticks when we open."

"Get lost, do you think I'm broke? Do you think I need your three walnuts and two dates?" Sun Xingyan sneered twice.

He finished the chicken leg quickly, but he felt that he had only just whetted his appetite and could eat ten more.

"You little rascal, give me back that chicken leg." Sun Xingyan threw the chicken bone on the tea table and grabbed San Gou by the neck. He wasn't hungry at first, but the chicken leg had whetted his appetite, and he wanted to eat more.

"Brother Sun, please spare me! Or shall we go see if there are any more chicken legs?"

Xia Baozhu only had one left. She ate three for dinner, and planned to have the remaining chicken leg for breakfast tomorrow.

When Sun Xingyan came over, Xia Baozhu gave him the chicken leg, which moved Sun Xingyan deeply.

"Xia Zhaodi, make me ten tomorrow, here's the money." Sun Xingyan readily handed her two large reunion bills; he would have negotiated with anyone else.

"Okay, thank you for your support." Xia Baozhu accepted the money with a smile, her heart leaping with joy, as if she could see a bright future ahead.

Grand opening! May your business prosper.